Now, Lin Sanjiu was certain that those data entities had indeed manipulated this copy.
After the initial voice from the potato chip tube disappeared, the shelf full of puffed food fell silent. In the dim light, the bearded old man on the potato chip tube, the smiling spokesman, the leopard eating corn sticks...
...row after row, countless neat faces, all looking at her silently.
"What is the right potato chip?"
Just for a moment, when Lin Sanjiu turned her eyes again, she couldn't tell which potato chip tube was holding her just now. She scanned the shelves over and over again, feeling like a madman.
He asked in a loud voice: "Tell me, how should I look for it?"
The shelves were quiet and there was no response.
Those data bodies obviously deleted all the "rule introduction" parts, but after thinking about it, the copy itself still ran according to the same rules. In this way, Lin Sanjiu felt like he had taken an inexplicable exam: all the questions were blacked out.
, but she had to write down the correct answer.
After thinking about it, she carefully lifted the shopping basket and gently touched a bag of corn strips with its corner.
She deliberately didn't touch the potato chips, just to see the consequences of choosing a wrong answer - the corn strips shook slightly, and the packaging bag was dented, and then became full again. After waiting quietly for a few seconds, unexpectedly,
Nothing happened.
Could it be said that even if you encounter the wrong snack, it will be fine as long as it is not put in the shopping basket?
Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, then finally squatted down, gently stretched out his hand, and poked a corn chip with a rooster on the outside.
The bag clattered, and she hurriedly retracted her hand and looked up nervously, but the shelves soon fell silent again.
...it seems like she was right.
Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and became more courageous - she glanced at the shelves and looked at them row by row. These puffed foods were all covered with a layer of dust and even the color was dim. Apparently they didn't know that they had been put away.
How long.
Correct...does it mean unexpired?
She stared blankly at the shelves in front of her and thought to herself.
If that's the case, you have to first figure out what today's date is in this store, and then compare it with the production date on the packaging bag - wait, isn't this too simple?
Because all her actions could only be done through blindness, she suddenly became a little suspicious.
But she still decided to give it a try. There was a magazine at the cashier, and it should be the latest issue. As soon as Lin Sanjiu stood up, her movements suddenly stopped.
She slowly lowered her head again.
Just like any ordinary store, there is more than one product on display, and usually there are at least several packages, neatly occupying a small section of the shelf. The same is true on the shelf she just tried -
Black and red packaging bags were arranged one after another on the shelf below. There was a big rooster on each bag, showing an identical profile smiling at Lin Sanjiu.
...Only one rooster on the bag was facing Lin Sanjiu. Its enlarged beak was pressed against the bag, as if it was trying to get out of the painting just now.
It was the package she touched just now.
Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked at another package of corn bars - the one she bumped with the basket. On the package, the cartoon leopard was still fine, bulging with its countless colleagues.
There is nothing unusual about the cheeks.
If I touch it again, I wonder what will happen?
Thinking so, Lin Sanjiu did not reach out to the bag of corn chips again. The prompt just now made it very clear, select the "correct bag of potato chips" - so this time she thought about it for a while
From now on, the object of reaching out is a potato chip without any face on the bag.
Her fingers touched the packaging bag, and she quickly took it back; her heart beat a few times, and she stared at the bag of potato chips, not daring to look away.
Nothing happened.
The second time, Lin Sanjiu's fingers stayed slightly longer - except for more dust on their fingers, the result was still the same.
After trying several times in succession, she found that everything remained stable, and she became more and more courageous. Finally, one time, instead of moving her fingers away, she tightened her grip on the packaging bag and slowly pulled it away.
I took down the bag of potato chips.
On the full shelves, a deep black hole immediately appeared - behind the outermost products, there were only empty shelves, like an endless tunnel, with a cool breeze blowing darkly. Lin San
Jiu glanced at the dark "hole" and didn't put the potato chips in the shopping basket. He just turned it over and over twice, trying to find the production date.
She soon saw small words on the seal that were almost fading: "1986.10.21".
So long?
Lin Sanjiu was surprised. She didn't expect that the bag of potato chips was older than her. After looking at it, she couldn't find the expiration date.
Forget it, let's put it back first - she thought in her heart. Since she can't leave the range of this shelf, she might as well try calling the puppet master over; although that guy is not a very smart person, he always
It's better than thinking alone.
Lin Sanjiu raised her eyes while thinking.
In the deep, dark hole of the shelf, another face with blurred features appeared, just eye-to-eye with hers.
Her heart had just jumped, and before Lin Sanjiu had time to react, an arm suddenly reached out from the depths of the shelf and grabbed her wrist; the hand was so pale and loose that it seemed like it would fall apart at any time, but with Lin Sanjiu
With so much power, she couldn't even resist at all, and was dragged straight towards the shelf - her hairs stood up in an instant, and she was about to call out [Tornado Whip] as soon as she thought about it, but in the blink of an eye, her eyes suddenly went dark.
, and became quiet.
The face and pale arms that were hidden behind the shelves just now seemed to be an illusion and disappeared without a trace.
Soon, the scenery came into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision again.
The aisles, shelves, dim light, dust floating in the air...are still exactly the same as before.
If there was any difference, it was that Lin Sanjiu's perspective was different - she seemed to have turned around subconsciously just now, and the direction she was looking at was exactly where she was standing just now.
She wanted to try turning her head to look, but for some reason, her body movements felt sluggish.
After two seconds of silence, Lin Sanjiu slowly woke up.
She used all her strength to push her gaze to the left - she still couldn't see clearly, but in her peripheral vision, rows of various puffed foods were placed next to her, tightly and silently.
Hold her.
Not just on the left - on the right and below, there are neatly arranged snack bags and potato chip tubes.
...She was turned into a bag of potato chips and placed on the shelf.
