Chapter 1013

"Don't you know?"

Bohemia's voice shrieked eight degrees, "why don't you know the spaceship you bought?"

Lin Sanjiu sat on the floor of the corridor, rubbing his temples hard.

"When I bought it, I thought it was just a house," she murmured. "The seller didn't give me a manual. How can I know if it can complete long-distance interstellar navigation?"

"You should ask Salles!"

"Yes, there are too many terms that I can't understand." Lin Sanjiu sighed, but not as anxious as Bohemia: "it seems to mean that if you meet any conditions, you can carry out a certain distance of interstellar navigation... But if you ask further, more words will appear that I can't understand."

Shales is not the same as the highly artificial intelligence agent in the puppet master's hometown: it is closer to the pseudo intelligence system shown in the thinking experiment of "Chinese Room"; In other words, it actually doesn't understand what a sentence means. It just has the knowledge reserve and function to deal with this sentence and respond correctly.

No matter how worried they are, they have no way back, and can only bite their teeth and go down - fortunately, there are a lot of supplies from the Vietnam, which may be useful to shales.

"How stupid!"

Bohemia was so anxious that she jumped, but there was nothing she could do; She turned around a few times, but the only thing she could do was to rush to the porthole again and look out through the "garden of crossed paths".

"Where is the flood?" Lin Sanjiu sat up straight and had physical problems.

"There is no reference in space, how can I know where it is? Anyway, now the whole rh102 is submerged, shiny and pretty... Although it continues to surge forward, its speed is not as fast as Exodus, and it should not catch up."

Bohemia muttered, "if I'm really hit, will it be transmitted together or separately? You still owe me a lot of money, and I can't run away. If I have a visa, can I send it to the visa world first?"

"The law of the flood is no law, so everything is possible."

"What you can say most is nonsense."

Lin Sanjiu was too lazy to argue with her. He just stood up and patted the ashes. Looking at the people in front of him, he laughed and said, "I'm going to see how the Puppeteer is. Go back and have a rest first. We're too nervous these days. After I come out of the medical room, I plan to go to bed directly."

Seeing that several people disappeared in the corridor, she turned and walked in another direction. Her footsteps were light and fast, and she pushed the door of a coffee room open.

"Shales," she said, closing the door, lowering her waist, and softly pointing to the interactive console for drinks, "the medical room is completely locked, and no one is allowed to enter, including myself. It will unlock automatically in three hours."

"Yes." The system responded gently, "-- the medical room is now locked."

"When I say 'start', you record my words." Lin Sanjiu cleared his throat, shouted "start", and slightly raised his voice - "I'm taking a bath, and I'll talk about it at night!"

Confirming that shales had recorded this sentence, she ordered, "if someone knocks on my door, play the recording to them."

After closing the door of the coffee room, Lin Sanjiu looked around and boarded a suspension cabin that had already been waiting for her.

When she stepped into the control room, the lights gently lit up one by one, whitening the quiet, cold room. After giving Thales a few words, she rummaged through the card library and found a box that she put into when carrying supplies on the Vietnam, from which she found a pile of metal utensils. With the help of [the power of description], this pile of metal utensils slowly disintegrated like melting, forming a circuit box.

This circuit box is described by her according to the existing equipment in the control room. It is more than one person tall. Although the interior is empty, it looks as if it is originally a part of the room.

Lin Sanjiu opened the door and went in.

Standing motionless in a narrow and dark box is naturally uncomfortable; She held her arms and closed her eyes for a while. She suddenly opened her eyes and breathed silently.

She seems to have left her diary card on the cross sea!

One by one, she didn't have time to go to oakton's room to take back her diary card; Now it's impossible to turn back. I can only try to summon it again from a distance

After trying for several minutes, she leaned back against the inner wall of the box in despair.

Although there was a "no remote control" in the description of the diary card, she still had a bit of luck - after all, remote control and calling may not be the same thing. But now she has tried to sweat, but the diary card has no response like a stone sinking into the sea... It seems that she must take it back with her own hands.

Is there any other way?

She carefully recalled the instructions on the diary card and tightly pursed the corners of her mouth. Before she could figure out what to do, a deep-seated pain suddenly exploded in her body, as if someone was passing through her bone marrow with a pointed electric drill; For a moment, her eyes were dark with pain, and she couldn't even feel what she was doing. As soon as her body was soft, she slipped down, and her forehead hit the cool cabinet wall with a bang.

As if... As if a part of her had been destroyed.

She thought that she probably knew what part was destroyed.

The pain faded away as quickly as the ebb tide, and it went as abruptly as it came. When her eyes gradually regained clarity, a female voice also passed into her ears: "... What voice?"

She is too familiar with this voice.

That's her own.

Lin Sanjiu held his breath and slowly stood up again quietly. The light passed through the gap on the door of the circuit box and reflected the color of her eyes a little lighter.

... another "Lin San Jiu" just walked into the control room.

"The hull is partially aged, please check and repair it in time."

This is the set answer procedure for shales - in the next three hours, once it is asked, "what was that just now?" Or "what voice" questions, no matter who the person asking the question is, it will reply to this sentence.

"Lin Sanjiu" nodded. She was dressed exactly like herself, with bandages, a tank top and field pants.

Even the clothes are complete. There is no doubt that this is the result of Luze's deformation ability.

This reminds her of the problem that has been bothering her - Luze must be somewhere, constantly transforming for others; However, the Yuehai has been thrown on rh102, and only two outsiders have come to exodus. Is it true that Luze is Luze himself?

"Give him permission," another "Lin Sanjiu" shouted, "let him in."

"What level of authority?"

"Crew."

This is the authority she gave the Maoren brothers at the beginning. Specifically, it was Lin Sanjiu who found the "second-class crew" in the system - but she only told the Maoren brothers that they had the "crew" authority, so this fake Lin Sanjiu naturally didn't know that the crew authority would be graded.

She silently wrote down the first thing in her heart: the Maoren brothers told this person their authority - it was probably Lu Yan just now - but hid the flood.

Salles didn't ask, just as it didn't ask why "Lin San Jiu" appeared in two places at the same time. As soon as the door opened, Luze came in.

There was no change in his appearance, and the warmth between his eyes and eyebrows, as if with the smell of the sun, was still clear, as she recalled. The teenager's appearance faded, but the unique look and luster were——

Lin Sanjiu just thought of this, but it seemed to be slapped heavily by someone, and his whole body was shocked.

The gentle expression quickly faded from Luze's face, almost like human skin quickly torn from a face; If she hadn't stared at it, she would almost have thought that the face had changed its appearance - but it didn't.

Facial features are still Luze's facial features. But after the look was different, he looked almost like another person: one eyebrow raised and one corner of his mouth pursed down. This expression, which seemed to be indifferent and theatrical, looked abrupt and contradictory on Luze's face.

"Hoo," he stretched greatly, "it's suffocating me. In order to be afraid of revealing my stuffing, I don't even dare to say another word."

Seeing the world coming to an end. I plan to plan for the next world at least a week after the end of each world; This time I thought that the holiday time could overlap with my travel in August (yes, I went out earlier, and I had to go to two places in a row for one month each)... Now let's see how much vacation I have to take