Lin Sanjiu discovered for the first time since she met the puppet master that one day she would be happy when she heard his voice.
After being entangled for several worlds, his cynicism was no different from a breeze to Lin Sanjiu. At this time, the rope in her hand was stretched straight, and it was constantly swaying with the struggle of the huge mountain of meat in front of her, as if
It would break at any time; the hook was tearing under the skin, and every time "Big Fish" tried to get rid of the hook on her back, she felt sharp pain in her broken arm that had just begun to heal.
"You finally woke up, please help!"
She responded with a sneer.
"Who do you think you are instructing?" The puppet master's gloomy tone did not change at all due to the upgrade in ability. Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt that the rope under his hand stopped swinging.
The "big fish" was like a piece of dead meat. It gradually stopped struggling and stood motionless in the white light of [Light Moss].
"How did I get into this place?" The puppet master seemed to be asking the unfamiliar-looking fat white man, but Polva was too frightened to make a sound and could only use her teeth to chatter slightly.
sound in response.
If you were so afraid of him, why did you carry him all the way?
Just as she sighed in her heart, the terrifying-looking meat mountain trembled slightly, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but shuddered. She was about to remind the puppet master that now was not the time to chat, when she raised her eyes and found the meat mountain.
It seemed like the "big fish" was slowly shrinking while trembling slightly. The flesh and skin all flowed in one direction, and even the wrinkles were pulled apart. It looked as if some force had pulled the skin.
Lin Sanjiu stared at its melted body without blinking, and opened her mouth slightly.
The mountain of flesh composed of countless human bodies became shorter and smaller, gradually revealing the thin black shadow behind it.
Although he had just woken up, the puppet master had already thrown away the blood-stained bath towel. He was originally a bloodless person, but at this time he was actually even more gloomy and pale, quietly standing upright in the rich darkness;
It looks like a black hole from which even light cannot escape and can only sink deeply into it.
When he slowly closed one of his palms, Lin Sanjiu noticed that the "big fish" was struggling under his palm - however, the extent of its struggle was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed that it had been affected by that wave.
Pressed by invisible forces, it gradually lost its vitality.
What ability is this?
Looking at this thing that had posed a great threat to him, the puppet master actually solved it easily, which really made people feel mixed. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the "big fish" who was suppressed on the ground, and then
He looked at the two people behind the puppet master, one large and one small.
Mu Xin was holding her [combat item] in her hand. It was obvious that he had simulated something just now, which woke up the puppet master. When Mu Xin explained the situation in a low voice, Polva sipped
He pouted and was so nervous that he pressed himself against the [light moss] on the wall, wishing he could spread himself out into a piece of wallpaper.
"Lin Sanjiu,"
The puppet master suddenly called her, and the voice was so soft that it gave her goosebumps on her back. Before Lin Sanjiu could turn her head, the meat mountain in front of her suddenly exploded in front of her - accompanied by sharp splashes.
With the sound, countless broken human tissues shot out all over the sky, and the mucus, internal organs and hair were like a fountain, drenching her like a drowned rat. The smell, the slippery feeling, the hair hanging on the skin, the adhering fat, and the hair stuck between the neck
Countless broken bones... Lin Sanjiu kept her eyes tightly closed for a moment, not even daring to breathe, for fear that she would vomit if she moved.
"You stay away."
Only then did the puppet master slowly finish the second half of the sentence.
Teacher Yi's screams filled his mind, and Lin Sanjiu almost didn't hear what he said clearly.
How to clean herself up is a nightmare problem - no one is willing to experience what it feels like to pull out a dead hair from between the teeth. Without even opening her eyes, she quickly
She took off her soaked top and poured several bottles of mineral water over her head. When she finally managed to open her eyes, she was not surprised to find that the other three people were still very dry.
Apparently he can control the direction of the jet when it breaks.
"It's the disease that has escalated," the puppeteer looked at his clean hands and sighed softly. His injuries should have been temporarily controlled, and his voice still sounded weak. "He became a forensic doctor.
…But it’s better than not upgrading at all.”
What forensic doctor makes a corpse explode?
Lin Sanjiu was afraid that she would not be able to control her anger when she opened her mouth; after putting on clean clothes, she could only bury her face in a towel and go through all the curse words she knew in her mind. "Big Fish" would be blown to pieces.
After that, outside the range that [Light Moss] can illuminate, there is only a dead silence in the endless darkness; only the cold voice of the puppet master still hits people's faces like frost.
On the skin: "Let's go and find the exit."
