Holding the pen in his hand, Lin Sanjiu stood on the ground in a daze, her clothes soaked with water and weighing heavily on her skin. The house had been restored to its original state, and the doors and walls had been re-erected; however, everything inside was still intact.
When it is wet, whether it is a sofa or a carpet, water can be squeezed out just by pressing it.
"Hey," Bohemia suddenly called her, "Why are you stunned? We are all waiting, what do you mean by the other way around? Do you think I am really curious about what you upgraded? I am just being polite, and you still
Don’t say it quickly.”
"Oh," Lin Sanjiu suddenly came back to her senses, "I may have been unconscious for too long...my mind is a little confused now."
She hesitated for a moment, only to feel that her mind was filled with confusion, as if there was a heavy fog, and all her thoughts were unclear; regarding the strangeness of the [Flat World], she seemed to be watching through the fog at the moment.
The shadow of the tree was vaguely uncertain - "reversed", it was almost just an intuition generated by her subconscious mind, but she didn't know exactly what "reversed" method was.
In the past, she took out substances from the real world and turned them into cards; so maybe the things drawn on the cards can be turned into substances in the real world?
Lin Sanjiu's mind moved, and there was a card in his hand.
Her card library has long been empty. Logically speaking, apart from functional cards like diary cards or Nostradamus cards, there should be no cards left. But now... Lin Sanjiu lowered her head and looked
He looked at the card in his hand.
The card was pure white, as if it was waiting for her to add content.
With some hesitation, Lin Sanjiu slowly drew a curved black line on the white card. The black line stayed motionless on the paper for a few seconds, and nothing happened - she wanted to cancel the card.
I tried turning it into an item several times, but the card didn't respond at all.
"What is this?" Bohemia leaned over and asked, "What do you want to turn it into?"
"Head, hair?" Lin Sanjiu herself was not very confident, so she raised the card and showed it to everyone, "Don't it look like it?"
Yuan Xiangxi narrowed his eyes and looked at the black thread pretending to be hair for a while. "Are you not very good at drawing?"
"What kind of painting skills do you need to have a hair?"
"Then it depends on whether you want to draw it realistically. A hair and a thread are different," Yuan Xiangxi crossed his arms and spoke coherently: "The root of the hair is thick, the tip is thin, and the top and bottom are different.
, it itself has a luster. This is just a black line drawn casually with a pen."
Lin Sanjiu really didn't know that hair was so particular.
"You can do it if you are good at painting," Bohemia said, pushing his shoulder.
"Although I know a lot," Yuan Xiangxi raised his face, which was always blank, and said without any embarrassment, "but I don't know much about it."
The puppet master lowered his head silently and pressed his temples a few times.
Is it because it doesn’t look like a painting that it didn’t become material?
"There is someone who can draw!" Lin Sanjiu thought of this, took a sharp breath, and suddenly remembered that there was a special item missing in front of him: "I have a human-shaped object, he is a painter, let him try it -
—Hey, where are the others? Didn’t you see them?"
Several people shook their heads.
"We were all standing outside the house in the rain," Bohemia complained. "Your broken container smashed through the house. Who knows what happened inside - your face of realization is...
What do you mean? Do you think the house was broken just now because we broke it for fun?"
It turns out it wasn't the puppet master who lost his temper.
Lin Sanjiu thought of the painter, and naturally also remembered that she had another human-shaped object; and when she took a closer look at the special objects gathered in the living room, she found that several items were missing, probably because they were scattered somewhere during the demolition of the house.
Where did it go? At the moment, except for the puppet master who refused to help, the other people were scattered in the house, shouting "Painter, tutor!" while looking around every corner, looking for fish that had slipped through the net.
.
The two masters are both humanoid objects, so they have neither breathing nor heartbeat. If they are hidden and do not speak or move, they are no different from a table or a chair. They are difficult to find even for evolved people. Everyone is looking for them.
After looking around, I couldn't find any special items except for a wooden crate that had been thrown under the stairs on the first floor.
As a horse and a toaster, Lin Sanjiu and J7 can't move around much on their own, let alone go upstairs - after all, there is no reason for anyone to let a horse and a toaster roam around. Seeing the hostess taking the cat
After going up to the second floor, they were still under the pressure of the male host's gaze. After a while, even the few casual chats between them gradually died out, and J7 seemed to start to feel a little restless.
"You, are you fine?" Lin Sanjiu braced herself and said hello to the puppet master.
The living room was quiet except for the sound of the floor being stepped on overhead and Bohemia's faint voice. The puppeteer looked at his fingers and turned a deaf ear.
"I wonder if there is a hair dryer or something..."
Lin Sanjiu flipped through her card several times, and found that the black line drawn by the pen could be erased and redone. As she wiped the card clean, she said without saying anything else: "My body is wet."
Huhu, it’s quite uncomfortable, isn’t it?”
"I never feel uncomfortable when I see you." The puppet master said politely.
Lin Sanjiu shut up, and after a few words rolled in his stomach for a while, he finally said: "Then... that forest is also a replica, right? I seem to be slowly starting to remember what happened in the forest."
"It's great that you only start to think about things after everything has been resolved." The puppet master seemed to be praising her, "A fool's life is one without worries."
