Chapter 2198

... No matter how you think about it, this seems to be a dead end.

In the short moment when the chunky accountant's voice fell, Lin Sanjiu seemed to be sitting in the center of a kaleidoscope, the world was constantly spinning outside his mind; countless thoughts came one after another, and each time an answer that seemed to be the solution emerged. , and was immediately dragged into the water again by the entangled darkness.

Indeed, she has no way to change this reality.

She doesn't have the power to fight against Occidentus, she can't protect every ordinary person from being exploited by evolutionists forever, and she can't build an ideal world without teleportation... What the chunky accountant said can be said to be greatly It was beyond her expectation.

"Actually, I have long suspected that the improved farm promised by the pig is an unreliable lie." Lin Sanjiu suddenly smiled wryly, and said, "I originally asked you a question on purpose."

She sighed, and looked down at a machine under countless screens, a green light spot was shining on the machine at the moment.

As early as when Lin Sanjiu ordered the pigs to search for Feng Huanyan and Xing Xing in every farm branch through the radio, she had seen with her own eyes how Wang Gen operated the machine. Although her little willpower was almost shattered by the puppeteer, a consciousness as big as a fingertip can still be squeezed out.

Wangen died, and no one noticed that the broadcast system had quietly come online.

"You turned on the radio?" The chubby accountant found out where she was looking, and was taken aback for a moment before realizing it. "The things you said about improving the farm...are also for ordinary people on the farm to listen to?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded.

She hopes that ordinary people can know their real situation and what choices they have, but she finally finds that the person who realizes the reality is herself.

"It's all irrelevant." The chubby accountant also smiled wryly, "Whether they know it or not, can't change the essence of the matter. Since ordinary people are powerless to control and resist, they are just vaccine raw materials... We are not afraid of their know, let alone be afraid of their resistance.”

His performance also confirmed this point: he knew that the public address system was still on at the moment, and every word he said would be heard by ordinary people, but the chunky accountant didn't even have the slightest intention to soften it.

"It's a kind of cruelty for you to let them hear the truth." The short and fat accountant shook his head and said, "They believed the pig's lies with all their hearts before, thinking that they were building a world for ordinary people, so even if they suffer , They are also happy. Life may be difficult, but they are full of hope. But now they know the truth, and they can’t change the reality. What is left for them in the future is only sober pain.”

Whether to be a happy domestic animal or to suffer soberly seems to be a thought experiment question with a long history-Lin Sanjiu knows which choice he will make, but what about other people?

Is it true that as the dumpy accountant said, it is better for ordinary people to continue living a lie?

"Sorry, don't blame me for speaking directly, I just don't think I should waste your time with empty words."

At this moment, the chubby accountant quickly glanced at the puppeteer - the latter rarely has the experience of letting flies and miscellaneous fish buzz around, but he has no way to intervene; at this moment, even a fool can realize that The gloomy atmosphere in the hall, just like the dark clouds condensed before the rainstorm, gradually weighed down people's breath.

Regardless of how ugly this guy is, in just a few minutes, he not only saved his life with Yu Yuan, but also tried his best to use words to dispel the possibility of the farm being destroyed... Even though Lin Sanjiu knew everything, she broke the law. If you don't start a dead end, you still can't do anything.

"We should go," Qing Jiuliu suddenly said softly, then pointed to the screen. "Look, that exit."

On the screen is a dark cave entrance, which seems to be one of the roads leading to the Seven Divisions. At this time, in the darkness, Lin Sanjiu could barely see a small piece of pale, fingernail-like light from the entrance of the cave—in the light, there was only the shadow cast by a pair of human feet; Everything above the feet was drowned in darkness.

...someone is standing at the entrance of the cave.

Just looking at it, and thinking for a while that "it might be the steward of Occidental's body", Lin Sanjiu felt as if a big hole had opened up in her body—she seemed to be flying from a high altitude just like last time. As she fell, the howling cold wind crazily poured into the cavity in her body, causing her spirit to shrink, and she had nowhere to hide under the strong wind.

It was just a thought, and her body temperature couldn't help but cool down.

This time there is no Jotans; if the group of them confronts Occidentus again...

But what about so many ordinary people?

"There is no time now." Qing Jiuliu seemed to see her struggle, glanced at the short and fat accountant, and said, "If you don't like what they are doing, we can come back when we are ready. Live in a pigsty from now on? Besides, there is a saying that you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves thinking about it, right. You are thinking about it, and they will never get better."

