489 Lin Sanjiu and the old woman are the same kind of people?
...The air immediately fell silent, and a few long seconds passed in shock.
The carpet was empty, and not even a single mark was left where the pair of black cloth shoes had been stepped on.
Looking at the way the old woman was stretched and sucked up just now, it seemed like she should be sticking to the ceiling at this time; but when she looked up, the ceiling was naturally empty: a big living person had actually appeared from this floor in the blink of an eye.
Disappeared.
Qingjiuru blinked, and his long eyelashes flickered a few times.
If it weren't for the fact that his body below the neck was still as unconscious as a stone, he might have thought that he had just had a dream... With confusion, he turned his eyes in the direction of Ji Shanqing, and then he was startled.
At this time, Libao was staring at Chao Qingjiu Liu with a look of disbelief on his face. He opened his lips and was about to say something, but he suddenly suffered a blow in the stomach - a surprised expression had not yet fully emerged.
, he immediately wrinkled his face in pain.
Qingjiuru suddenly became excited and turned his head sharply.
Not far behind him, Lin Sanjiu was standing next to the handrail of the swimming pool, pinching her nose with one hand and holding a card in the other. She pursed her lips tightly, as if she was afraid of leaking anything.
In the air, his face flushed, and veins appeared on his forehead.
It was obvious that she had been holding her breath for a while.
"Are you recovered?" Qingjiuru blurted out immediately.
"You will suffer from depression when you breathe", so logically speaking, if you don't breathe, you should be able to temporarily get rid of the influence of depression - but even if he can figure this out, he still has a lot of questions: "This...
...What is going on? Since you have thought of this method, why are you recovering now? And...where is that old woman?"
Lin Sanjiu pinched her nose and shook her head vigorously, not knowing what she meant. She threw her pen and paper on the ground with her hand, and nodded a few times in the direction of the corridor, then moved her hand in front of her face.
A few laps.
Qingjiuru looked at her in confusion. Although he still didn't understand the situation, the atmosphere had quietly relaxed a lot.
Even for an evolved person, he can't last long without being able to breathe, so every second is very painful and precious. Lin Sanjiu obviously doesn't believe that she can open her mouth to speak without inhaling air - she quickly speaks again
She pointed to the corridor and circled around her face desperately; this time, she even made a blushing face and covered her mouth with her hand.
Qingjiuru was tired from lifting his neck, so he simply lay down on the floor - he looked like a dog watching humans do stupid things, still looking blank.
The veins on Lin Sanjiu's forehead jumped a few times - just when she was secretly anxious, the gift bag finally said "ah" and finally saved her: "I understand!"
Before Qingjiu Liu could turn around and ask, the gift bags rushed into the corridor and shouted: "Ji Tu! Ci Tu, come in!"
There was a pause in the corridor, and a voice came: "...I won't come in."
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, as if trying desperately to control herself.
"Come in! It's okay now, I won't lie to you!"
"Is everything okay?" Citu muttered a few words in a low voice, as if asking the communication box for his opinion; after a few seconds, he raised his voice and asked: "Where is the old woman?"
The gift bag got stuck in the shell and he avoided answering: "Don't worry, it's safe now! Come in quickly, we need your help."
...After a moment that seemed as long as ten years, a pair of bright yellow eyes cautiously popped out from behind the corner of the corridor. His eyes turned left and right, and there was no sign of the old woman anywhere. Finally, he slowly turned around again.
He stood tall, revealing a long face full of suspicion.
"What help?"
"Go and cover my sister's nose and mouth, that's Lin Daqiang, to prevent her from breathing." Libao said quickly.
Qingjiuru also reacted at this time and quickly added: "If you still want to fight with her, at least wait until-"
Ci Tu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, feeling a little embarrassed: "Oh no, that's actually a misunderstanding. She can still continue to be a candidate."
"Okay, whatever it takes is fine, hurry up..." Before the gift bag could finish his sentence, he was hit again.
Citu frowned and glanced at Lin Sanjiu, obviously still not wanting to walk in; after thinking about it, he suddenly waved his hand in her direction - as if he felt something, Lin Sanjiu quickly put his hand down
Almost immediately, there were dents on the skin of her face that had been pressed down by something, and the tip of her nose was flattened a bit.
"This is the tip of the [Shy Python] tail," Citu explained to the other two people, "I didn't use too much force."
