Lin Sanjiu slid down the back of the leather sofa, half paralyzed and half sitting on the ground, and took a long breath.

To sum up, it was less than two days before she walked in the clouds, but she encountered all the changes that others would not encounter in a year; When she sat on a sofa and knew that she would have a short gasp next, she almost melted into a tired hug.

Unfortunately, she can't rest yet; Because the position under the sofa is not on Exodus.

"How many people are you, please?" A waitress in an apron immediately came up, with a piece of paper and a pen in her hand ready, "what do you want?"

Lin Sanjiu looked up at her and couldn't help feeling a little trance.

As stated in the publicity of this coffee shop, its main feature is "nostalgia": it is said that the owner of the restaurant has referred to many beverage stores and coffee shops in human society before the end of the day, completely restored all the details of their most breath of the end of the day, and tried to make everyone who entered the coffee shop think that the end has never come - its target customers are mainly evolutors from the end of the day, There are also postnatal people who come to experience for curiosity.

Naturally, all waiters are ordinary people. There are work cards on their chest, plastic printed catering lists on the table, slightly worn sofas under their bodies, magazine bookshelves in the corner... Even there is a TV hanging on the bar, which is full of news and programs before the end of the day.

The scene outside the window is no longer the high altitude of the highway shuttle - ordinary people come and go, holding briefcases and drink glasses, and the street behind them is filled with water, which seems to be just another day in the normal world.

Even the waitress's attitude has been perfectly restored. "We have the minimum consumption here," she said implicitly and hurriedly, clicking the table with a pen. "A table costs 50 yuan."

Yes, the coffee shop also takes the monetary unit into account - the conversion standard is printed on the billboard outside the door. Once you enter this door, you are back before the end of the day; The guests' special items and evolution ability are also politely requested by the billboard not to use them in the coffee shop.

"Oh, I'm alone," Lin Sanjiu said, feeling tired and sticking to her lips, teeth and tongue, making her spit out this sentence feeble. She looked at the drink menu on the table. For a moment, it was like going back to the past. With a little surprise, she stared at it and slowly said, "then I'll have an English afternoon tea cake plate with... Earl Black tea? Oh, no milk and sugar."

Maybe the waitress, who didn't know what was "English style" or what was count, nodded confidently, took her money and said, "so you like green tea. OK, come right away."

After the waitress left, Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at the empty table in front of him and was stunned for a while.

Now Wu Yiliu wants to get away, and her efforts to help him recover his memory have naturally been lost - and if he doesn't want to recover himself, how can she force him?

Although "voluntary after the event" is quite suspicious, Lin Sanjiu noticed one thing: when she came to see him from outside Wu Yiliu as another person, she couldn't help but feel that it was a comment that Wu Yiliu had frequently received - "no human flavor".

If he had been less human before, he would not have changed much now. Perhaps, some fundamental things have not been changed... The decision of "voluntary after the event" by Wu Yiliu can actually represent himself?

Don't worry about whether Wu Yiliu is willing or not. After a brief confrontation with him, Lin Sanjiu at least figured out one thing: the shark Department attaches great importance to Peng Ping.

If Wu Yiliu just wants to retrieve the memory copy in her hand, he has no reason to risk going back with Lin Sanjiu - if the shark Department has done an investigation, it must also be known that the last place Peng Ping appeared was on her spacecraft.

Well, I don't know how many waves of people will follow her openly or secretly, forcibly or deceivingly, and will follow back to exodus.

Speaking of it, Lin Sanjiu really didn't ask Peng Ping one question: what is his plan to obtain investment in shark department? How can you be so precious by sharks?

No matter what it is, it has nothing to do with her anyway. Lin Sanjiu is unwilling to return the memory copy, but Peng Ping really doesn't care at all; As long as exdous is safe and undetected, she can even send it back to Peng Ping herself - but she must come by herself.

She must let the shark department know that she is not a good bone to chew. She is a knife point, and anyone who touches it will bleed. The shark department can take back Peng Ping, but it must be taken back when she doesn't care about it and gives face. Otherwise, if they take back Peng Ping, they will miss the memory copy and have endless trouble.

When the waitress brought a pot of hot tea, she had thought out the plan to deal with the shark department; When the waitress brought afternoon tea cakes for the second time, Lin Sanjiu looked up and asked, "can I call here?"

With that, she pointed to the connector on the table that was changed by [the power of description] - now it looks like a mobile phone, although the details are not restored accurately.

"Calling" is also an ordinary behavior before the end of the day. The trained waitress looked at the "mobile phone" and hesitated. She put the cake tray on the table and smiled and said, "of course."

... this is not the first time Lin Sanjiu took out the contact.

Along the way, she has tried many times. As soon as she regained her memory, Lin Sanjiu almost couldn't help taking out the contact package and immediately contacting the gift package - but at that time, Wu Yiliu was nearby, and she was afraid that she would leak information from any details.

If I had known it would leak, I might as well contact the gift bag immediately.

Now she listens to the same silence again and again, but she can't connect the contact at the other end of the gift bag. Is it because she missed more than ten minutes?

Lin Sanjiu finally slapped the silent connector with a slap, and ruthlessly swept it into the card library.

Is he okay? There can be nothing wrong with him. He and Yu Yuan are both data bodies, and there is no power to hurt them - she has seen with her own eyes that Yu Yuan's head, which was broken into eight petals, can recover itself; What's more, the present gift bag is just a small wisp of his body, which is safely existing in a dark corner of the universe

This consolation is very logical, but it just can't explain why the two people's connectors can't be connected.

I don't know if there is a place to release news when wandering in the cloud. Maybe she can send a message to Yu Yuanhe's gift bag.

"Post a message?" At least the topic of chat is not limited to the end of the day; The waitress answered her question enthusiastically: "of course, there are several systems! It depends on what group you want to release information to. Evolutionists and ordinary people have their own systems, and there are also hybrid systems. I'll write them down for you later."

Lin Sanjiu's heart was a little calmer.

After receiving the note written by the waitress, Lin Sanjiu, who had been hungry for a long time, couldn't help it any longer. He picked up a sandwich in front of him and bit off half of it in one bite, then he was surprised. The products of this coffee shop are actually the same as before the end of the day: they are all real white bread, tomatoes and lettuce. Not only are the sauces complete, but even the meat seems to be real beef, not like a substitute for meat in the future.

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Is this too precious? Where can I find fresh ingredients?

She became small and reserved at the second bite, savoring and pondering the taste of the sandwich a little bit; Besides the sandwiches, there were scones, butter and cakes waiting for her. It seemed that everyone was real - even in the 12th World, there were not many people who could afford such an afternoon tea.

Maybe this can explain why there is a murmur outside the door.

"Why don't you trust me?" the man who bent over, pressed the communicator on his ear and turned his back to the door of the coffee shop, was whispering to the person at the other end of the communication at this time: "didn't she let me follow her? Now that she has entered the coffee shop, I have to pay for it. The tea fee must be reimbursed by the organization? The minimum... The minimum consumption is 200 yuan."

Lin Sanjiu bit the cake and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that the next person is much better than Wu Yiliu.