MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-v9 Chapter 1786 Response in the waves

This chapter is coming soon...I am really exhausted to write...

The gray mist filled the sky and the earth, surging in the dead silence, undulating, stirring up the faint dark blue. The light of the flashlight pierced a few steps away, and was swallowed by the thick gray mist.

After more than a hundred living people walked into the fog, it was like ice melted into the water and disappeared silently.

There was a faint dark blue in the field of vision, and only this section of the sky train car lit up a pale, persistent light in the fog.

The silence lasted for a few seconds before being broken by Yu Yuan's voice.

"Since you guys don't want to go," his irritability is clearly visible under the inked tattoos: "I'll go one step!"

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu hurriedly called, "We want to go too!"

After blurting out this sentence, she herself was stunned, and then said with a little hesitation: "...but, but there is really no sound outside..."

"So what?" Yu Yuan frowned, and as he spoke, the wolf head on his cheek seemed to be about to let out a roar. "I didn't come to Shambhala to hear the voice. I'm leaving first. You can go and find me outside when that time comes."

As soon as he said, he turned and walked towards the car door; probably feeling Lin Sanjiu and Si Baan's urge to keep up for a moment, Mihm suddenly yelled, "Then what are you doing in Shambhala?"

Yu Yuan's back paused and stopped by the door.

"Where is Shambhala?" Mihm couldn't control his voice, and his vocal cords trembled, as if they would break open at any time: "Why are you here?"

Lin Sanjiu slowly turned his head, glanced at the bleak-looking boy, and whispered: "These two questions...we don't know the answer."

Mihm glanced at her quickly, then glanced at Sbaan as if asking for help first.

His chief was staring motionlessly at the dense fog outside the window, his back standing in the dim sky without making a sound.

"Anyway, I must go out," Yu Yuan turned his head, not knowing who he was talking to: "This is Shambhala's call to me."

"Isn't this weird! A thing that you don't even know what it is, but has summoned so many people here together. Doesn't it make sense?" Mihm hissed and turned around. Suddenly: "Sir, you can't go out with him! Where did the people who went out just now? We don't know whether they are dead or alive... This place is too wrong!"

Yu Yuan sighed lowly, and walked out without speaking again.

"Aren't you afraid of accidents when you go out!"

Mihm yelled from behind, but these words didn't seem to reach his ears at all; Yu Yuan strode out of the carriage, and was completely swallowed by the gray fog after only a few steps. Where he disappeared, there was only a dead, rolling, gray-blue fog.

Lin Sanjiu's heart jumped, and then his brows slowly loosened.

Except for the struggling contradictions that surfaced from time to time, she was not at all afraid, anxious, or worried for Yu Yuan.

It's like... it's like the calm feeling after injecting anesthetic into the blood vessels.

"Mim," Spartan's silhouette was set against the fog outside the window, and after a while he finally spoke. His voice was very low and gentle: "You should be very clear, I can throw you out of the train anytime now...right?"

The boy gulped.

"I, I know... The sir may not know me, but I have been on missions with you, and I have seen your...power in battle."

When he spoke, he quickly glanced at Lin Sanjiu, then immediately retracted his gaze, but his hands tightened the two of them. He didn't open up his evolutionary abilities, nor did he use any special items. He just used his own power, with those two thin hands, to firmly grasp their arms.

"So, you would rather take such a big risk and stop me." Under the scattered blond hair, Spartan lightly glanced at the boy with those amazing green eyes, and seemed confused: "Why? ?"

"Why...because...because you are our chief!"

Mihm hesitated for a moment, and seemed to think that the answer was not good enough: "Without the chief...what about the Ministry of Security? There are so many seniors outside..."

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"No, I mean," Si Baan raised his head, colliding with Lin Sanjiu's eyes. They both saw a trace of confusion from each other's faces: "What we did...is it really so abnormal?"

"Yes!" Mihm's face flushed red with eagerness, as if to drown his flat facial features: "It's - it's like being lost!"

Lost?

Lin Sanjiu stared at the green eyes in a daze. She knew that Spaan must be the same as herself at this moment: They can all understand the meaning of Mime intellectually, but-these words can't arouse the emotions that they should have in their hearts.

"I see," she sighed lowly, and suddenly a lightning strike from her other hand made Mihm let go with a whisper. "But no matter what, we still have to get out."

"Then you go!" The boy was painful and angry: "Don't let the chief follow you too!"

"No," Lin Sanjiu was already rummaging in the train as he spoke. She felt that a thick fog had also risen in her mind. Teacher Yi was struggling behind that thick fog and shouting to approach her, but now it was still only a dark shadow, although it seemed to have gradually become clear. "Your sir must also follow me out—"

"What are you looking for?" Spaan asked softly.