As soon as she said this, Lin Sanjiu remembered the business. She immediately threw down the towel, looked into the darkness for a few times, and hurriedly knocked her collar at him.
The puppeteer seemed not to see her.
"Did you bring me back to consciousness?" He waved his hands to the two people behind him, gesturing for them to follow him; amidst the friction of black leather, the puppeteer picked up a clean spot and walked over step by step. The puppet master on his body walked over step by step.
This dark and gloomy feeling has not eased at all. It is true that even [light moss] cannot illuminate a person with a gloomy temperament.
But...did he not understand what he meant?
Lin Sanjiu tapped the collar on him again, this time adding a mouth shape.
Still no effect.
"I don't like to owe favors," the puppet master said while walking slowly. "What kind of reward do you want?"
"No, it's not necessary..." Polva climbed onto Mu Xin's shoulder again at some point. "I, I -"
"Either you let me return the favor," the puppet master replied calmly amid the crisp sound of Lin Sanjiu tapping the collar, "or let me kill you. I said, I don't like to owe favors."
Bolva burped and didn't dare to speak. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu quickly, but like Mu Xin, no one could help her activate the collar. Just as Lin Sanjiu was anxious and angry, she was about to
When she opened her mouth, she caught a glimpse of a very fast shadow from the corner of her eye, striking towards her like lightning. Even though she could see the opponent's movements clearly, she still couldn't avoid it - the puppet master's cold fingers were blinking in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly he grabbed her neck, stuck it on the collar, and pulled her close.
"Knocking, knocking, do you think you are barking at the dog?" Half of his face twisted up, and the murderous aura that suddenly grew stronger seemed to be real. Mu Xin and Bolwa were stunned, and their expressions changed involuntarily; even though they knew that
The other party said that he would not kill her, but Lin Sanjiu quickly opened the [Protective Force Field]. Unexpectedly, as soon as the [Protective Force Field] was opened, the puppet master suddenly let go and pushed her out again. After she
As she staggered back, a sound as cold as ice entered her ears.
"...You have the ability to analyze and write everything in the data body." The man who was tightly wrapped in black leather dusted his fingers as if he was afraid of getting dirty. "Are you satisfied?"
The collar gradually warmed up, causing Lin Sanjiu to almost let out a long sigh - for such a sentence, she had endured enough humiliation. She didn't know what kind of ability this would be, and she scanned it a few times.
At one glance, the person closed his eyes a little at a loss.
After only half a second, she suddenly opened her eyes again.
It turns out...it turns out that the world in the eyes of the data subject is like this.
How to describe it?
When she opened her eyes and looked at everything around her for the first time, Lin Sanjiu was slightly afraid: if the data subject invited her again at this time, she didn't know if she would be able to make up her mind to refuse.
After all, joining the data body means that she can observe the world in this way forever.
Such a satisfying, simple, and thorough way.
[Light Moss] is composed of sixty-four basic substances in different combinations. Their arrangement looks so interesting and exquisite, even with a kind of mathematical beauty. Just glance at it, Lin Sanjiu's heart
Its programming naturally emerged; she felt her hand lightly touch the shiny wall, and when she took it off again, the [Light Moss] seemed to have gained life, rapidly spreading out the bright white light.
, dyeing along the wall, the originally dark passages before and after.
In a few seconds, she programmed [Light Moss] that could illuminate the entire passage.
The interior space of the furniture where several people are located is more complicated than [Light Moss]; and the several evolvers are more complicated than the furniture cemetery. Lin Sanjiu finally suppressed the urge to analyze several people, and with a
Feeling almost greedy, I knelt down and wiped the floor with my fingertips.
Are her hands such magical things?
Just like that, all the details, materials, arrangements, and data that make up the furniture cemetery flashed past my eyes like fish rising from the deep water. There will probably never be another one in the world.
Nothing can make people feel so wonderful, not even drugs or drugs. This is absolute control over everything in the world, and absolute control means absolute power.
Human beings have never truly mastered anything. The more miserable they were in the past, the less they can resist such temptations now.
It took thirty seconds longer to analyze the furniture graveyard than [Light Moss]. Lin Sanjiu knocked on the wall, and a door opened. She walked into the dim night outside, and several people behind her followed her out.
"This is a special item," her own voice sounded far away. Lin Sanjiu reluctantly touched the door she just walked out of - it was originally a sofa with storage space, but it was already
She rewrote it into a wardrobe that even the puppeteer doesn't have to lower his head when he comes out.
"This is a special object that can record a copy and reproduce it."