Since he met the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu found for the first time that he would be happy to hear his voice.

After pestering several worlds, his sarcasm was no different from a gust of breeze for Lin Sanjiu. At this time, the rope in her hand was stretched straight and shaking with the struggle of the huge meat mountain ahead, as if it would break at any time; The hook was tearing under the skin. Every time "big fish" tried to get rid of the hook on her back, she was in sharp pain from the broken palm that had just begun to heal.

"You finally wake up, help!"

The response to her was a sneer.

"Who do you think you are directing?" The tone of the puppet master's shadow didn't change at all because of his ability upgrade. Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt that his rope stopped swinging.

"Big fish" is like a piece of dead meat, gradually no longer struggling, standing motionless in the white awn of [light moss].

"How did I get into this place?" The puppet master's words seemed to be asking the white fat man who looked strange, but polva was too scared to make a sound, and she could only respond with the slight sound of the cluck of her teeth.

Since I'm so afraid of him, why do I carry him all the way?

Just sighed in his heart, the terrifying meat mountain just shivered slightly, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but beat a spirit; She was about to remind the puppet master that this was not the time for gossip. She raised her eyes, but found that the "big fish" like a mountain of meat was slowly shrinking in a slight trembling. The skin of the meat all flowed in one direction, and even the wrinkles were pulled open, looking like it was pulled by some force.

Lin Sanjiu stared at it without blinking, and slightly opened his mouth.

The meat mountain composed of countless human bodies is getting shorter and smaller, gradually revealing the thin shadow behind it.

Although he just woke up, the puppet master had already thrown away the bath towel stained with blood. He was originally a person without any blood color. At this time, he could be even more gloomy and pale, standing quietly in the thick darkness; He looks like a black hole, even the light can not escape, can only sink deeply.

When he slowly closed one palm, 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 to have been pressed by the invisible force and gradually lost its vitality.

What is this ability?

Looking at this thing that once posed a great threat to himself, the puppet master even solved it easily, which really made people confused. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the "big fish" suppressed on the ground, and then looked at a big and a small two people behind the Puppeteer.

Muxin is holding her [Combat item] in his hand. It is obvious that he simulated something just now, which woke up the puppet division; When Muxin explained the situation in a low voice, polva pursed her mouth and stuck it on the [light moss] of a wall nervously, wishing to flatten herself into a wallpaper.

"Lin San Jiu,"

The Puppeteer suddenly called her, and her voice was so soft that she got goose bumps on her back. Before Lin Sanjiu turned his head, the meat mountain in front of her suddenly exploded in front of her - with a sharp splash, countless fragmented human tissues shot out of the sky, and the mucus visceral hair drenched her head-on like a fountain. Peculiar smell, slippery feeling, hair hanging on the skin, sticky fat, countless broken bones tied between the neck... Lin Sanjiu's eyes were closed for a time, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that he would spit out when he moved.

"Stay away."

The Puppeteer then finished the second half of the sentence slowly.

My mind was full of Teacher Yi's screams. Lin Sanjiu almost didn't hear his words clearly.

How to clean yourself up is a nightmare - no one wants to experience how it feels to pull a dead man's hair out of his teeth. Without even opening her eyes, she quickly took off her wet coat and poured several bottles of mineral water on 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.

Obviously, he can control the direction of the spray when the thing breaks.

"What is upgrading is a disease," the puppet master looked at his clean hands and sighed low. His injury should only be temporarily controlled, and his voice still sounded weak. "Becoming a forensic doctor... But it's better than not upgrading."

What forensic medicine will let the body explode?

Lin Sanjiu was afraid that he could not control his anger with one mouth; After she put on a clean dress, she could only bury her face in a towel and read all the curses she knew in her heart. After the "big fish" was blown up, there was only a dead silence in the endless darkness outside the range that the [light moss] could illuminate; Only the puppet master's voice, which was cold and gloomy, also hit people's skin like ice cream: "let's go and find an exit."

As soon as he said this, Lin Sanjiu thought of something serious. She immediately threw down the towel, looked into the darkness, and hurriedly knocked on her collar at him.

