MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-v9 Chapter 2291

Chapter 2291

This is anti-theft, the text is...cough, what is the text, the point is to spend money, are you right? In the past two days, I have coughed in kerker, my nose is fufu, and I am crying. I may have caught a cold. I really can’t write about the doomsday and the convenience store at the same time, so I made a fuss yesterday, and finally closed the convenience store before the deadline. It's over, I can send it after the review (damn)

"Hey! Where are you going, stop!"

When Lin Sanjiu strode into a square courtyard, there were several shouts from behind the wall above him. In fact, when the shout sounded, she had already paused and stopped—because on the ground in the center of the courtyard, a black hole in the shape of a person burst out at this time, and a faint red flame was still burning at the edge, like It's like being smashed through by several firemen. I don't know whether it's metal or leather, the scorched and thick smoke is billowing and whitening the courtyard, making people's throats and eyes hurt and itchy between breathing.

All kinds of echoes still linger between the four walls; the sound of distant police sirens, people shouting orders, and the rhythmic footsteps above the head are mixed together, as if a group of plagues will spread at any time like chaos.

She raised her head, and through the hazy smoke, she happened to see a few faces protruding from the corner of the wall. The eyes of the two sides met, but those people couldn't help being stunned for a moment; just as Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and canceled the cards in his hands at the same time, he heard the people above him shout again: "From the second It will be dangerous to go up the floor, go back quickly!"

Lin Sanjiu's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted: "I—I'm here to support!"

"Just you?" One of the young men muttered and asked, "Is it a blockade or a battle?"

"Combat!"

The people upstairs seemed relieved, and looked at her in the smoke, then the young man pointed upstairs: "Then you go up! The blockade team has locked the floors above the second floor, I don't know if we can continue." How long!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone beside him sighed and complained in a low voice: "The situation is really bad...how did that mad dog get into the boat?"

Although these words were light, they still fell into Lin Sanjiu's ears clearly, making her tremble all over. There is only one person in the Twelve Realms who is called "Mad Dog". It seems that she did not find the wrong place—

In the blink of an eye, she had rushed up the iron stairs like an arrow from the string. The overhead light on the ceiling was broken and cracked, and only an occasional spark flickered to barely illuminate the dim corridor; as soon as she emerged from the second staircase, she almost crashed into the barrier that the blockade team had set up long ago Li — took two quick steps back and raised her head, only then did she realize that standing high in front of her and blocking the stairs was a deep black hole.

Panting, she looked suspiciously behind the black hole.

A pink, slippery, fleshy long pipe filled the corridor and swallowed up the stairs leading to the third floor, leaving only a dark hole. When I looked inside, I couldn't see anything except the endless darkness.

"Are you here for support?" A hoarse and vague question sounded from nowhere. Lin Sanjiu raised her head following the sound, and saw a short figure coming out from behind the hole—when that person walked into the light, she couldn't help swallowing a breath.

If she didn't know that the people who appeared here were all able-bodied users, she might have thought that the person in front of her was a fallen species.

In that ordinary face, only a round and large mouth is the most striking-it is not a mouth at all, but a black hole that has opened in the face. The man's neck and chest were all round and swollen, connected together like a thick pipe; to be honest, although it is hard to imagine, his appearance and the pink flesh pipe that occupied the hallway were so different. There are quite a few similarities.

"You are better than those idiots who came to support just now, you have found the right place. I am the only one who can enter and exit the blockade," the man like a fleshy pipe said vaguely - the black hole on his face slowly opened up and down. Once, without lips and tongue, one can't help but wonder how he could say: "...wait for me to switch the two ends."

"Exchange?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice, holding the card tightly under his robe.

"Why don't you just walk in without changing it? Then you won't be able to find the exit," the man like a meat pipe snorted, "Don't worry, I will of course temporarily shut down the digestive function—but you must not dawdle in it rub!"

"Wait, what digestive function?"

From that face that seemed to have been dug out, there was an expression of being offended.

"You're new here, don't you know my blocking ability?" He snorted again, and put his hand on the pink meat tube: "Haven't you been to the Wooden Fish Forum? You haven't heard of my [simplified version of nutrient absorption] system】?"

The word "simple version" makes it sound like it doesn't sound like a great ability—

Lin Sanjiu hadn't asked yet, but the other party said as if lecturing someone: "The end you see now is the exit, and the entrance is upstairs. It would be great if that mad dog entered the entrance."

"Why?"

"Anyone who walks into the entrance can't turn back, and can only move towards the exit involuntarily... During this process, the essence of his body will be decomposed, digested, and absorbed by my pipeline." You can tell at a glance, He was very proud of his ability, and while he was busy on the pink pipe, he explained to his "ally" in detail: "...When it is finally discharged from the exit, people will only be left with digested and absorbed residue. "

Isn't this just... walking through the large intestine?

Lin Sanjiu finally restrained himself from saying this. After changing the entrance and exit, the stairs leading to the third floor reappeared in the dim corridor. The man who looked like a vertical pipe waved his hand towards the stairs and urged: "What are you doing standing there, go in!"

"This... is this the entrance?" She hesitated, and looked carefully at the stairs. It looked exactly like the previous staircase, not a trace of the pink fleshy pipes could be seen.

"Of course the more ordinary the entrance looks, the better." The man glanced at her, as if thinking she was stupid: "A black hole-like entrance, who would foolishly drill into it? It can change with the environment... I said , can you go in or not?"

If nothing else happened, the area around here should be blocked; at least this weird-looking man doesn't seem to be suspicious of her yet.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Sanjiu made up his mind. When she was walking towards the stairs, she also secretly opened the [Protective Force Field]—the stairs seemed to have no end, the more they climbed, the darker they became, and soon it became pitch black; however, she saw a narrow When the light came on, she squeezed out, and finally came out smoothly and unscathed. Looking back, the wall is clean and clean, and it is impossible to see where the entrance and exit of the [simple version of the digestion and absorption system] are.

Not far from her, several evolutionists glanced at her quickly, and then quickly turned their eyes away, and no one gave her a second look. She looked around, and found that she was standing at the end of the crowd; everyone around her was breathing heavily, with serious faces, staring at the other end, as if they were facing an enemy.

Lin Sanjiu held back his heartbeat, and took two steps forward lightly. Over the shoulders of the previous evolutionaries, her eyes fell on the end of the corridor.

Several wooden crates were scattered on the floor, one of which was tipped over and used as a chair. A frighteningly pale and thin man wrapped in black leather was sitting on the edge of the box with his elbows on his knees—black hair fell from his neck, casting a shadow on his face, making the People can't see those eyes clearly; only his temperatureless gaze is like the wind and snow penetrating into the gap, hitting the person's skin coldly and heavily, with unquestionable pressure.

He looked as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind, but none of the dozens of evolutionaries facing him dared to act rashly.

"Where the **** am I... in the end?"

The puppeteer lowered his head, as if he didn't look at anyone, but asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice that hadn't healed for a long time. In the silent corridor, his voice was like a finger hitting the pinna lightly - only those who are familiar with him can feel it, these words are filled with suppressed anger, as if squeezed out from between the teeth .

… Lin Sanjiu scratched his face in embarrassment.