The Muyu Forum at three o'clock in the morning was sparse and deserted in the dim light. After the turbulent and crowded crowds during the day disappeared, the smoke dissipated and the air became cold, leaving only garbage and debris on the ground and a few ordinary people cleaning.
.The place suddenly became much emptier, and many corners that Lin Sanjiu had never noticed emerged and were exposed to the light; however, because the lamp was only half lit, there were always shadows in the dark.
She sat in the cocoon-shaped cabin, and as soon as she turned on the screen, an "Incoming Call" popped up from the upper right corner. Before she could switch the system language, she quickly connected to the conversation, and a huge peacock head suddenly lit up on the screen.
Behind its green head was an empty white wall. She glanced at it a few times, but still couldn't tell what kind of place the peacock's head was.
The peacock's head shook, and from the two holes cut on its head, a pair of human eyes were exposed, with red bloodshot eyes at the corners.
"How's it going?" Lin Sanjiu asked while looking at the peacock hood that covered the opponent's head: "Do you have any news about what I asked you to inquire about?"
Although this man is just a common "servant" in the twelve realms, he is very vigilant - I hope this peacock head will be equally cautious when doing tasks.
"Of course," Peacock said easily, "your job is quite simple. If I can take on a few more jobs like this, I will be able to get the next visa soon."
"Say it."
"The target is well-known in the Twelve Realms, so I didn't put much effort into investigating her origins. She is twenty-nine years old, comes from the world of 'Sensory Nightmare', and has probably been wandering in the apocalyptic world for four or five years.
Years ago, we only arrived at Biluo Huangquan the year before last." As the peacock head said, he put something in his hand close to the bottom of the screen, beyond the range of the camera; Lin Sanjiu's screen then popped up an "Incoming Files" prompt, and she clicked on it.
take over.
The information was not long, and the dense text only lasted two pages. She flipped through it and found that most of the content took place in Biluo Huangquan, mainly introducing the process of Gabigail's construction of Bliss.
"Apart from being pretty, there's nothing special about her." Peacock Head shrugged, "What's that word called? The one that used to describe them...oh, high-end escorts?" His voice began to sound sour.
: "It's so convenient to be a woman, open your legs——"
Lin Sanjiu raised her head and glanced at him. Her peacock head suddenly stopped talking, as if she suddenly remembered that her employer this time was also a woman.
"No." She was not in the mood to care about Peacock Head's mouth. After closing the two pages of information, she leaned back on the chair a little irritably: "That's all? It's too common."
Gabigail went from being an unknown evolver, struggling on the line of life and death every day, to finally establishing a foothold in the Twelve Realms and possessing Bliss. In fact, the process cannot be regarded as "ordinary"; however, she carefully read this information
I tried it twice, but I always felt like something was missing.
"What's missing?" Peacock Head obviously didn't agree with her feelings, "I'm complete enough! For this job, I even found her fellow villagers, and no one can investigate more carefully than me.
"
This person has a really good reputation at work.
After paying the remaining half of the money, Lin Sanjiu sat in his seat and stared blankly for a while. Generally speaking, the things that evolvers brought out from the dream script were a response to their thoughts when they entered the instance.
; Just like the old saying "Think about it every day, dream about it at night". This kind of response is not direct, and sometimes it cannot fully meet the requirements of the evolvers; but more or less, it will always be a little bit in line with their goals.
Relationship - that's why Sibaan suggested that she try her luck in Dream Script.
If the virus she brought out from the dream script really gave her a hint, then the only possible clue is that Gabigail was not infected.
She read Gabigail's information again, but still couldn't find any clue.
Their pasts have never overlapped, and their acquaintances are not involved. Gabigail has no reason to kill her, and judging from this information, she doesn't know anyone who wants Lin Sanjiu's life.
people.
So, what exactly is this clue...?
"Since this method doesn't work, then I have only one stupid way." Lin Sanjiu sighed, talking to himself, and opened his own mail on the Muyu system. Siba'an did not send her any
I don’t know if the news has come out of the underground, or if the arsenal is still searching for her; but there are several replies from the visa officer channel, and they have taken over her search mission. One of them is the most interesting to her——
"I don't know about Hai Tianqing you're talking about, but I think I've heard of Xiaoyi who walked with him before, and he seems to be in the Central Twelve Realms. I will contact you as soon as there is news."
