Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell whether the blood rushing into her head like a tide at this moment was the blood, or the waves of pain that wanted to tear her apart and devour her.
Even though there are still doubts and reluctance, she still can't believe it... She is very clear about what she should do next and the only correct way.
They don't have time.
Lin Sanjiu unknowingly let go of her hand, and just in the flash of light from the dollhouse, the long metal stick fell to the ground with a clang.
There is no need to continue to hold a long stick together, the person beside you is not a puppet master.
She didn't know where the real puppet master was, and the five seconds - four seconds - left were not enough for her to find him again.
There is no other solution. For a few seconds, she may not even be able to wait for the next light.
...There is only one way left.
Lin Sanjiu thought that she was not afraid of death, and she was not afraid to walk into any dangerous situation no matter how dangerous it was. But now she discovered that the courage to not be afraid of external forces taking one's life and the courage to give up one's life calmly are two different things.
Something completely different.
The words "Let me stay" are so short that they don't take more than a second. When they are really about to be spoken, it seems that a lifetime is not enough. The syllables between her lips and teeth always shake and tremble, unable to form.
If you don't say anything else, it will be too late.
But she still has so many unresolved regrets. She has not yet reunited with her relatives and friends. She cannot wait for Bohemia to say "understand". What should she do alone after the gift bag?
Her life is so short, only about ten years. She was just born on the day when the world in her hometown slowly became hot.
Lin Sanjiu has no regrets.
"I...I want to stay-"
She didn't quite know what happened next moment.
Maybe it was because she was in a trance and lost her usual vigilance, or maybe it was because the power came too quickly and too strongly. She was like a child walking at night, looking up when she heard the rumbling sound, and then realized
The train lights that came from nowhere pierced the darkness and burned the rails under my feet. The steel locomotive, accompanied by the sound of wind and roar, had already sped up in front of me.
That was just her perception; in fact, she saw nothing.
When the dungeon countdown reached "two," Lin Sanjiu suddenly broke away from gravity; the severe pain was like layers of endless lightning, flowing down from her neck bones, lashing her body and soul.
Her feet left the ground, and for a moment the world spun in light and dark, fragmented - her mind was like a piece of paper towel rolled into the washing machine, for a moment she felt that the world was about to break, and for a moment she felt that she was about to break. The only clear perception was,
All that was left was the distinct twitching pain on the back of his neck.
When Lin Sanjiu finally regained her composure from the turbulence, she realized that in front of her was a gray-blue sky, empty buildings, and dust and smoke slowly swirling in the air. Her eyes
My feet were hanging in the air, and under my feet was the slate road before entering the dungeon.
Someone was grabbing her by the back of her neck and lifting her up like a doll.
It really seemed like his life was being held. Even though only his neck was in his hands, even his limbs were so paralyzed that he couldn't move. Lin Sanjiu felt that he had put in a lot of effort to struggle, but in the end he could only see his toes kicking slowly.
For a moment.
Not a word was heard from behind.
The deathly silence at this time was like the dome and clouds pressing down together, crushing the wind and covering the earth, making the world so stuffy that it couldn't even breathe.
In the severe pain, she felt as if a century had passed before she was thrown to the ground like a dirty rag with a "plop". Lin Sanjiu immediately turned over and sat up, enduring the pain, and turned her head.
The puppeteer was lowering his head slightly, expressionlessly wiping his fingertips with a white cotton handkerchief.
Behind him, the light and dark doll house turned into a normal-sized house again. In the living room, a "Puppet Master" and a "Lin Sanjiu" were standing side by side; in the hands of "Lin Sanjiu"'s doll, there was also
Carrying a wooden stick.
They stared motionless at the two people a few steps away from the dungeon, looking at their chances of being saved, completely out of reach.
Lin Sanjiu looked at the doll house and then at the puppet master.
There was no slight fluctuation or change in his skin, facial features, or even texture. Even the scattered black hair seemed to be caught in the wind. He didn't make a sound; but if you listen carefully, there seemed to be something in the distant world.
