Lin Sanjiu did not expect that after going through all kinds of struggles, escaping and fighting, he finally defeated the group of Oasis and returned to the Black Stone Collection before the nightmare was completely gone.
It's hard to imagine that that battle just happened last night.
The night that melted and blew away so many people faded away from her life without leaving a trace; what now hangs over the Black Stone Collection seems to be nothing more than an ordinary dusk that has become commonplace in another world.
"...I really don't want to come back here."
Walking on the stone road of Black Rock Collection again, even Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable - the shadow left by Ouxius on her was too big; she couldn't help but want to look around and observe everyone walking by.
A human face, guessing which person is the body steward and when he will attack them.
“The Karma Museum is so big, there should be a second place to buy things, right?”
What's more, she also stole several small shrines containing the power of Karma from the Black Stone Collection... It is said that criminals will always return to the crime scene. Unexpectedly, this statement was confirmed by herself today.
"Because the vast majority of people have been gathering in vacancies that cannot be covered by the power of Karma, a Matthew effect has occurred." The gift bag seemed not to take it seriously, and replied: "According to the information I collected,
Several well-known energy suppliers have now moved their offices to Blackstone... Oh, that building should be not far ahead."
"Is there still an office at the end of the world?"
Han Suiping was dazzled along the way, but at this moment he was turned away by these three words, with a look of confusion on his face: "What will happen to the office if the tenant is gone? Who will pay the rent if the tenant is gone?"
"
It seems that Nv Yue has not often had the opportunity to stay in the Twelve Realms before, and this is her first time coming to the Karma Museum; most of her attention is actually focused on various novel things, and she still has a little left to protect herself.
As an experienced evolver, I coughed and said, "It's very troublesome to explain...you'll know it when you see it."
Yuan Xiangxi looked back at her. Nuyue blinked at him, and Yuan Xiangxi turned his head tolerantly.
Lin Sanjiu, who was walking among her companions, slowly exhaled a breath of slightly trembling air; she didn't know how many times this happened.
If she could, she just wanted the gift bag to sit on her arm and hold him in her arms like a kitten or puppy; unfortunately, she was not tall enough and the gift bag was not small enough, so all she could do was hold him tightly.
But after walking for a while, Lin Sanjiu had to force herself to let go of his hand, and even earned a look from the empty gift bag.
"It's a bit hot," Lin Sanjiu made a random excuse.
Gift Bao lowered his eyebrows and said "Oh".
...It seems that he didn't realize that he almost opened the "seed" twice when he held his hand just now.
Lin Sanjiu never had a clear thought of "putting away the gift bag", but her body seemed to be completely instinctive and subconsciously thirsty. When she met her relatives and companions, she wanted to use any means necessary.
Swallowing them all into her body - fortunately, she reacted in time both times and controlled herself in a cold sweat; but she could no longer trust her hand to hold the gift bag.
Letting go was the only thing she could force herself to do in her abnormal state at the moment.
"Sister," Li Bao stopped and took Lin Sanjiu's arm. "Are you still not feeling well?"
"Well," Lin Sanjiu wiped her face. "I'm fine. Maybe it's because the impact from last night was too great..."
She wrote lightly, not just because she didn't want to worry about the gift bag.
The only reason why Lin Sanjiu asked the Great Miko for help was because she suspected that she was affected by Yachiyanagi's ability. Now that the Great Miko has confirmed that there is no such external cause, she does not want anyone to solve her problem.
The problem is - anyone's "help" means that it may help her get out of this state.
Once she is out of her current situation, how can she hope to keep anyone?
If we don’t take action—if we don’t act quickly—
"Hey," Yuan Xiangxi called to the other two people who were still walking forward: "Where else are you going?"
"Eh?" Han Suiping turned his head and said in a daze, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Here we are," Ji Shanqing raised his hand and pointed behind him. "This is it."
Han Suiping cast his gaze behind several people, and stopped at the tall shadow at the end of the branch road. It seemed that it took him a while to finally digest that the shadow in front of him was actually a building, and he stammered:
"No, didn't you say you were going to an office building?"
"No one has said that." Ji Shan's green face showed a cool color without wind and waves, like the snow and fog covering the ice field, as if to keep them at a distance from him. "I said 'office'
'."
The rectangular bodies, as clear as black crystal, are each five or six meters high, as if they are some kind of foreign objects produced by aliens. They are high and low, suspended in layers in the air; there are also an occasional few standing silently on the branches.
In the open space at the end of the road, under the gradually thickening blue-purple sky, there was a quiet and dull light.
"What is this?" Han Suiping asked blankly.
"Office," Ji Shanqing replied in a tone of "why are you still asking nonsense," "Each cuboid is a room. What they form is naturally a building."
"What building?" Han Suiping kept up with the others, feeling a little stupid.
Nuyue seemed to want to ask too; she endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it anymore: "How do they... float?"
Ji Shanqing pointed at the night sky. Several people squinted their eyes; only when an occasional strong night wind blew by, would a tiny trace of light appear on the dark blue background.
Extremely light, silvery light like cicada silk.
"Can a single piece of cicada silk lift up so many rooms?" Han Suiping even seemed to want to back away, "What if it falls..."
"It would have fallen off a long time ago," Nu Yue pulled him, "Hurry up and leave."
Several people followed Ji Shanqing and walked into a black crystal cuboid standing on the ground. In the dark interior, Ji Shanqing whispered the name of an energy supplier to the screen——
Outside the dim translucent wall of Mo Lake, a black crystal cuboid that was originally suspended high in the air soon began to slowly descend, and within ten seconds, it connected with the crystal they were standing on.
In the "office" where you come down to receive people, the facilities are much more ordinary and friendly. There are even two waiting sofas when you enter the door.
Lin Sanjiu silently sat on the sofa with his companions.
The gift bag naturally leaned on her arm, and Han Suiping and Nu Yue's attention was distracted by questions one after another. It seemed that they were a little proud and a little impatient, explaining to them the "office"
"What on earth is it?" Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes while listening to the conversation of her companions.
The Grand Miko said that she was not affected by "other people's" abilities or items.
So that means...the source of this abnormality lies within oneself.
Even if she was unwilling to let others "help" her, Lin Sanjiu still wanted to know what happened; otherwise, how could she know what the second half of that never-ending thought was?
"Teacher Yi," she called in her mind.
Teacher Yi always takes shape when she needs it and communicates with her in the form of conscious representation; sometimes it is driven by Lin Sanjiu's subconscious, sometimes she needs to actively call, but as long as her consciousness is intact, Teacher Yi will never be absent.
——However, at this time, Lin Sanjiu screamed four or five times in a row, but there was still deathly silence in her mind.
It's like... when her consciousness is exhausted.
But her consciousness was obviously strong and normal, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of any reason why Teacher Yi would disappear.
"Teacher Yi?" She called again persistently. "Are you there? Help me see what's wrong...Teacher Yi?"
I don't know how many times he called, but a distant and shrill roar suddenly erupted from the depths of Lin Sanjiu's mind, as if a seriously injured wild wolf was howling injustice towards the sky.
The roar almost trembled from the blood-soaked vocal cords, as if they would all break after this sound. It took Lin Sanjiu a second or two to realize that... it was his own voice.