Lin Sanjiu seemed to finally feel at ease, and hurriedly rushed to the paper and pen; she held a card in her left hand, pressing the paper, and quickly scrawled line after line with her right hand. She was so anxious that the tip of the pen even touched the paper.
It was scratched in several places.
After finishing writing a paragraph, Lin Sanjiu stretched out his arms, approached Qing Jiuliu, and pushed out the paper and card together.
"...I heard you say that one of her consequences was 'schizophrenia'. Does that mean she caused the end of the world? So I took the risk and gave it a try." Qingjiuru read this and raised his eyes.
Looking at Ji Shanqing, seeing the latter's serious face, he turned around and said: "Hey, the gift package said that the old lady must see the target with her own eyes before she can activate it, so she shouldn't... Ah, okay, okay, I'll continue reading.
.”
He put his chin on the note, like a greedy snake that couldn't move.
"I just called out the [Nostradamus Card] - it is specially designed to absorb the doomsday elements - if the old lady does create the doomsday, then I may be able to use this card to put her away."
...After reading this, Qing Jiuli's voice paused, and he stared at the second half of the sentence that penetrated the back of the paper: "I didn't expect that she was really taken away by me!"
This messy and scrawled sentence was followed by a big exclamation mark; when Lin Sanjiu wrote this sentence, his mood was obviously very unstable - the color of the exclamation mark was so dark that it was almost shocking.
Qingjiuru slowly looked up at the card next to the note, his mouth open; the battery icon now showed "23%".
...the old woman is in this card?
None of them could speak for a while. The air was so quiet that one could hear their breathing. Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the "Nostradamus Card". For a long time, no one made a sound.
Lin Sanjiu grabbed the note, scribbled another paragraph, and pushed it back expressionlessly again - her face was now wrapped by the snake's tail, and her face was pressed flat.
Even if you want to make expressions, it's difficult and you can only communicate through text.
"What does she have to see with her own eyes? Didn't you first suspect that she created the apocalypse?"
After Qing Jiuli finished reading, he remembered that he had lowered his voice when talking to Ji Shanqing; and Lin Sanjiu, who was standing far away, was still immersed in the influence of depression at that time, so he must have happened not to hear it.
.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a heavy breath - luckily she didn't hear it!
"There are indeed doubts here, but now it is clear that the end of this world is indeed man-made." Qingjiuru couldn't help but glance at the card again and asked: "Don't worry about this for now... Didn't you tell me,
Can't you turn a living creature into a card?"
"Since she can be collected by the card," the gift bag on the side suddenly said, "it means that she is not alive!"
Lin Sanjiu subconsciously wanted to nod, but couldn't move her neck. Then she remembered that the python was still wrapped around her face, so she had to quickly blink her exposed eyes.
"This is all right," Li Bao said breathlessly, "There are so many things wrong with the old lady. When she sat on me, I could hardly feel her weight and body temperature - and, which living thing
Can a person be captured like that and still not die?"
"If she's not a living person, then what is she? A fallen species?"
At some point, Ci Tu also walked over from behind the corner. He was still holding the communication box in his hand. The interested face of No. 46 was shining on the low-pixel screen.
If anyone here could guess what the old woman was, it would probably be Lin Sanjiu.
After all, she had been something similar to that old woman once at Kisaragi Station.
In fact, the moment the old woman was absorbed by the card, Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at the card in his hand, and a vague suspicion came to his mind.
... This old woman is not something someone constructed with consciousness, right?
Now that I think about it carefully, this guess is not impossible.
First of all, the old woman must meet the two conditions of "non-living creature" and "doomsday factor" at the same time before she can be absorbed by the [Nostradamus Card]; in this regard, the soul family is a good counterexample.
.
The doomsday factor is already obvious, and it must be the evolutionary ability she has shown; then, what "non-living creature" can possess the evolutionary ability of an evolver?
Although Lin Sanjiu, who was a conscious body, could not use her evolutionary abilities when she was at Ruyue Station, it was basically because her abilities were based on the physical body; once the physical foundation changes, whether she becomes a conscious body or a physical body,
When she becomes an old hen, all her abilities are disabled.
But what if someone’s evolutionary abilities were completely decoupled from their physical body?
Once you think of this, the rest becomes logical: the old woman's [Concept Collision] is actually the ability of the master behind her, not her own - the image of the "old woman" itself is probably just a created consciousness
body.