"This is the personnel carrier of your arsenal, right?" She hurriedly opened a row of cabinets, grabbed some uniforms and the like from them, and threw them on the ground. "Are there no special items on the car, or the products of your arsenal?"

"You mean..."

Lin Sanjiu stopped his movements and cast his eyes on the gray mist that filled the window. It has been a minute or two since everyone and Yu Yuan left. She didn't feel worried for them, but she was so excited that she was eager to try, as if being called by something outside the window, she couldn't wait to follow them and want to go out.

Relying on the constant calling of the teacher in her mind and the stop by Mihm just now, she faintly floated a trace of consciousness—a trace of a weak consciousness that was constantly wagging like a weed against a strong wind—maybe she wanted it so much. There is indeed something wrong with what I did.

"We have to go out. Everyone has gone out, including Yu Yuan...Even if it's just to see their situation, we can't stay here anymore." Lin Sanjiu took a breath and smiled bitterly: "Furthermore, I really... really want to go out."

She looked at the two opposite and shook her head: "But no matter how much I desire to go out, I know I must be prepared and be careful... So, I want to borrow some things from your arsenal."

Spartan smiled slightly, flipped his wrist, and clasped the boy's arm back, and drew Mihm from the floor neatly-he didn't even turn his body, didn't see how to exert force, and the boy stumbled. Pounced forward several steps.

"This is easy," he smiled slightly, "I have brought all the remaining exhibits from the auction with me. Mihm?"

The boy didn't seem to react to this sudden turn of events, and raised his head blankly: "Huh?"

"Are you a trainee fighter?"

"Yes Yes……"

"We are going out to investigate the situation. Would you like to follow along as a full member?" When Spartan said this, he suddenly licked his lips-as if a wild fire was burning in his body, burning his green eyes. It's so bright. When he laughed softly, his voice became hoarse: "...Perhaps a reminder from you can save the lives of both of us."

Mihm was speechless. He looked at the mist floating in outside the door for a while, then looked at his officer, straightened his body, and whispered: "Sir, I am willing to follow you all the time."

Spaan nodded and turned around, opening a cabinet door above the train. He was tall, with slender arms, and effortlessly pulled down a black lacquered bag; it was half a person long and as wide as a door inside. He threw the bag to Mihm, and the boy almost fell on the ground because of it—"Take it, this is your equipment."

"Yes Yes!"

They quickly sorted their belongings and filed out of the car door. The dim light cast from the carriage dazzled a small patch of fog in front of me; the fog seemed to be alive, and slowly floated past several people, leaving a cold sight on their skin.

As soon as he left the sky train, everything seemed to have been wiped out between heaven and earth. Only the heavy breathing of Mimu became more and more clear as they continued to deepen; if it weren't for this noise, I'm afraid Lin Sanjiu would think that he was walking on the bank of the border between Huangquan and the world.

The three apertures thrown by the flashlight continuously passed through the fog, occasionally touching each other. The light played a small role, barely illuminating her feet a few steps; through the white mist, Lin Sanjiu found that her feet was a gray earth covered with gravel and gravel, which looked like bones at a glance. Generally, it is barren and no grass grows.

They couldn't see the way forward, and they didn't know if they were walking in the same direction as Yu Yuan and others; but after groping for a while, several people soon realized that they didn't have to worry about taking a sidetrack.

"This is a downward slope." In the mist not far away, there was a sigh from Spaan-he sounded like he couldn't restrain his excitement, and his pleasant voice trembled slightly: " All the people who come out can only go down...you feel it too? The terrain is like a huge bowl."

Lin Sanjiu was about to answer "Yes" when she suddenly bumped into something under her feet; she reacted very quickly, and she had already taken a big step forward before she fell, and wanted to use the ground in front of her to re-support her body—— Unexpectedly, the thing that tripped her was unexpectedly long. Instead of stepping on the ground as she wanted, she stepped on something soft and hard, completely losing her balance.

When she was about to fall to the ground, she finally held her hands on the ground and stabilized her body again. Both Spartan and Mihm were startled by her voice, and asked one after another: "What's wrong?"

"Something tripped me up," Lin Sanjiu crouched on the ground, realizing that his heartbeat hadn't even increased, and there was still a calm as if injected with anesthetics; of course, there was something about to get what he wanted. joy. She picked up the flashlight from the ground and swept it over the thing: "Let me see what it is—"

Without finishing a sentence, she froze.

It was not one thing that tripped her, but Yu Yuan.