In the process of walking up from the 16th floor, Lin Sanjiu and his party never saw anyone else from the "sleeping room" - except for the bat-like predator and the black-haired woman, everyone else seemed to take advantage of the situation.
They ran away when the great miko's power disappeared.
After being delayed for such a while, I don't know what the situation of the great witch is now; the force field she set has long since disappeared, and the group of people arrived at the fire escape door on the top floor smoothly.
"Qingjiure and I will go in first," the old hen pushed her wings against the door, turned around and whispered to the gift bag: "You walk behind, little by little, and remember, try not to make any noise."
The sofa and the red panda let out a reluctant grunt at the same time.
"I have to go back to the room first," the red panda said hopefully, "and get my mermaid, so that I can fight... You see, then I won't go with you?"
The old hen looked at him carefully, her serious black eyes shining with disapproval, as if to confirm whether he was joking.
"No." Lin Sanjiu bit off his hope and swept the red panda into the door with his wings: "...The power of that special item is mostly determined by the beauty of the holder.
; Look at your appearance, even if you go back and get it now, it won't be able to exert much power - not to mention, you are actually just an alcoholic."
Seeing that Qing Jiuru couldn't answer a word, he walked away for a distance dejectedly. The blue floral sofa also turned sideways and squeezed in. Fortunately, every floor in the hotel was covered with thick carpets.
When Ji Shanqing relied entirely on his own strength to drag himself along the ground, he barely made any noise.
"Fortunately, the abilities produced by the collars are not exactly the same. We managed to confuse the predator just now," Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice as if this topic was brought up, with a hint of fear.
: "...after all, the appearance of an old hen is not beautiful."
The other two people looked at each other - it doesn't matter whether it looks beautiful or not. After all, [Fantastic Creatures Exhibition Exhibit #12] is a special item that requires beauty and singing to seduce people's hearts; but Lin Sanjiu can completely rely on destroying the dead and destroying the dead.
The sound of the voice broke the predator's mental state... Of course, no one said this out loud.
After entering the floor, out of caution, several people became completely quiet.
The ceiling of the penthouse suite is more like the ceiling of a European church; when you look up, it seems to be able to hang people's eyes and breath together under the smooth curved geometry. Even if it has been eroded by the apocalypse for more than two years
, its former splendor and luxury have still vaguely retained its soul, just like the fragrance that lingers in the room after a beauty leaves.
In the center of the floor is a huge indoor swimming pool - the water has naturally dried up long ago, revealing the stained Mediterranean blue tiles. The skylight falling from the skylight dyes the entire perimeter of the swimming pool with a bright line.
On the side; standing reservedly in the shadow behind the skylight is the presidential suite.
"She lives so well by herself," Qing Jiuliu muttered, and followed Lin Sanjiu's careful steps to the door of the room with the word "aladdin" written in small golden letters - Ji Shanqing had long been beaten by them because of his slow speed.
He was left far behind, and he was still advancing noisily in the corridor.
Stretching out a chicken paw, Lin Sanjiu pushed the door halfway open and put her head in to take a look.
Although she had stayed in a five-star hotel before, she had never been exposed to a presidential suite. When she looked in from the door, she immediately knew that she was naive. Judging from the entrance and part of the living room exposed, this suite cost at least two hundred dollars.
It's more than square meters, and if you don't know where the great witch is sleeping, you can't even hope to find anyone unless you walk in.
After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu and Qing Jiuliu looked at each other and walked into the presidential suite - without any support, the two unexpectedly heavy mahogany doors slowly and silently closed behind them.
superior.
After about five or six minutes, the mahogany door was opened again.
"Let's go to the next room and have a look." It was obvious that the search here found nothing. The huge old hen walked out of the door and told the red panda at his feet.
Looking up, the blue cloth sofa representing Ji Shanqing was still far behind, and was still moving forward with great pains - the two of them greeted him, then turned around and walked to the next room.
.
It is said to be the next room, but it is actually located on another loft separated by the hollowing out of the entire floor. It even has a separate elevator; the two presidential suites are like being separated by one floor - of course, this design also
It took a lot of detours for Lin Sanjiu.
Only ten minutes later, when they came out of the second suite, a look of doubt could be vaguely seen on the face of the hen.
"It's strange," Lin Sanjiu made a series of gurgling noises in her throat, "How come the great witch is so picky about people not sleeping in the suite?"
"Who knows, maybe he hid because he was worried about her precautions." The red panda was obviously not very interested.
"...We won't be late, right?"
"If you are worried, search the first room carefully again." Qingjiuru suggested.
They had searched the second room thoroughly, but there was no trace of the great witch anywhere - in fact, it seemed that no one had lived in this suite for a long time, so Lin Sanjiu broke the door lock first before entering.
In contrast, it is more likely that the "aladdin" suite, whose door lock has been broken once, is more likely.
It can be said that Lin Sanjiu is very experienced in this kind of thing where friends are lost everywhere; she walked back to the first suite full of confusion and frustration, opened the door and rushed out again.
Go in. This time the red panda was more active and jumped in - because during the search just now, he found that there was a wine cabinet in the presidential suite.
This time, after the mahogany door closed, nearly twenty minutes were spent in silence.
What finally broke the silence was the faint sound coming from behind the door, getting closer and closer; it didn't sound like human footsteps, but "tapping", and you knew it was made by huge chicken feet.
When the sound of claws finally came to the door, the mahogany door was pulled in, revealing the old hen's furious pair of black beans: "No one can be found, and you still drink-"
The lesson she originally planned to pour on Qing Jiuru's head was stuck in her throat when her eyes fell on the corridor.
Qingjiu Liu let out a "burp" and raised his hazy black eyes. The next second, his eyes suddenly widened.
