When the rich sweetness was about to hit her throat, Lin Sanjiu held her breath suddenly, her stomach contracted tightly, and she forced herself to spit out all the water in one gulp.
There seemed to be a hint of sweetness on her tongue and in her throat; she coughed hard a few times, trying to clear the last bit of sugar water from her mouth - at this time, the gift bag happened to swallow a mouthful of sweet water with a "gudong" sound.
And Qing Jiuru was holding the cup, with water droplets on his face, and was looking at the old man Ke blankly.
He's also crazy——
Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell what she was feeling at this moment, so she waved her hand without looking back, and the glass flew out immediately, hitting the crazy son next to her, and smashed into pieces in the splashing sugar water.
Chuan—she took a breath and raised her eyebrows at Old Man Ke, with sweet water and saliva still hanging on her lips.
"Earth's food is highly poisonous to aliens, it's all highly poisonous, it's all highly toxic——"
Seeing that the plan failed, Old Man Ke immediately jumped up with incredible agility, as if he was reciting some exorcism scriptures; he took out pieces of broken bread from an unknown pocket and threw them at several people.
Throwing it over, he shouted: "Quick! Start beating!"
There was a creak on the wooden floor behind him, and the crazy son who had been sitting in the corner with his knees in his arms also stood up and revealed the bag in his hand - it turned out that he had been hiding a bag of rice in his arms.
He put one hand into the rice bag, and handfuls of rice were immediately spilled out; as soon as the rice fell to the ground, it was like a war horn sounded, and the door of the wooden house suddenly opened. The other three mental patients were standing
Outside, everyone was holding large bottles of soda that had been prepared for some time. After shouting, they unscrewed the bottle caps into the room.
These carbonated drinks had obviously been shaken violently beforehand, and they suddenly passed through the soda water column in the air. Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't completely avoid it. They immediately splashed and made several people wet.
...In front of me are faces that are flushed with excitement and madness; there are shouts of death in the ears, and the sound of stamping feet is loud, as if they are some kind of demons who will be scared away by the noise - even a bit ridiculous.
Standing in a mess in the rain of rice and bread, rather than being angry, Lin Sanjiu was full of helplessness and anxiety that made her want to sigh.
An inexplicable, faint disappointment made her feel bad for some reason. She squinted her eyes and looked at the excited and crazy son, and then at the crazy old man Ke. Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered that Qing Jiuliu just now
That's what he said - "They look completely different". Indeed, their facial features have no similarity at all.
...So, this is not a process of a father and his son surviving tenaciously.
This is an ending.
What she sees now is the ending of this group of people, their minds falling into darkness forever for the rest of their lives.
The rice hit their bodies, making their skin tingle slightly. Naturally, these foods did not cause any harm to them - they just made people feel irritated. With one hand, he held down Qingjiu Liu who had just jumped up, and Lin Sanjiu turned to signal to the two of them.
do not move.
The next second, with a soft sigh, her consciousness swept away from every corner of the wooden house.
As if they were hit on the head by some invisible weapon, this group of mental patients only had time to let out a few muffled groans before they fell down one after another. Drink bottles, rice bags, and food bags all rolled to the ground.
Everything stopped so suddenly, and when a dead silence quickly enveloped it, it felt as if their shouts were still echoing in the ears.
After a long while, Qing Jiuru suddenly broke the silence, cursed "****" in a low voice, and fell back on the chair almost dejectedly.
His clothes were stained by the drink in large areas and stuck to his body; his skin and hair were also covered with rice grains and crumbs, and he looked terribly miserable. Not only Qing Jiuliu, but also Lin Sanjiu
The same mess, not much better - only the gift bag that drank half a glass of water nonchalantly. Perhaps it looked "finished" in the eyes of the mentally ill, so it suffered the least attacks.
"It's amazing," Ji Shanqing suddenly muttered, looking at the unconscious old man Ke on the ground and said: "...he is obviously insane, but he is still more or less aware of the truth of this world; and...
It’s unimaginable that after they saw us, they came up with this scheme according to circumstances.”
Lin Sanjiu had a calm face and said nothing.
A few of them suddenly broke into the camping area last night, and they could be said to be uninvited guests. At first, Old Man Ke made it clear that he did not want to deal with them anymore, and his mind was very clear - but no matter what -
Lin Sanjiu raised her hand to wipe the soda on her face and whispered, "I was acting out of emotion."
