"Hello everyone, this is the first time we meet, I am a puppet master."
This was the first thing a man in strange attire said after he stepped onto the stage.
The man who calls himself a puppet master is stepping on a container that was brought down by the berets. Just now, he was respectfully greeted by groups of puppets and models and went to the high platform to speak - also
No microphone was used, but the sound was clearly transmitted to the ears of the 219 people present.
The people who came out of the two containers were forced into a neat line by the plastic mannequins and surrounded - there were originally more than 219 people, but they were just used as the legs of a dozen or so resisters.
, after they were all physically separated from each other, the rest of them just stayed still.
These more than ten half-dead people were carried on the shoulders of the models, and they walked under the stage one after another, as if they were being inspected by the puppet master. After the man touched each person's forehead once, he shook it gently.
Shaking their heads, the plastic models then waved their arms and threw them all into the dried sea, no longer caring about life or death.
At this time, not far from Lin Sanjiu, a pair of legs wrapped in jeans was lying.
"In order to prevent you from getting hurt, I suggest you cooperate with me. My request to everyone is very simple. There is no need to get hurt because of this." The puppet master's voice had a faint smile, he was very polite and considerate of others.
Think about it.
There was a faint commotion in the crowd, but the commotion quickly disappeared like the last north wind in spring under the gaze of thousands of weird people around.
The puppet master is a man whose age cannot be discerned. Although his temperament and demeanor are like those of a young man, he exudes an air of age from somewhere. It feels like he can't be too old to say how old he is. But his attire is too strange.
——The upper body is wrapped by long strips of black leather. The areas that are not covered are exposed, and his pale and thin skin is exposed. It looks like he has scratched a leather jacket into pieces and then put it on.
There is also a huge decoration attached to the back of his clothes, which looks a bit like a rooster's comb. It is bright red in color and sways when he walks. On his lower body is a pair of boots that reach up to his thighs.
"I have a question."
His voice was very calm. His next words immediately grabbed Lin Sanjiu's full attention.
"Among the 219 of you, which one is a visa officer?"
The crowd was silent. They looked confused, as if they wanted to get answers from others. They were probably locals - the extreme temperature hell was the first new world they had experienced, and they didn't know about the visa officer yet. They lowered their heads and said nothing.
Or those with a look of astonishment on their faces must be from another world.
After waiting for half an hour, no one said anything.
"Oh - as expected, the base number of 219 people is still too small." The puppeteer sighed lightly as if he was a little dissatisfied, and settled for the next best thing: "Okay. So who has any information about the visa officer?
"
Lin Sanjiu's heart trembled, and she thought of Fang Dan - she looked at Hu Changzai next to her, knowing that the other party was unlikely to notice her facial expression among more than two hundred people, she still couldn't help but hide it with a low expression.
Go away.
It didn't matter if she lowered her head. She suddenly noticed that the legs of the short man standing in front of her were shaking violently.
She looked at this man a little strangely - although this scene was quite unsettling, who here had not experienced some crisis? Now it was just a man in strange clothes talking, how could he be so scared?
The short man seemed unable to even stand. He seemed about to fall down in the next second, but unexpectedly he had the courage to speak, and his voice spread tremblingly: "Man, puppet master
grown ups……"
In the silence, although his voice was not loud, he was still captured by the puppeteer on the high platform.
Puppet Master...Sir?
Isn't this person too lazy?
The man who claimed to be a puppet master had an unknown smile on his face: "You tell me."
"Yes, yes... I spent four or five months searching everywhere for the visa officer in this area, but there are rumors that he went to the north... If you look here, you may not find it." The short man was frightened.
replied.
Lin Sanjiu noticed that he said the words "this area" - could it be that there is more than one visa officer, and there are others in other places?
But think about it, the earth is so big, if there is only one visa officer, the chance of meeting the visa officer is too low.
The puppet master's smile faded, he said "Huh", turned around and asked, "Does anyone else have any information about the visa officer?"
More than two hundred people were silent.
"Oh, okay. It's not that I don't trust you, but I have to check them one by one to know that the visa officer is not hiding anything." The puppet master's voice was still so polite. As he spoke, he jumped off the high platform and jumped down.
A team of plastic mannequins immediately followed him, like bodyguards.
He walked up to the person at the head of the first row. The young man suddenly became a little defensive: "...What are you going to do?"
"Don't be nervous," the puppet master's tone was very soft, like coaxing a child, but still everyone present heard clearly. "I just want to see if you are a visa officer. It doesn't hurt to check."
As he spoke, he touched the young man's forehead like lightning.
Judging from the look of the young man, he originally wanted to resist, but he didn't expect that before he took out his weapon, the other party was already finished. It was indeed neither painful nor itchy - he suddenly stood there very embarrassed and awkward, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The puppet master ignored him in disappointment, and when he continued to walk to the second person, the young man shouted: "I'm not a visa officer, can I go?"
The puppet master didn't even look back: "Of course, but you have to wait."
As soon as he finished speaking, a plastic mannequin took a step forward and blocked the young man's way. The young man remained still in doubt.
At this time, the short man standing in front of Lin Sanjiu cleared his throat in fear and cursed to himself: "Silly x, really stupid..." He grabbed his pants uneasily with both hands.
He looked really nervous.
Lin Sanjiu's heart moved, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Hey. Which world are you from?"
The short man was stunned for a moment and turned half of his face, as if he didn't expect anyone to talk to him at this time. Although he was unattractive in appearance, his eyes were very flexible. His eyes lingered on Lin Sanjiu's face for a second.