The Puppeteer didn't seem to see her.

"Did you make me conscious?" He waved to the two people behind him, motioning them to follow him; In the friction sound of black leather, the Puppeteer picked up a clean place and walked over step by step. The dark and gloomy feeling on his body didn't abate at all. It's true that even [light moss] can't shine on a dark person.

But... Did he not understand what he meant?

Lin Sanjiu knocked on his collar again, and this time he added a mouth shape.

It still has no effect.

"I don't like to owe people," the Puppeteer said as he walked slowly. "What kind of return do you want?"

"No, you don't have to..." polva didn't know when she climbed onto Muxin's shoulder again. "I, I -"

"Either let me repay the favor," the Puppeteer answered flatly in the crisp sound of Lin San's wine hitting the collar, "or let me kill you. I said, I don't like to owe the favor."

Polva "hiccupped" and dared not speak. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu quickly, but like Muxin, no one could help her start the collar; Just as Lin Sanjiu was anxious and angry and ready to speak, he caught a glimpse of a very fast shadow from the corner of his eye, and came at her like lightning. Even if she saw the other party's movements clearly, she still couldn't escape - the puppet master's cold fingers pinched her neck in a blink of an eye, just stuck on the collar, and pulled her close.

"Knock, knock, you think you're barking a dog?" Half of his face twisted, and for a moment, the murderous spirit was almost like the essence. Muxin and polva were stunned, and they all changed their faces; Even knowing that the other party said he would not kill himself, Lin Sanjiu quickly opened the [protective force field]. Unexpectedly, as soon as the [protective force field] was opened, the Puppeteer suddenly let go and pushed her out again. As she staggered back, a voice as cold as ice came into her ears.

"... you have the ability to parse and write everything in the data body." The man tightly wrapped in black leather brushed his fingers in fear of being dirty. "Satisfied?"

Gradually warming up the collar, Lin Sanjiu almost sighed out a long sigh - for such a sentence, she really endured humiliation enough. She didn't know what kind of ability it would be. She glanced at several people and closed her eyes a little overwhelmed.

After only half a second, she suddenly opened her eyes again.

It turns out... The world in the data body is like this.

How to describe it?

When she opened her eyes and fell on everything around her for the first time, Lin Sanjiu was a little afraid: if the data body invited her again at this time, she didn't know whether she could make up her mind to refuse.

After all, joining the data body means that she can always observe the world in this way.

Such a satisfying, simple and thorough way.

[light moss] is composed of 64 basic substances and combinations of different variants. Their arrangement looks so interesting and exquisite, even with a mathematical beauty. As soon as he glanced over, Lin Sanjiu naturally emerged its programming program in his heart; She felt her hand gently touch the shiny wall. When she took it down again, the [light moss] had spread the white light as quickly as it had gained life, and dyed the dark passage from front to back along the wall.

In a few seconds, she wrote a [light moss] that could illuminate the whole channel.

The interior space of furniture where several people live is more complex than [light moss]; And several evolutors are more complicated than furniture tombs. Lin Sanjiu finally suppressed the impulse to analyze several people. With a feeling of almost greed, he squatted down and wiped the floor with his fingertips.

Is her hand such a magical thing?

All the details, materials, arrangements and data that make up the furniture cemetery are just like swimming fish floating from deep water, and flash past in front of your eyes. There is probably no second thing in the world that can make people feel so wonderful, not even poison + product. This is the absolute control of everything in the world, and absolute control means absolute power.

Human beings have never really mastered anything. The sadder it used to be, the more it can't resist such temptation now.

It took 30 seconds more to analyze the furniture cemetery than [light moss]. Lin Sanjiu knocked on the wall, and a door opened. She walked into the dark outside, and several people followed out in turn.

"This is a special object," her own voice sounded far away. Lin Sanjiu reluctantly touched the door he had just walked out - it was originally a sofa with storage space, but it had been rewritten by her into an overcoat cabinet that even the Puppeteer didn't have to bow his head when he came out.

"This is a special item that can record a copy and reproduce it."