Libao and Qingjiuru raised their eyes.
"I saw him as a father... taking care of mentally ill people..." Lin Sanjiu just said these two incoherent words and then stopped. He didn't say any more. He sighed and raised his hand to rub it.
Rub your temples.
People are like this, they always believe what they want to believe.
"I was also wrong," Libao said a bit unbearably, "When he was pouring water, I noticed that there were no needle holes in his arm... but I just thought that his needle might have been injected somewhere else -"
He was only halfway through his words when he stopped when Qingjiureu suddenly bent down; the latter took out something from old man Ke's trouser pocket - he opened the small wallet and looked at it, he "sneered"
With a groan, he threw it on the table.
"...a document issued before the end of the world. According to the age on it, this guy is only forty years old this year," Qingjiuru tilted his head and looked at the old man, "...in order to gain the trust of the 'alien'
, and ruined himself into this... he is really a psychopath."
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and spit it out again.
"Forget it, let's go," she said, not wanting to see the man lying on the ground, so she walked out of the wooden house.
"Where are these people?"
"It won't take long for them to wake up, let them be." Lin Sanjiu walked past the unconscious person and walked into the open space of the camping area, feeling a little depressed. "...Since they lived well here before,
, I think I can continue to live in the future.”
"As long as they stop plotting against the evolvers," Qingjiuru said half mockingly, half lazily. "The next person who gets sprayed with coke will not have such a good temper like us."
After returning to the wooden house and checking on the great witch, Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief: These mentally ill patients probably saw that she was sleeping so much that they didn't take her as a target and simply left her in the room and ignored her.
The faucets in the camping area could still produce water. Before leaving, the few people simply changed out of their sticky and sweet clothes and threw them away, and scrubbed themselves with clean water - the water was cold, and as soon as it was poured on their heads, Lin Sanjiu was
I couldn't help but shudder.
"Anyway, the most important thing now is to find the visa officer as soon as possible. We don't know when the great witch will teleport away..." Ten minutes later, Lin Sanjiu said a little seriously.
The three people, whose hair was still wet, were ready to set off.
Lin Sanjiu carried the Great Miko and the gift bag, carrying the wheelchair, and walked down the steps at the door of the wooden house; Qingjiu Liu still followed limply as if he had no bones - but he suddenly said "Huh?"
Stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Look."
Following the direction of his finger, Lin Sanjiu turned her head and happened to see a face in the wooden house not far away that shrank behind the window - only then did she remember that, not counting the old man Ke's "father and son",
Only three lunatics fell outside the wooden house; according to Old Man Ke, there should be one left.
"Don't worry about him," Libao turned his head away in disgust, "Let's go."
Naturally, the other two people had no objection. After placing the witch on the wheelchair, Lin Sanjiu turned around and walked out - but what they didn't expect was that the door of the wooden house behind them suddenly opened with a creak.
The face that had avoided Lin Sanjiu's gaze just now was cautiously peeking out from the crack of the door. It could be seen that this was a man. When he found that several people had turned around again, he immediately shrank.
For a moment.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, not caring about the mental patient at all, and turned to leave.
The next second, the voice from behind stopped her steps.
"Um... you are evolvers, right?"
The man's voice was low, as if he was afraid of waking up the people on the ground: "You didn't accidentally eat anything, did you?"
The three of them looked at each other, and they were all suspicious of each other.
The man swallowed his saliva and saw that none of them answered, as if he was caught in some kind of battle between heaven and man. After a while, he made up his mind, pushed the door wider, and walked out sideways.
Almost every evolver in this world is skinny; this person is especially so, he is obviously wearing a pair of tight jeans, but the trousers are hanging on his legs like pockets.
"You guys... just take me away." Even though he has become so thin, the man's face is still round and big, as if a plate is fixed on a stick: "I can't stay here any longer."
"Are you not crazy?" Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes - she was like a frightened bird now, really not sure who was crazy and who was not.
"No, I've never eaten anything," the big-faced man quickly shook his head, "When they usually give me food, I chew it up and then spit it out secretly."
Probably seeing the disbelief on the faces of a few people, he hurriedly took out a palm-sized, toy-like silver trash can from his trouser pocket. "Look, this is one of my special items... as long as the size is
It’s enough to fit through the mouth of the bucket, so it won’t be a problem to dispose of as much garbage as you want, and you can throw away as much as you want.”
