Chapter 1976

The night breeze hasn't appeared for a long time.

The sparse and loose clouds seemed to be thin cotton torn apart by thin hands, lazily thrown into the dark space. Whether it's the cloud or the moon, there's a difference tonight; They were not interested in the figure running all the way on the ground, so she hurriedly threw out the shadow of the cloud moon, quickly climbed the high metal wall and jumped off the other end of the earth.

Lin Sanjiu soon became a smaller and smaller figure, and finally disappeared from the earth in the distance.

After she left, the Arsenal under the night fell into solidification again. The wind stopped, no one's footsteps, and the shadow was pressed on the ground by silence, as if the whole arsenal had been forgotten by time.

I don't know how long it has passed. From the solidified layers of shadows, something slowly began to happen - in the empty wide backyard of the arsenal, dark shadows are rising silently from the ground into the night sky; When the movement sound in the depths of the earth stopped, they also stopped and lit up slightly under the pale moon.

The thin metal platform that once surrounded Brahma and opened a gap from the center; The gap is getting bigger and bigger. When they are fully opened, Brahman, who is re displayed in the world, also gently opens his eyes.

She listened for a moment, then raised her hand.

After several minutes, fan he nodded, withdrew his hand, and [the spirit of all things] disappeared. She stepped out of the thin metal platform, and every step seemed to be just stepped into the darkness, swallowed by the sound; Along the way, fan he didn't even look at the broken wall and the broken door. He didn't make a detour at all and came straight to the door of the recording room of the "biluohuangquan branch".

Fan he kicked the open door with his toes, and the copied and reduced three-dimensional image of biluohuangquan branch behind the door was exposed in front of her eyes.

Lin Sanjiu didn't destroy things here... After she left, everything returned to the normal appearance of the recording room. High and low buildings, but the highest knee; Between the streets formed by light and shadow, various golden names are projected into the air from the heads of all kinds of villains.

Fan he stepped into the stereoscopic image, walked past the villain with the name of "spaan" and stopped in front of the villain with the name of "Li wensujiang".

Her eyes were facing each other for a moment in the small human form formed by light and shadow.

"I know, I haven't come for a long time," fan he looked at the name in the air, and his tone was calm and cool. "In fact, I'm not here to see you this time."

"Li wensujiang" four small pale gold characters floated motionless.

"But you don't mind," she whispered, "you're dead."

Fanhe stopped, and the room was quiet for a while. She looked down at the light and shadow villain who should represent Li wensujiang, shook her head and said, "no matter how I adjust it, it is difficult to show the characteristics of real people in detail... If there were no photos in your file, I would almost forget what you look like."

After thinking for a while, she added, "if I had seen your body, I might remember it better now. But your body was also recycled and destroyed, and your parts were put into use again..."

Fan he looked in his pocket and found a small piece of tender yellow petals.

"I knew I was coming here before, so I picked a wild flower petal on the road." She bent down, put the petals in front of Li wensujiang's villain and said, "the prototype has no tomb... This is not a tomb sweeping."

When she turned and walked away, she looked back and picked up a corner of the robe. The wind that rolled up the robe did not sweep away the petals.

Fanhe stopped next to the "sparan" villain.

"Name, Fanhe," her voice didn't change much, but it seemed that the vibration frequency of vocal cords was different when speaking. It sounded almost like the sound of mechanical operation, "number M02, fifth generation..."

The line of "sparan" suddenly flashed slightly, and then a small arsenal icon floated.

Fan he spread a white palm forward, but did not reach out to touch it, only whispered, "call up the operator's biological mark left by the last interaction of this entry, and transfer it to me."

On the three words "sparan", something suddenly flashed; Fan he waited quietly. As soon as the transfer process was over, she immediately closed her hands and closed her eyes.

"It's really the state of mind after the contact... Indeed, I couldn't help but click on the name of spaan." She whispered, "yes, the biological mark is very clear and strong... So, where are you now?"

*

Lin Sanjiu, who was being tracked, did not exert any imagination and returned to the world of the municipal hall honestly.

When she came out of the arsenal, most of the night had passed; When she finished the tiring journey and returned to the square in front of the municipal hall, bright sunshine had already called together the flood service providers.

The numerous sheds, the spread tables and chairs, the people coming and going, the sound of bargaining... Lin Sanjiu, who had been tossing about all night without rest, felt like a floating ghost walking in the bustling crowd under the sun.

Glancing at [eBay], she saw that my teacher hadn't responded yet. She pressed down a yawn and put it away again. I don't know what happened to the puppet division. Is it dangerous; Just before getting in touch, she couldn't wait for nothing. She simply took advantage of the opportunity that the puppet master was not around and it was more convenient to act, and came back with the problem in her heart.

"Pig?"

A flood service provider, who was held by her for questioning, looked stunned, as if he didn't want to understand why someone would ask him about the whereabouts of a pig - it wasn't until a few seconds later that he suddenly realized: "Oh, you're talking about the pig type degenerate!"

"Yes, yes," Lin Sanjiu nodded quickly and said, "I also looked around the building of the municipal hall, and I saw it in the square. I didn't see it everywhere... Last time I came, I saw two ends in one breath."

"I really didn't notice. When you say so, they really aren't here today." The bearded flood service provider sat idly on the small stool, probably because there was no business for the time being anyway, but he was quite willing to say a few more words: "what are you looking for a pig type degenerate?"

After thinking for a long time, Lin Sanjiu finally decided to tell the truth: "the pig I saw last time said that it hoped that the doomsday world of the municipal hall would survive and become a real little doomsday..."

"Ha," I didn't expect that moustache smiled and said, "so it's this? We've all heard of it a little, and we don't know what dreams they have. Degenerate species are degenerate species, and they can't change their eating -- that's what."

Maybe his voice was so loud that a stall owner nearby heard him, and he also leaned over to join the conversation and said to Lin Sanjiu, "you are looking for a pig type degenerate. Today is not the right time."

"Why?" Lin San Jiu asked.

"I've heard that those pigs have work to do." The stall owner seemed to be idle, and he was very active in gossip, saying, "although it's like a pig, they also have needs for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and there are many places where money and materials should be used. Once, a pig came to me to buy something, and I was curious and asked, how did this money come..."

"Is it earned by work?" Moustache was very interested, "but what can they do, and who will deal with degenerate species?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if I did something about killing people and stealing goods." The two of them focused on themselves, and became more and more interested, saying, "maybe I didn't hide this idea in my heart, which made the pig see it. It seems that it likes to let others know that it's wrong, and it enjoys the way others eat it... In short, guess what it says to me?"

Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't help leaning over.

"It said that basically all the degenerate pigs are in the same place and do the same job. It said that the organization they work in is very standardized and rigorous, and that the scale is not small, and the pay is good... There are even rest days." The stall owner waved in the direction of the square and said, "they like the city hall world best. When there is no pig here, it means that they are all at work."

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word - it's the end of the world. Pig, no, pig degenerate, do you have to go to work?

My outline is very successful! Basically, there are still twoorthree scattered threads, which have not been compiled into the whole top view for the time being. There are still some details to be smoothed out. In addition, there is almost an outline all the way to the end.

The notebook that writes the outline is twice as thick as it was when it was brand new. It looks very satisfying