The letter was sent two days ago, so the news is still relatively new.
If Xiaoyi can be contacted, maybe Hai Gandan and Rabbit are not far away. There was also Hu Changzai who came out of the oasis together; but he and Doctor Cat fell into the hands of the puppet master.
Now there is no news again... I don't know if his injury is healed...
When she suddenly realized that she was worried about the puppet master, she knew that she had missed all her friends. After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and felt that she now had the capital to take a little risk—
—At 3:40 in the morning, she opened the public channel of the Muyu Forum and deliberately sent a message with a vulgar tone: "Who knows where the puppet master is? Ask the little girl who is playing with dolls to come to me, I will kill him
A pair of thin legs were broken!"
Of course she didn't leave an address, but her goal was just to blow up the news about the puppet master, and that was enough.
Although she concealed her identity, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel guilty when she wrote it later; however, in addition to being uneasy, she also felt vaguely a little happy. Anonymous information - said bomb might be more appropriate -
As soon as she was released, she jumped up quickly as if she had been burned by the chair, and ducked out of the cocoon-shaped cabin.
The soft sound she made when she closed the cabin door floated out in the basement on this floor, adding to the dead silence around her. Lin Sanjiu was the only customer at this time, and everyone else was on the cheaper floor above.
Inside; she strode towards the door and opened it, but she didn't expect to be almost hit head-on by a person.
The man's reflexes were obviously not as good as hers. He stumbled and then stood still. He lowered his head and hurriedly pulled down the hat on his head. The shadow covered the unfamiliar face again, and he swept it from under the hat.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at her and walked quickly past her without saying anything.
Lin Sanjiu went upstairs, passed between the rows of screens, and walked towards the door of the Muyu Forum. There were only some sparse shadows in the forum, standing sporadically in front of the screens; occasionally from the dark silence, there would be
There was a little noise from something they bumped into. No matter what they looked like, what they were dressed in, or what race they were, the people who appeared in the Muyu Forum at this time always had a sneaky air.
But then again, she is also a sneaky person herself.
One of the screens in the row may have been used just now, and it was still shining with a lonely light. Lin Sanjiu glanced at it, and his eyes passed over an instant message scrolling on the screen - "Hire a bodyguard, I am now
My life is at stake, but I don't have much money." She smiled softly, but without stopping, she went up the stairs and left the Muyu Forum.
When she came to Black Market, the early sun gradually illuminated the eastern horizon. Standing on a high slope and looking into the distance, she could see the vague undulating shadow of the sky, but she couldn't tell whether it was
Banshan Town is located in the mountains. After buying a few new replacement masks, Lin Sanjiu counted out a few red crystals from the money bag as he walked.
Gabigail's matter can be put aside for now; but there is another matter that can be dealt with while she comes to the black market.
The cool morning air near the check-in point was gradually warmed by the sweet aroma of fried milk cake. She approached the narrow store with "Degenerate Slices" written on it and handed a few red crystals in her hand.
The degenerate creature wearing a mask: "Here are some milk cakes and some slices."
Time seems to hate the fallen species and does not want to flow through them. Although a few months have passed, Changji is still crowded in the same place and doing the same work as before; whether it is injured or hateful, as a
A degenerate species, it still has to return to this small shop day after day, cutting, frying, steaming, cleaning, and greeting customers. Zhang Zhang obviously did not recognize her, and quickly put away the red crystal and put the snacks in
In two paper bags - after the collapse of human society, plastic products have become increasingly rare; perhaps as Nuwa said, the demise of human beings is a good thing for every planet.
Lin Sanjiu took the paper bag calmly, leaned against the wall, and put a slice into his mouth.
Changzu glanced at her from above the mask without making a sound. After a while, it looked at her again. The store was originally narrow, and she was tall, so she blocked half of the storefront when she stood aside; when Lin Sanjiu
After eating another piece of milk cake, the fallen species finally couldn't bear it anymore: "We don't provide dine-in."
"You also have to have a place to provide it."
"Then can you eat somewhere else?" Changzu asked stiffly.
"Okay, but before that, I have a request."
Zhang Zu was stunned for a moment, and his hand movements slowed down.
Lin Sanjiu turned her head without taking off her mask. She stared at the fallen species and said softly: "I want Di Mo. I know you have definitely not given up tracking him... tell me, where is he?"