Chapter 1080

one thousand and eighty

Is such a reasonable answer wrong?

Bohemia was too late to be surprised. The same round onion on Lin San's head was peeled off with a translucent white skin. Lin San Jiu was the same, still filled with useless good intentions, and reached out to touch it to show comfort.

A broken onion! It's not true - even if it's true, isn't it still an onion?

"... her card ability can produce a Nostradamus Musca and absorb the doomsday factor. She doesn't know that after this card is called, it can actually be used by others as long as the owner allows."

Bohemia listened impassively.

That's it. Who cares about such trivial shit——

Huh?

She looked at Lin Sanjiu's back and raised one eyebrow high.

Wait a minute - no, it can't be done like this, can it?

But Lin San Jiu... Will you cooperate?

Bohemia's mind was completely attracted by the new possibilities. Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Lin Sanjiu whispering in a panic, "please let me answer again! I have another answer!"

"Oh?" The copy host was obviously a little surprised like Bohemia. He hesitated for a moment and said, "wait, I'll ask."

It goes without saying who he asked.

After half a minute, the voice of the copy host came back.

"Yes, please answer again. The adult said that he was very relieved of your intelligence." Obviously, there is no need to repeat the next words, and the copy host still said it completely: "he said, you can barely suck the noodles into your nose, so you can do it again ten times. But I have to remind you that if you answer wrong again, you will peel it again."

Maybe it was because he got another chance to answer the question temporarily. The white membrane behind Lin San's neck, which had swollen as if it was about to crack, stopped tremblingly at the edge of the crack. Through the wet, translucent membrane, the black shadow inside, which could not distinguish its form, was constantly twisting and shaking, as if it could not wait to come out.

This time, Bohemia was waved away by Lin Sanjiu before he could suggest a new answer.

"Without you, I might have passed the test long ago!" Her voice was full of irritability.

It's true - Bohemia smiled, adjusted her perspective to the back of Lin Sanjiu, and watched her write a new answer.

"... it was their 'straw bed' that attacked the villagers. The skin, bones and internal organs on half of the body were crushed and mixed with straw, which itself showed that straw was also involved in the process of crushing the body. Otherwise, if it just 'fell' on the rice straw bed, it would not be so thoroughly mixed with straw, and even a large number of broken bones could be found when the straw bed was dug more than ten centimeters deep..."

She also dug a straw bed?

Because I feel sick of the dead, Bohemia, who just looked at the flowers and hurried away, couldn't help admiring me a little.

"Although they look like ordinary straw, I think they are actually another kind of creatures with the habit of crushing soil and absorbing liquids. In the process of growing nearby, they caused the fields to wither, and the villagers inadvertently picked these grasses back and made beds..."

"Wrong."

When Bohemia was absorbed in her examination paper, the voice of Descartes sounded in her mind - its tone was flat, and in fact, the pride that was about to fly was about to be suppressed.

"What?" Bohemia was stunned and hurriedly asked, "have you just come out of the topic? What do you know? I have something else to discuss with you!"

Before Descartes began to explain, Lin Sanjiu just finished answering the question and put down his pen with a determined look. This time, the host paused for a few seconds, and the air was quiet.

"Adults say that today is a good day at first sight. Player Lin Sanjiu has made a mistake again and is about to peel onions again."

Is even this answer wrong?

Bohemia looked at the round onion with a sad face and gave another "Ji", then another fact about Lin Sanjiu was revealed: "she had the experience of complete death of her body before. Thanks to a layer of consciousness surrounding her brain, her 'self-consciousness' was preserved. After reconnecting her body, that layer of consciousness protective shell also remained in her mind."

"What's the origin of this man?" Descartes mumbled, "can the body survive after complete death?"

Bohemia frowned, and her face became a rag again. She didn't know what she was thinking, and her voice was ignored - until Descartes called her a few more times, she suddenly thought back: "ah, by the way, have you been in the topic just now?"

"It's time for me to be bounced out, like nasal droppings." Descartes spoke of himself without hesitation, "... But before I came out, I had seen all the fields and their withered places."

It has an advantage that Bohemia and linsan can't match, that is, it can float and lower at will, and it is not limited by gravity. It rose all the way over the farm until it could see all the fields, and finally found the problem.

"If humans want to find this clue, they have to rely on the observation of the real scene and draw a map in their mind. I don't think you two have this ability."

Bohemia glanced at the bulge behind Lin San's neck - it was more swollen than before, and it could be seen that the creatures inside were either growing up or increasing; As Lin Sanjiu has not answered the mystery of "prison situation", the creatures here have not appeared yet. The copy host, or the puppet master, seems to want to stack the damage together and release it.

"If you know what that creature is, say it quickly," she urged. "We have to leave some time to think about how to use this creature to open ladles for her!"

Descartes was very precise and did not worry when urged. "I went up to the sky and saw that ah, the withered places of several fields are different, but if you connect them by lines, you will find that the withered lines just lead to the homes of several dead people. This shows that our initial guess is correct, the problem is still underground, but after you dig out the surface soil, we really didn't find anything..."

It seems that it enjoys the process of explaining like this: "from the wound point of view, this kind of creature must be large in number and small in size, so that it can finely crush the skin and bones. I just looked at Lin Sanjiu's answer, and I was a little inspired... I think it is straw that kills people. No, no, don't worry, I know the straw bed she just answered is a wrong answer... But she ignored an important detail."

What kind of experience is it to assemble most of the furniture at home by yourself... It's probably to sit on a rickety and clattering chair and feel like a home improvement expert