The figure of the puppet master and his party, which lasted only threeorfour seconds on the monitoring screen, was randomly switched to other strange evolutionists. Lin Sanjiu didn't even know whether they chose the 85 o'clock road.

However, as long as there is a choice, no one will choose the 85 o'clock route? Even if the puppet master may not count, there is Yu Yuan... She comforted herself secretly.

If everyone walks in the direction of fireworks, they should meet sooner or later. But up to now, Lin Sanjiu can't think of why he was pushed by his friends - push, push, and why did they follow in?

If you want to frame someone, why doesn't it look like a frame?

When the elevator touched the ground, she had seen nearly ten groups of evolutionists on the screen, some were choosing the road, some were on the road, and some were gathering chips... The number of people in each group ranged from one to fiveorsix, of which the most impressive was a two person group, one of whom was a big yellow chicken and the other a big bear, all covered in doll clothes for some reason.

"In this way, our appearance may also be played to others," said Pan Cui, who also kept staring at the screen.

More than twenty floors passed quickly; Until the elevator "Ding" opened the door, they peeled their eyes off the screen and turned to the elevator door that was slowly opening.

In the two or three seconds after walking out of the elevator door, several people stood quietly in front of the door, no one moved, no one made a sound.

Lin Sanjiu guessed that at that moment, the other two people, like her, might have fallen into a dreamlike daze: they doubted their senses and cognition, as if they had been expelled and ridiculed by their bodies, and their brains could not reconcile between vision and logic for a moment.

They obviously took the elevator from a high-rise commercial and residential building with more than 40 floors. However, after the elevator door opened and went out, Lin Sanjiu found that he was standing in a dark and narrow alley.

There is no elevator, no hall on the first floor, and nothing that a modern building should have; When Lin Sanjiu finally looked back, she found that behind her was an old building no more than ten stories high, with black stains on the wall for unknown years.

The elevator is still an elevator, but it has also changed from a spacious and bright new elevator to an old elevator for transporting goods. Several boards on the ground are so dirty that they can't see the primary color; The elevator door directly faces an alley, and when it closes, large pieces of graffiti are exposed.

The reason why she could see everything clearly was that even the night had dissipated. At this time, the sky is pale with a layer of dark blue. I don't know whether it is the twilight of the night or the dawn before the morning; The alley in front of me was blocked by the buildings on both sides, and sank into the darkness.

The elevator door finally closed, like suddenly releasing several people from some kind of spell. Pina quickly turned around and shouted "wait"; However, after her eyes fell on the elevator and the old building, she paused again. She didn't even know what she wanted to wait.

Like Lin Sanjiu, Pina also dared not light her back to the alley for too long, and hurriedly turned her head again - perhaps a biological instinct.

"What's the matter with the weather?" Pina murmured, "did we stay in the last road until early morning?"

"No," Pan Cui looked at her watch and said, "with the rest time at the end of the line, we only spent more than three hours on that road. It should be late at night outside."

"In other words, the roads in each area may have their own 'environmental conditions'?" Lin Sanjiu guessed.

"This is terrible,"

Pina couldn't help looking back again. It seemed that she was still looking for the first high-rise building. But there is also an old building near the old building. It seems that this area is a messy old city area. The sky above the building is full of wires and antennas. Naturally, there is no result in any way. "We saw fireworks on the high building. Now that the building is missing, how can we determine the direction of the terminal casino?"

This is indeed a question. Before Lin Sanjiu could answer it, pan Cui suddenly pointed to the alley in front of him and said, "wait, that... Look, is it a brand?"

The alley is very dark. Not only is most of the light broken, but it seems that the days of people living here for many years have also soaked this short stone road, making it dull, thick, dirty and crude. When pan Cui raised her hand, a gust of wind just blew in the alley; In the middle of the flagstone Road, on a piece of clothesline that crosses the past in midair, there is a sign hanging unsteadily, looming between shirts, sheets and large underpants.

Before several people could see the points, the wind fell, and the sheets, pajamas, and sweaters returned to their original positions, covering the brand between layers of clothing, revealing only a faint edge.

"Go and have a look," Lin Sanjiu took the first step, "there should be more than one way here. Pina, you have good observation. Pay attention to see if there are any brands in other places."

Her combat power was the highest, led by her. Pan Cui and Pina watched from left to right, and they walked to the middle of the alley together. With the experience of the previous road, Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to trust the [protective force field] completely. He simply took out the [extended hand] and lifted the clothes in front of him with it; Behind it was a large sheet, which she pushed aside.

Sure enough, as pan Cui said, what was hanging on the clothes line was a notice board with a line of black printed words that Lin Sanjiu was very familiar with - "this road points to 40, please hand over the corresponding chips".

Pina made a choking sound as if she had suddenly choked her windpipe, and suddenly stopped her steps; Pan Cui pulled out a metal net from her waist and whispered to Lin Sanjiu, "get back quickly!"

Lin Sanjiu also stopped, [extended hand] still holding the sheet.

A face painted with thick white powder was floating above the sign, and that smile seemed to solidify into the muscle, motionless.

"Into... Evolutors?" Pina whispered, "or copy NPC?"

On the man's snow-white face, his eyebrows were painted thick black, and a pair of eyes were repeatedly accentuated with black eyeliner, as if two deep holes had been dug out on a white board. He painted his mouth small and red, and wore a black bonnet on his head; When Lin Sanjiu finally moved his eyes and glanced at the tag, he suddenly realized his identity.

Black and white T-shirts, black suspenders, and a pair of white gloves... At this time, the white gloves are under the sign, posing in front of the left hand and behind the right hand; He stared at Lin Sanjiu and his party. After a few seconds, his hands turned to the front of his right hand and the back of his left hand.

"This is... A mime," Lin Sanjiu whispered to the two people beside him. "He seems to want us to turn the sign around."