While talking, he picked up a few pebbles from the ground and threw them in - only to hear a thud, and when he turned the trash can over again, it was indeed empty, with nothing left in it.
The expressions of Lin Sanjiu and the others suddenly relaxed a little, and then became tense again.
"Then," Lin Sanjiu stared at him coldly, "you are an evolver."
"That's right," the big-faced man said hurriedly.
"How did you get in here? They didn't treat you as an alien?"
"It's a long story," the big-faced man sighed. "I came here with a companion—here, it's him."
Having said this, he actually turned back and pointed at the unconscious puppy on the ground: "He was also an evolver..."
"What happened?" Libao couldn't help but ask.
"The two of us came here last month. Because there are only three months until the teleportation, we plan to find a place where no one is and stay there until the end - I don't want to stay in this ghost world for one more second.
- ended up meeting this old man and another mentally ill person in the camping area."
Lin Sanjiu frowned and noticed that he said "one".
"Although they were crazy and silly at that time, they were very docile and quiet - they didn't talk much, and they didn't show much attention. Once, as a joke, we asked them to sweep the floor, but they actually did it... Later,
Well, we just sent them to do chores." The big-faced man said this without any embarrassment: "The result was similar to what happened to you, they actually secretly put sugar in the water cup - if it hadn't been for the puppy first
I drank it in one step and discovered something was wrong, and I was afraid that I would also fall into the trap - you think, who would have thought of this!"
"But for some reason, after the puppy also went crazy, I didn't run away... I stayed and pretended to be crazy, and listened to the old man telling us every day how many extraterrestrials there were in the world.
Humans, only food from the earth can purify aliens and turn them back into earthlings."
"What's the reason?" Libao raised an eyebrow.
The big-faced man paused, smiled slyly at them, and did not answer directly.
"...Then two more evolved people came. They had exactly the same experience as you, but they were not as lucky as you and became one of the lunatics in this camping area - eh, they were attacking you just now."
Hearing this, Lin Sanjiu's face darkened.
"You clearly knew they were harming people," she said slowly, "...why didn't you warn them in advance?"
"I don't dare." The big-faced man replied simply.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"Honestly, I don't know what the purpose of the evolvers who came later is." He spread his hands, his expression was frank and rogue: "Including you... Who knows what you are here for? Is there any malice? I'll trade it.
If you show your head rashly, if you are caught by an evolutionist instead, you might as well pretend to be a lunatic."
What he said was justified, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but picture a scene in Lin Sanjiu's mind: a big-faced man huddled in a corner, understanding everything, quietly watching the unsuspecting evolvers drink.
Add sugar to the water.
Although he nodded slowly, Lin Sanjiu's expression did not look much better.
"...Then why are you coming out again now?"
"I have been observing you for a long time. After you knocked them unconscious, you will leave immediately." The big-faced man chuckled: "... If you don't kill people, it means you have a good mind. If you leave immediately, it means you have no other purpose; if you don't, it means you have no other purpose.
Hurry up and follow you, I don’t know if I have to wait until the end of the Year of the Monkey.”
Lin Sanjiu stared at him for a while, then slowly smiled: "So that's it."
"That's right, let's go together so we can get some company," the big-faced man saw her smile, breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few steps closer, "Ah, I haven't had time to introduce myself yet, so you call me Carrot.
That’s fine.”
This is definitely not his real name, but judging from his appearance, it seems that he has no intention of telling anyone his real name.
Lin Sanjiu looked back - Gift Bao also cast a look at her; Qingjiu Liu looked impatient, as if she didn't even want to listen - as soon as the three people's eyes met, she almost
A decision was made immediately.
"Sorry, we have to take care of patients. It's not convenient to take others with us." When she said this, she felt like an examiner who rejected the interviewer: "You'd better go by yourself."
But then, a confident smile appeared on Luo Luo's face - she suddenly felt that the other person no longer looked like an interviewer.
Because Luo Bao seemed to be completely confident that Lin Sanjiu and his party would accept him.
"Really? Don't you think about it?" He said, slowly extending his palms, "I just heard you say that you were looking for a visa officer."
On his palm, a visa with the words "Olympic" written on it quickly took shape.
(Thank you kingaslan for the Heshi Bi, thank you for your support! And Jiangjiang, another Bi came to me before I got on the plane, which made me a little scared... The list of thanks is in the speech, and it can be read on the computer)