Chapter 1798

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Now is the time of the day when the sun is at its strongest. The earth is full of deep cracks after cracking. The dust and yellow sand are blowing in the poisonous heat, and it is difficult to breathe, making people feel as if they are going to suffocate in the next second.

At this time, the survivors usually find some cool places to sleep, rather than now, 20 or 30 people sitting in the sun around a white tent, suffering from the high temperature.

Although everyone was sweating and looked very uncomfortable, I don't know why, no one stood up and left - everyone sat down quietly and glanced at the direction of the tent from time to time.

This one person high tent is made of insulated cloth. If you sit in it, it must be very cool.

At this time, the entrance of the tent is tightly closed.

"This guy can really put on airs. I'm dying of heat."

From the thigh of a gentle young man, a low scolding voice suddenly came - the young man hurriedly pressed the talking thing, exposed a pair of gray gloves obviously modified with socks on his hand, and gently scolded, "don't make trouble! If they hear us, we'll be out of business."

A rabbit head was squeezed out of his palm. The brown rabbit with small pink carrots on its fur smashed its mouth dissatisfied.

"Damn, it's just a broken ability, and it's still so domineering..." it muttered.

In fact, Hu Changzai also felt the same way - but unlike the wayward rabbit, he still sat upright.

After waiting for a while in the scorching sun, something finally came out of the quiet tent. The rustling sound of some clothes materials became heavier and heavier as people gasped - the people sitting outside the tent made a little commotion, and then everyone lowered their heads as if they hadn't heard anything.

About ten minutes later, the door of the tent was opened and a woman with a flushed face came out.

She pulled the zipper of her skirt with one hand behind her, and before she stepped out with one foot, someone made a timely noise: "miss Meihuan, did Mr. a wake up this afternoon?"

The woman called Meihuan glanced at the speaker with watery eyes: "Mr. A has just got up and is a little thirsty. If anyone can provide Mr. A with some fresh fruit, he can come in and get a visa."

As soon as her voice fell, twenty or thirty people, including Hu Changzai, couldn't help being a little silly.

If put in the past, fresh fruit is nothing, but in extreme temperature hell——

"Miss Meihuan, you also know that fruit can't be preserved. Do you think fruit juice is OK? I have several flavors here." A middle-aged man hurriedly asked.

Having fruit juice is the best situation. At best, others have some mineral water, so no one speaks for a while. Meihuan noncommittally turned around and entered the tent. After a while, she leaned out her head and said, "the one with juice, come in!"

The middle-aged man went in with a happy face - also, the visa officer surnamed a charged a high price for each visa. He really made money by being able to exchange a few bottles of juice for a visa.

"I don't know what he will ask us later." Hu Chang sighed anxiously, "we have a few special items on us that are still available."

While talking, Meihuan just walked up to him with a small notebook in her hand and raised her chin at him: "Hey, how many visas do you want to apply for?"

"Oh, I'm not here to apply for a visa. I'm here to check the names of two people to see if they have issued a visa..."

"Check people?" Mei Huan paused with the pen in her hand and looked at him a few times: "that's precious. What's the name?"

Hu Chang replied in a hurry, "one is Lin San Jiu, the other is Hai Tianqing... Yes, drinking wine, the sea of the sea."

Lin Sanjiu's blow really made people fly to the horizon - Hu Chang walked for a long time after getting up from the ground and found himself in a neighboring province. It was also his good luck that he was beaten so far away and unexpectedly met a rabbit soon.

But next, no matter how one person and one rabbit looked, there was no trace of Lin Hai and his two people.

Just when they couldn't help it, they happened to hear that a visa officer from the outside world came near here - thinking that Lin Sanjiu might come to the visa officer, a person and a rabbit came with a glimmer of hope.

After registering, Meihuan went back to the tent and passed the middle-aged man who came out; However, the latter's face is not very good-looking. Someone immediately asked, "what's the matter? Didn't you get a visa?"