Answered: "Ice and snow storm. Are you too...?"
Lin Sanjiu nodded and said as if it was a code: "Black Death City." This was the name he saw on Ren Nan's visa.
The short man said "Oh": "I've been there, and the Black Death City has gradually stabilized... Sigh. This time I was sent to a rural place like Extreme Temperature Hell. It's not convenient for me. I won't say anything. I didn't expect...
…”
Before he finished speaking, he shuddered and swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Several of Lin Sanjiu's companions looked at her strangely, and she seemed completely unaware of it. She just followed the short man's words and sighed: "That's it, I didn't expect to be so unlucky this time. I actually met him."
Puppet Master..."
The short man's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Have you heard of the name of the puppet master?"
Lin Sanjiu didn't let the confusion in her heart show at all. She just said yes.
"It's rare, it's rare. It turns out that you are also someone who has been to the 'Twelve Central Realms'... Oh, look at you. You probably haven't heard of the latest rumors about the puppet master, right?" The short man sighed,
Suddenly he seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way. My name is Shen Lianqi, make a friend. Maybe we will meet in the central twelve realms sometime..."
Refusing to ask what the "Twelve Central Realms" were, Lin Sanjiu gave her name, and then asked impatiently: "What is the latest rumor?"
This sentence reminded Shen Lianqi, and his face turned pale again: "It is said that the puppet master's ability has been upgraded. I heard it is quite evil... With his upgrade, the current situation is subtle. After all, he has reached the level of those big shots.
After leveling up, it’s too difficult to move up a level, right! No one can say what will happen in the future. Everyone is keeping an eye on the situation. Even those who always go against the puppet masters have recently avoided it.
His limelight has been transferred to other new worlds. Well, what does such a big event have to do with little shrimps like us? I never expected that he would come to this remote place..."
Although there were many things she didn't understand, Lin Sanjiu quickly wrote down every word he said. After thinking carefully for a while, she chose the question that was most likely to make Shen Lianqi speak: "...Are you interested in dolls?"
Master, do you have any ideas about today’s actions?”
"Oh, I guessed it too." Shen Lianqi's eyes have been closely following the figure of the puppet master in the team - every time the puppet master touches a person's forehead, a plastic model will stand next to him.
He moved uneasily and said, "I heard that the followers around the puppet master disappeared for a while, and when they reappeared, they had become like those dummies.
Now, I can’t even smile actively, but my ability is still retained..."
"You also know that the puppet master's soldiers currently have no abilities. If it weren't for the 'arsenal', how could he be as powerful as he is now? Rumor has it that his current ability can already turn living people into puppets
So I want to recruit more living people to get rid of the arsenal. But in a place like the Central Twelve Realms, it’s not easy to do it casually..."
As soon as Shen Lianqi talked about the big events and gossip that he was passionate about, he started talking endlessly. He didn't notice that Lin Sanjiu and his companions who were listening with bated breath beside him also turned pale.
"You mean, he wants to turn these 219 people into his puppets?"
Shen Lianqi didn't say anything, and after a while he murmured: "Well, let's look at the situation... If it doesn't work, let's each escape according to our own abilities..."
Lin Sanjiu looked at the puppet master not far away in surprise, and exchanged glances with his companions. This Shen Lianqi seemed to have experienced a lot of worlds, and he must have a few trump cards, but how could he and the others escape?
The puppet master moved very quickly. In just a short time, he had checked nearly a hundred people, and he was not far from Lin Sanjiu and his party. As he got closer and closer, the bright red cockscomb came into her sight.
Here, the creaking sound of the leather when the puppeteer walks can also be clearly heard.
"Xiaojiu, I suddenly remembered something," the rabbit's voice suddenly came from my ears, "Don't he want to touch everyone's forehead?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, then understood.
"Your Wusu poison can kill him in a few seconds. What do we have to fear?"
Rabbit's voice reached the ears of three people at the same time, and their expressions suddenly relaxed. Just now, their minds were occupied by names such as "Puppet Master" and "Twelve Worlds in the Center", and they almost forgot about the Wusu on them.
Poison... Since the plastic models are the puppet master's ability, then as long as he dies, these models will not be afraid.
With this confidence, when the puppet master took his finger off Shen Lianqi's forehead, Lin Sanjiu even hoped that he would reach out his hand quickly.
The puppet master took a step forward, came to Lin Sanjiu, and looked at her with narrowed eyes.
At such a close distance, the puppeteer looks even weirder - a circle of gold powder around his eyes shines in the light of the setting sun; he is very tall, probably over 1.80 meters, but due to his pale skin,
Although he is thin and thin, he does not look intimidating at all.
The puppet master smiled softly and raised a finger. Lin Sanjiu held her breath.
The finger reached all the way to her forehead and stopped just a few millimeters away from the skin.
"Oh, you have Wusu poison in your body." (To be continued)
ps: Sorry everyone, I went to look at houses and other things two days ago, and I had a lot of chores. This chapter was not finished until today. I have to take on some work recently, and things from the previous year have been mixed together. It’s really...
…Sigh… It’s really a suicide to start a book without saving the manuscript. I’m sorry everyone. Taking advantage of the fact that February is here, I decided to work hard to get back on good terms with Mr. Quan Qin and strive to update once a day~~~
Thank you to Jiujiu for another wine bag, thank you to Big Bad for the peace charm, thank you to Wei Liang for the peace charm... Sorry, haha, this person is not the male protagonist...
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