There is some kind of faint, blood-like buzzing, beating in the depths of the world.
Lin Sanjiu wiped her face. Her thoughts were stirred into a whirlpool, and she couldn't think of a single question to ask.
She just opened her mouth, and the puppet master suddenly raised his eyelids; Lin Sanjiu immediately closed his mouth again, and he lowered his eyes again. He had wiped the handkerchief twice, but he still didn't think it was clean enough.
.
...Since he doesn't want to say it, he won't say it.
She raised her hand again and covered half of her face with the back of her hand.
What finally broke the dead silence was the copy of the light and dark dollhouse coming from behind - with a sharp and angry cry, a child losing his temper, Lin Sanjiu was startled and turned his gaze towards it.
"She said it all!" The object of the boy's scream seemed to be the puppet master, "She said it herself, she wanted to stay, you can't do this, you are cheating!"
Lin Sanjiu was still sitting on the ground in a daze and glanced at the puppet master again.
Yes, she didn't finish her sentence. She could almost imagine how impatient and anxious the copy boy was when she said "I want to stay"; however, when she really
Before finishing these four words, the copy can't do anything - otherwise, theoretically speaking, how can we be sure that what she wants to say is not "I want to keep him"?
But... wasn't there almost no time when she spoke?
"In the entire doll house, you can only see the stairs when you stand in front of the wall entrance." The puppeteer said while slowly turning around.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the copies seemed to be startled, their angry screams were cut off, and they paused, as if they remembered that they shouldn't be frightened by an evolver - "She is mine! My doll!"
The puppet master seemed not to hear at all and walked towards the doll house. Lin Sanjiu jumped up hastily and shouted: "Don't leave, if the copy is triggered again..."
"When the dungeon starts, all rooms will expand and enlarge until the stairwell becomes a distant, inconspicuous detail."
Lin Sanjiu took a breath. Several doubts that she had not been able to understand just now were suddenly clear to her.
The puppeteer kept walking, taking one step after another, and said softly: "No matter how unfair the copy is, it cannot leave no clues or a way for others to survive... You did your best, when I stood at the entrance of the wall
When I was walking in front, every time I looked towards the stairs, the lights would go dark."
He didn't sound angry at all, and he wasn't worried about reactivating the copy. Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, and just when he didn't know whether to follow him, he heard the puppet master coldly say: "Don't
Follow me."
Lin Sanjiu stopped.
"I was on the second floor and you were on the first floor. Both floors looked exactly the same, including the stairwell... because there is a third floor and a basement in the dollhouse." While the puppeteer was talking, he had already walked to the living room of the dollhouse.
, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can press it against the wall. The two dolls still maintained their appearance and turned their heads towards him in a daze.
"I also thought that we were actually separated... So from the beginning, we were separated on two floors?" Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "No wonder I never felt the sway when the copy moved us.
Feeling...so I ruled out the possibility of substitution midway..."
When she finished speaking, she almost wanted to laugh.
The reason why the dungeon is so short is probably because they don't want to give people a chance to detect the trick. They found out too late. Only when the person entering the dungeon is a puppet master, the last one or two seconds can be a narrow escape.
first-line window.
The puppeteer gently raised a hand.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.
"It is not a copy in itself." He said softly without looking back, "It is a...'representation' created by the copy. Since it is a 'representation'...I think, maybe it can be erased"
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*I've been quite scared these past two days. Is it because the CP I wrote is too heavy and OOC? Why are everyone complaining about CP... I kind of want to go back and revise it (mainly from the puppet master's perspective).
In fact, it has been repaired a little)
*I have a very important test early tomorrow morning. It shouldn’t take long. If everything goes well and I come back early, there will be an update. If I can’t come back early... well...
*I have become obsessed with Korean cold noodles recently and have gained 1kg of weight.
*If we have to compare intelligence, these two people are evenly matched.