A thin figure with a hunched back and a cane was standing on the other side of the central swimming pool - as if she had just realized that someone was behind her, she slowly turned around.
She was wearing a green cloth shirt and fat black trousers. She looked like an ordinary old lady no matter how she looked - except for that face.
"You guys came a little early," she smacked her tongue, and her two thick catfish-like lips rolled up slowly a few times. A dry and hoarse sound came from the layers of skin hanging down like dead tree bark.
The sound reminded people of wood that was burned and then hollowed out for no reason: "...I have no choice but to tease you for a while."
What does she mean...?
Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes and secretly screamed something bad.
Her biggest reliance at this time, the Pygmalion Collar, had been consumed by the bat-like man; but what concerned her even more was the strange appearance of this old woman.
It’s ugly, forget it, mainly because...
She has never seen such a "vague" human being.
Lin Sanjiu stared at her twice, quickly turned her eyes away, and then quickly turned back - even if she didn't want to, she couldn't stare directly at the old woman.
...When I looked closer, I realized that the old woman was like a superposition of countless images with extremely poor pixels. Not only the color and appearance were very blurry; if you look closely, there seemed to be countless layers around the edges of her body.
, layer by layer, it becomes dizzy, and it can even make people feel seasick after looking at it for a long time.
The old woman grinned her lips - when she had no expression, those lips looked as if they were about to hang down to her chest; as she raised her hands, the old woman's entire upper body became blurred.
There was a blurry image on the ground, just like the image when the signal is not good.
Lin Sanjiu's heart trembled, and just as he was about to call out [Protective Force Field], his body suddenly shook and he stared at the old woman's fingertips.
"Then, what is that?" Qingjiureu's murmuring voice sounded at his feet.
... From the air at the old woman's fingertips, several neat rows of subtitles floated up almost in the blink of an eye; each word was of an almost transparent light color, and it seemed as if the air was folded.
The shadow is the same. If the distance wasn't too far away at this time, I might not be able to see it at all.
"Didn't I tell you that you guys came a little early?"
A voice like a hollowed-out dead wood came out of the old woman's mouth flatly: "I have no choice. I have to keep you busy for a while until the correct option comes out."
What is this mess?
Lin Sanjiu quickly glanced at the rows of subtitles facing away from her - although she couldn't see what was written for a moment, she knew she could not let the old woman succeed; without saying a word, the huge hen stood at the feet of
As soon as he jumped, he rushed forward with a wave of consciousness.
Regarding this menacing giant hen across the swimming pool, the old woman didn't even raise her eyelids, as if she didn't pay attention at all; when her fingers quickly clicked on the two rows of text, she had an old face.
It has been obscured by the shadow cast by Lin Sanjiu.
"When you breathe air, you will suffer from depression." The old woman raised her head, which was like a million shadows superimposed, and finished this sentence quickly just as the chicken wings were about to touch her.
With a "bang", Lin Sanjiu suddenly fell from the air - the tips of her wings were just about to scratch the old woman's body, but they suddenly turned into human arms; when she fell
At that time, she looked like an ordinary person without any combat power at all - she neither adjusted her posture nor protected her head and face. The sound when she hit the ground hard made people gasp.
Cool air.
The red panda stared blankly at Lin Sanjiu, who suddenly returned to human form, speechless for a moment.
Lin Sanjiu turned her back to it, got up from the ground with sluggish movements, sat on the ground, lowered her head, and did not move at all.
"Hey..." Qingjiuli couldn't help but ran forward two steps, then stood still. "Lin Sanjiu! You can't really be depressed, are you?"
This was different from ordinary depression - even though he said this, he knew very well that since the old woman had said this, Lin Sanjiu must have been suffering from depression.
She said that her group would change species, didn't they really change? Although it seems that only one effect can be maintained on the same object at a time, the old woman's words are indeed...
Thinking of this, the red panda suddenly narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and rushed towards where the old woman was. As soon as he moved, Lin Sanjiu stood up; as if no one wanted to see it, she avoided it.
He walked aside silently, turned into a dark corner and sat down.
The little white fangs of the red panda were already exposed; just when he was about to pounce on the old woman, the other woman suddenly bent down and pressed him accurately with a vague and loose-skinned hand.
on the ground.
"Don't you also want to regain your human body?" The old woman chuckled, and let the red panda flapping back and forth under her palm for a while, then grabbed the back of the neck and shook her hand, throwing Qingjiu far away: "...
My abilities cannot be wasted like this."
Qingjiu Liu got up from the ground panting and glanced at Lin Sanjiu in the far corner on the right. If it had been in the past, she would have cursed others with hatred; but now...
However, the reason why he took the risk and rushed closer just now was not just to restore his body.
Qingjiureu didn't turn his head to the left - what he least wanted the old woman to realize now was what was on the left.
"Your subtitles," he gasped, drawing the old woman's gaze to him: "Although it is backwards, I can see it clearly. One row is 'Conditions', and the other row is 'Consequences', two directories.
There are at least four or five options below... I’ve seen them all.”
"'When you breathe' is the one you choose from the condition column, and 'suffering from depression' is the one you choose from the consequence column -" He paused and snorted: "You
This ability is quite weird, what’s its name?”
"So what if I know," the old woman replied slowly, walking towards the left side of the red panda. "It doesn't hurt to tell you. The name of this ability is [Concept Collision], remember it."
After that, as if she was tired from standing, she slowly sat down on a blue floral sofa and let out a long breath.
(I always write the serial number incorrectly, and I feel tired...Thank you to everyone who gave me rewards and monthly tickets. I will move back to my comments from tomorrow! By the way, what do you think about the anti-theft stamp...)