Chapter 834

After Lin Sanjiu's evolution, she has destroyed countless buildings, but speaking of reconstruction, this is really the first time.

... and the reconstruction is far more difficult than she imagined.

Especially in this process, she found that the effect of [descriptive power] also has a time limit; Every thirty minutes, she had to re describe the room to prevent it from returning to ruins. Fortunately, this item seems to have no use restrictions, so she doesn't have to wait for it to cool down - in this case, if it is used to describe a spaceship, I don't know if it's ok?

If yu yuan is still alive, he can drive away Exodus

"Are you going to go around like this?" I don't know how many times the teacher opened, "you paved half the floor and set up two walls... Then?"

"Good question," Lin Sanjiu stopped in the corner between the two walls and rubbed his still painful scalp: "... Let me think."

Now, this simple and empty room is like a semi-finished model.

It has no ceiling and lacks two walls; The other half of the room was almost swallowed up by nature. Because she was not sure where its end was, she could not infer the location of the gate.

But... Even if you find the location of the gate, can you really get out?

She stood on the floor in a daze for a while, frowning tighter and tighter. After clearing the weeds and vines and paving more than half of the floor in the room, the old debris rusted by time in the room naturally emerged and were exposed to her eyes one by one.

Even after such a long time, there is still a surprising amount of garbage here.

"What on earth is this room for?" She grunted, "there is no furniture, and the area is still so large..."

Lin Sanjiu reached out and pulled a few times, pulling aside several long wooden boards and rusty iron bars around her - these two things seem to be the most, scattered all over the ground - with a few screws dangling to the ground, she pulled out a plastic packaging bag from under a large piece of broken wall tiles. She shook, and suddenly churned up a burst of choking dust, and something fell to the ground with a plop.

... it's a roll of clothes.

Even if it has been eroded by time for so long, Lin Sanjiu can recognize at a glance that these clothes were once brand-new. There are five or six pieces of the same style; Each piece is the same size, neatly bundled into a stack by plastic rope, which looks like the inventory of a clothing dealer.

"Congratulations on unlocking prompt 2," the voice of the copy suddenly rang, as if it had been waiting for this moment: "look for clues from the debris."

Compared with the voice when holding her hair just now, it is completely the difference between a recording and a madman.

Recording and madness?

Her subconscious metaphor made her vaguely feel something. This copy... Is it possible

"Look for clues first," Teacher Yi interrupted her thoughts, "it's not too late to think about others when they go out!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed, threw away his clothes and walked to the floor full of garbage. I don't know if it's because the second prompt is unlocked, there seems to be more garbage.

When she threw the last screw to the ground, her body and face were covered with dirt. After digging through the garbage for several hours in the midday sun, the dust on my body was stuck by sweat, with a thick layer and a smear of Mafia.

"I don't know why I bought Exodus," she plumped down. "What if there is a spaceship? Haven't I been looking for garbage here?"

"I'm a leading teacher of the consciousness school. Aren't I also helping you count garbage?" Teacher Yi grunted.

"Speaking of this, how are your statistics?"

Teacher Yi muttered, and the statistical results came up in her mind one by one.

Wood and wood fragments: 79 pieces, different in size, but similar in texture. From the view of several complete boards, they should all be rectangular boards with unified specifications and uses.

Iron frame and iron bar: the quantity is unknown. Some iron bars and frames have holes, which seem to be able to form a larger frame through screws.

Screw: this statistic is meaningless. See the above for its purpose.

"You only count three things, and it's obvious that you're lazy." Lin Sanjiu couldn't help saying.

"Nonsense, there are so many pieces of garbage, and it's so dirty that I'm upset!" Teacher Yi immediately lost his temper: "moreover, these are your own deep thoughts."

"... you continue."

Clothes: 25 pieces, every five pieces in a bundle. Each bundle is brand new clothes of the same size, never unpacked, and still carries a tag.

Broken glass: five or six pieces, each of which is not small. There is no glass residue for a long time.

A fully painted press handle should be on the window in terms of size.

"Are you still listening?" Teacher Yi suddenly stopped.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the wood and an iron piece in his hand, absently "Hmm", murmured, "I think... I know what this room is for."

After racking our brains for a few minutes, this semi-finished room is no longer empty - rows of iron shelves stand neatly on the concrete floor, blocking most of the sunlight. The light is cut into long fingers, passing between the iron frames, reflecting the goods on each layer of wood; The clothes wrapped in plastic are silently stacked in the shadow on each shelf.

"... such a place is indeed a warehouse." Lin Sanjiu heaved a long breath, "and it's a clothing warehouse."

Strangely enough, on an item card that specifically emphasizes the power of description, there is little description of itself - especially information about restrictions on use. There are many subtle limitations that can only be felt when using: for example, although she guessed that wood and iron bars may be part of the shelf, these garbage like debris alone cannot be regarded as a sufficient "factual basis".

She had to do it by herself, barely pieced together the shape of an iron shelf, and built a few rotten boards that had been infested with insects. Only then did she finally use [the power of description] to make them stand on their feet again and look new - but to be honest, since she has put up the shelves, whether they are new or old, how much or less, in fact, what difference does it make?

"Practice your hand,"

Lin Sanjiu said softly. As she walked between the shelves, she gently crossed the goods with her fingers and cast a long shadow on the concrete floor. This shows that the sun has crossed the center of the sky and began to tilt towards the West. Five or six hours passed in a flash, and this little progress she made seemed to be of no help to leave.

"Go on, are there any other sundries?"

Teacher Yi was silent for half a second, and suddenly said, "among the sundries, you just found some gray fragments. I don't know why I always miss them, so I just called up the images of those fragments and checked them carefully."

"And then?"

"No wonder I can't forget it, because it looks familiar." Teacher Yi sighed, "... After putting it together, I found that they were bones."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned.

"Judging from the size and thickness of the bone, it may be the bone of a large animal or human bone." Teacher Yi thought for a while and added, "considering that there are more people than cows now, I think it should be the latter."

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