"Got it," the middle-aged man shook a piece of paper in his hand, not in high spirits. "I sent out three boxes of juice, but only got a visa to the B-class world."

The young man immediately took a breath: "Oh, grade B! That's a little dangerous. It's better to pass it randomly... Where did you want to go?"

"That goes without saying, of course, it's the central 12th boundary!" The middle-aged man said no more, but sighed and left.

Hu Chang listened in the fog, listening to the footsteps of the middle-aged man gone away. He held his tongue and asked in a low voice, "for the visa officer, is there any difference in which world's visa is given? Why not give the visa he wants just now?"

The man had long hair. After hearing this, he glanced sideways at him and sneered, "first time?"

He nodded.

The young man with long hair said "no wonder", then he stopped talking and just played with the two glass balls in his hand. Hu Chang waited for a while. Seeing that he still didn't mean to continue speaking, he was a little anxious and was about to ask. He just heard the regular footsteps of the middle-aged man who had just gone away.

Hu Chang glanced up, and the small figure of the middle-aged man stood at the end of the street, as if he was looking at something in the distance with his head raised - then his cry came back to the tent: "puppet master!"

Hu Changzai's heart stopped suddenly.

"Puppet master, is it really him?"

"Why is he here?"

"I'm x, shall we avoid it first..."

Then, people around them stood up one after another, and whispers instantly infected everyone with an uneasy atmosphere.

The distance of a street is really not far - the murmur has not yet fallen, the people who want to escape have not had time to raise their feet, and the figure of the puppet master has clearly appeared in everyone's vision; It seemed that he didn't take much steps, but he was already standing in front of the tent.

Compared with when he was at the dock, the Puppeteer didn't change much: he was still in the same strange dress and pale skin, but the gold powder around his eyes turned into red powder - the biggest change was the person behind him.

There is no one who looks like a plastic model.

Whether it's the woman in her thirties, the 1.9-meter-old man, or the short girl... Everyone's hair, skin, pores, are full of real touch. A young man even has a zit on his face - obviously, they can't be plastic models.

However, everyone's eyes are the same empty, and the joints are stiff between actions; Everyone's neck is sewn with thick twisted thread - it looks as if everyone has had surgery on their throat.

The scene instantly quieted down. I don't know who gulped his saliva with a loud voice.

A few people who didn't know the puppet master were also shocked by this scene. For a moment, no one spoke in the audience, and no one dared to move - the puppet master was famous for his moodiness, and no one was willing to act rashly.

Mei Huan, with a white face, looked a little helpless and came out of the tent: "puppet master, why are you here..."

"Are you a visa officer?" The Puppeteer asked with a blank face.

Mei Huan glanced at him quietly: "no, Mr. a..."

The next moment, she had been heavily thrown back into the tent by a wind. The tent couldn't stand the force, and the support immediately collapsed.

"It's not that I haven't asked the visa officer to get out!"

From the collapsed tent Bree, a fat man with sweat all over his head immediately emerged: "isn't this the puppet master? I'm a danger, do you want to open a visa?"

The puppet master glanced at him, and the fat man immediately smiled politely: "are you going back to the central 12th circle? You make a price, and I'll give you..."

Somehow, when facing the puppet master, he still wanted to ask for a price.

"Wait a minute." The puppet master shouted to stop his short leg moving back, and said leisurely, "find a name for me before you issue a visa."

The fat man wiped a sweat: "you say."

As if sensing something, the puppet master's eyes cruised around the field and frowned, which slowly spit out a name: "Lin San Jiu."

Meihuan, who was shivering outside the tent, was stunned and subconsciously answered: "... Drinking wine?"

The Puppeteer's sharp eyes immediately condensed on her: "do you know this person?"

"No, no, no, yes... Well, just now someone said he also wanted to check the name..."

Now she just wanted the Puppeteer to take his eyes away from her and quickly stretched out his hand, "he's right there with a rabbit... Eh?"

At her finger, a young man with yellow hair hurriedly jumped aside, revealing an empty place behind him.