And unlike Lin Sanjiu in Ruyue Station, the consciousness of the "old woman" has obviously been carefully constructed: she is like a motor vehicle on the battlefield, with almost all the parts that can be discarded.
Just to carry the most powerful weapon.
What worries Lin Sanjiu the most is that after being absorbed by such a big person as the old woman, she only occupies 23% of the card's capacity - does this mean that the consciousness that makes up the old woman is actually only a tiny bit?
In other words, after an instigator turned everyone in the world into madmen, he sent an image he constructed with a ray of consciousness and returned here again...
All kinds of thoughts flowed through Lin Sanjiu's brain like a stream. Although she still had many questions, her thoughts were finally interrupted by the look from No. 46.
Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyelids and did not write down what she had just thought. She just wrote on the paper: "No, I have to breathe."
It was true: if she didn't breathe, she felt like her brain was going to explode.
As Ci Tu waved his hand, [Shy Python] quickly moved its tail away, and Lin Sanjiu immediately gasped for air; when the fresh air flowed into his chest, the cool and refreshing feeling of happiness could not last long.
, her expression soon became noticeably gloomy again, and her expression became stiff.
The "depression" imposed on her by the old woman was at a stage where she was very serious and was only a few steps away from death. Therefore, when the depression returned, Lin Sanjiu's thoughts immediately sluggished as if a heavy weight had fallen on her.
He became heavy and just looked at his hands blankly. For a moment, he even forgot about the question he just thought about.
Seeing that her face gradually stopped turning red, she looked like she wanted to hide away immediately; [Shy Python] immediately wrapped itself around Lin Sanjiu's nose and mouth again, and dragged her back.
A few steps.
After his breathing stopped, nearly a minute passed before Lin Sanjiu picked up the pen again.
"Why didn't you get up and stop breathing earlier?" Qingjiuru asked with a blank expression.
"Because my depression is so severe, I can't even think of helping myself," Lin Sanjiu wrote with her head lowered. "Although I thought that I would not have depression if I didn't breathe, I couldn't even do such a simple thing."
Can't do it."
"and you--"
"Then the old woman doesn't want me to commit suicide?" She quickly left lines of ink on the paper with a pen: "I just thought, then I might as well die in this way; if the depression disappears, that's it.
If it doesn't disappear, I'll just die - when I can't hold it in any longer, I'm already planning to jump into the water."
Li Bao took a breath.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, then reached out and touched the [Nostradamus Card] on the ground, and wrote on the paper: "...the doomsday elements absorbed by this card can be released by me again.
; Maybe I can use this method to replace the effects on all of us."
When Qingjiu Liu read this sentence, Libao almost cried - after being beaten for so long, his nose and face were already so bruised and swollen that he couldn't stand it; he couldn't even stay still, he could only look like a
Like a ball, it rolled over and over again - when he heard that there was hope, his eyes immediately turned red.
Lin Sanjiu didn't waste any more time and pinched the [Nostradamus Card].
As soon as her mind moved, two rows of identical subtitles appeared in the air next to her finger.
When Ji Shanqing and Qing Jiuliu saw these two rows of subtitles, they both breathed a sigh of relief and smiled - maybe they were lucky, and some of the subtitles that came out for the first time were not very serious.
Consequences; such as "hungry", "sleeping for three days", etc.
"Sister, sister, give it to me first, give it to me first!" The gift bag fell to the ground after being hit for a while. His eyes glanced at the subtitles, and he jumped up again: "I'm going crazy!"
Lin Sanjiu sighed in her heart, randomly selected a condition and clicked it twice quickly; as soon as her fingers fell, the gift bag's ear-length hair suddenly grew slowly, and smoothly and obediently dropped down to her chest - this
Suddenly, he looked like a little girl.
Ji Shanqing was stunned, as if he still didn't believe it, and waited warily for a while. When he was sure that the inexplicable force finally stopped hitting him, his face lit up - but when he raised his head again,
I found that Lin Sanjiu's eyebrows furrowed tightly and the subtitles disappeared from the air.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Sanjiu slowly raised his hand and showed the [Nostradamus Card] to them. The number on that battery had suddenly dropped from 23% to 16%.
When Ci Tu, who was watching the excitement on the side, had not yet reacted, No. 46 in the communication box let out an "oops".
"Oops." Lin Sanjiu grabbed a pen and paper and wrote, "...Every time you cast [Concept Collision], 7% will be consumed from the card. This means that one of the four of us cannot recover."
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