"Why did I become a thief?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help replying, and was pulled out of the entanglement and hesitation for a moment. As soon as she turned her head, the short and fat accountant seemed to understand what she meant, and immediately spoke.

"I'm going to apply for the [one-way channel] from the leader right now. It's okay for you to leave at ease. I will ask the organization to send it to you directly. It has reached this point, I think you can also see that we don't You will play unnecessary tricks on such trivial details."

"Central Station locker," Lin Sanjiu didn't need to say much, the short and fat accountant understood and nodded immediately.

"The certificate of deposit will be given to you through the paper crane." He promised.

The puppeteer stared at the screen sullenly, without moving his feet for a moment. It wasn't until Qing Jiuliu asked him nicely for a while, that he finally reacted, and glanced at the glass wall with the sea on the other side of the hall.

When passing by Lin Sanjiu, there was a burst of cold and thick scented powder, as if a cold hand pinched his throat. In the wind where he couldn't tell whether it was smell, shadow or temperature, Lin Sanjiu heard him laugh softly.

"How many people who agree with the law of the jungle will stay and kill him at this time?" He seemed to be mocking and self-deprecating. "The same thing, if you put it on others, it is reasonable, but if you put it on yourself, it will make you cry..."

He looked back at the chunky accountant and smiled. "Right?"

The short and fat accountant's complexion turned pale, almost at the same time as Lin Sanjiu realized the murderous intent in the air—Lin Sanjiu really didn't expect that she would have to do the same thing twice today ;The steel whip split the air like a poisonous dragon, and with a sharp whistling sound, it hit the short and fat accountant's stomach, and knocked him out high, inevitably splashing a stream of blood in mid-air flower.

The puppeteer didn't raise his hand until now, he just combed the feathers on his wrist a few times slowly, and glanced at Lin Sanjiu.

"Why are you suddenly excited?" His half smile was also gloomy, "Look at how hard you beat your good friend."

Lin Sanjiu rubbed his face vigorously before realizing that he had been fooled. "You...you just didn't..."

The puppeteer ignored her, turned around and left.

Qing Jiuliu stepped up and followed, not forgetting Feng Huanyan who was shivering beside him all the time; he smiled at the little girl, and just said "you come", Feng Huanyan was already fascinated by the civet cat, Straight Leng Leng followed up.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the screen again, knowing that she didn't have much time left.

The puppeteer only needs to raise his hand, as if the entire glass wall has been blasted, it immediately turns into countless sparkling diamonds under the sky, and falls to the sea below one after another; the sea breeze pours into it In the hall, Lin Sanjiu's blood-stained half-length hair was messed up.

When the chunky accountant stood up coughing, she also came a few steps away from him.

"I let you live not because of Yu Yuan." Lin Sanjiu lowered his eyelids, looked at him, and said, "It's the same if I asked Lou Qin for that thing directly."

The short and fat accountant was breathing heavily, covering his stomach with his hands, his face covered with fine sweat.

"I can kill you, but just because I can, doesn't mean I have to do it." Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "Being powerful doesn't conflict with having self-control, a sense of responsibility, and conscience."

The chunky accountant looked up, and his eyes lingered on her face for a moment. He finally smiled wryly again, and said intermittently: "It's the first time I've heard it since I entered the doomsday... You must know that other people may not be like you."

"I know."

After Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, she turned and walked towards Haifeng. Every step she took seemed to be heavier than the last one; Qing Jiuliu spoke nicely, but she knew the essence of every step she took at this moment—it was just running away.

She has neither the ability nor the courage to manage the suffering that so many ordinary people will suffer in the future—maybe the common people are not her responsibility in the first place, but the fact that she turns her head when she sees the suffering still makes her feel strongly uncomfortable.

After all, there are too many ordinary people on the farm, let alone this world, Lou Qin said that there are three worlds...

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped.

She looked at the Exodus who was slowly approaching, and then turned to look at the chunky accountant behind him.

"Hey!"

Lin Sanjiu called out suddenly, as if he had been startled. "Let me ask you, how long has the human farm been around?"

The chubby accountant was stunned for a moment, and replied cautiously, "At least seven or eight months."

"How much blood is enough to produce a vaccine?"

"It is necessary to purify the key substances in the blood to make the vaccine..." the short and fat accountant said blankly, "As far as I know, a vaccine needs about 300-600 milliliters of blood, depending on the content of the key substances in the blood. "

It was Qing Jiuliu who called her to bring Lin Sanjiu back from his contemplation.

"It's time to go," he tilted his head and glanced at her.

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