The living room fell silent again. After two seconds, J7 suddenly stretched out a mechanical arm and tugged on the corner of Lin Sanjiu's clothes.
"Is this what you humans often say," it asked with an attitude of scientific verification, "...'talk to death'?"
Even she can't answer now, right?
Just when Lin Sanjiu didn't know what to say, she suddenly heard a scream from Bohemia above her head. Just as she was excited, she heard Yuan Xiangxi's vague voice: "In
Here! In the floor!"
...in the floor?
Lin Sanjiu and J7 both raised their heads towards the ceiling. The sound of footsteps running past made the chandelier on the ceiling tremble; Bohemian's voice immediately sounded at the top of the stairs, heading towards
Someone shouted from downstairs: "I found them, they are both sealed!"
"What's going on?" Lin Sanjiu hurriedly came to the stairs. He wanted to go upstairs but didn't move. He just asked, "What do you mean by being blocked?"
She had never felt so conflicted: She knew that there was just an ordinary staircase in front of her; but in her eyes, it was so narrow and fragile that she didn't want to put her hoofs on it -
Feet - I don’t want to put my feet up.
Before answering her, Bohemia gestured towards the room and called Yuan Xiangxi, "Tear it down!", then turned around and replied: "They were probably thrown up by the impact, I don't know why.
Like the two idiots, they didn't know how to run away. As a result, when the house started to recover, they were included in it... It was scary. The life coach had his face pressed against the wall, with his facial features protruding... Another floor
Is that the painter in there? He rushed down and kicked his legs in mid-air."
Lin Sanjiu really wanted to go up and have a look, but as a horse, Little Sugar Cube wandered around the stairs several times and still did not dare to go upstairs. Bohemia probably noticed her difficulty, looked back, and hurriedly called out
Said: "You go to the living room and wait! If the floor is smashed through, he will just fall into the living room."
J7 followed Lin Sanjiu in a buzzing manner, stopping at the door of the living room. When the puppet master also stood up and stood in the corner with his chair, the ceiling had begun to tremble continuously.
The chandelier began to tremble, and the chandelier began to shake violently; the toaster looked at it for a while, and suddenly gave a very human sigh: "It's not easy to create a copy of the post-apocalyptic world."
As soon as its voice fell, the ceiling collapsed at that moment.
Wood, smoke, and chandeliers scattered from the air. A figure fell down and hit the muddy and watery floor of the living room with a heavy thud. The bucket, brush, and paint tube were all in the air.
Flowers were blooming. The painter was lying on the ground in the ruins. It seemed that he had not recovered from the state of being completely sealed into the floor. After a while, his hands and feet trembled.
"Don't come over here," Yuan Xiangxi's face flashed through the big hole, and he told the people below, "There's more."
Following this warning, the wall on the other side above the ceiling also began to tremble and make a muffled sound. It was probably because the two humanoid objects were wrapped very close to each other. When the wall was finally broken, the wall on the other side of the ceiling also began to tremble.
It was also broken; half of the second floor, which had been repaired with great difficulty, suddenly fell straight down and crashed to the ground with a rumble.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Lin Sanjiu picked up the painter while coughing, and finally made his request clear to him - the painter probably didn't expect that he had to ask for it just after he came out of the floor.
She started painting, and had to hold up a blank card in one hand while looking for painting supplies among the debris on the floor. It wasn't until half of the second floor was destroyed by the bombing that Lin Sanjiu discovered that she had a lot of small things wrapped up in it.
He went into the building on the second floor, no wonder he couldn't find it no matter how much he looked for it; until now the floor was smashed, and they poured down together with the construction debris, rolling all over the floor.
"Did any unknown situation occur after the ability upgrade?"
Probably after hearing the conversation just now, the life coach stood up from the ruins in a hurry, his face covered with gray, and he still puffed up his chest: "You can consult me only once for a special item. You should think about it carefully.
You know, making the right choice at a critical moment can help you save a lot of detours...Oh, look, just use this."
Lin Sanjiu followed his instructions and her eyes fell on a glass bottle rolling across the floor.
The glass bottle contained several colorful round candies; when it lightly hit the toe of the dark leather boots, the clattering colorful candies finally became quiet in the bottle. She looked at
The puppeteer bent down, stretched out a hand that was as thin as ice chips, and slowly picked up the small bottle.
He raised the glass bottle, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and waved it in his hand.
The candy shook a few times, and the luster of the glass fell into the puppeteer's pupils.
"Who gave this to you?" He spoke in a low voice to the glass bottle, his voice full of inexplicable meaning - it sounded like sarcasm and sadness. The glitter in the corner of his eyes suddenly trembled.
It flickered, emphasizing the windless and dead silence in those black and white eyes.
"...Gong Daoyi." Lin Sanjiu spoke, only to realize that her voice was trembling a little: "What's wrong with it?"
"Have you eaten?"
"Yes...I have eaten." She replied, feeling her heart slowly sinking.
The puppeteer breathed out gently, and the black earring on his right ear swayed slightly with his movements. "There are other things mixed in," he looked away from Lin Sanjiu and said in a hoarse voice: "
