Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1716 Lin Sanjiu and Miss Tour Guide Finally Arrived Home

"When my home world suffered the apocalypse, I was unable to evolve because of insufficient potential, and gradually became what you call a 'degenerate species'... Could it be that I chose it myself? No, I am also just a victim of the apocalypse world , What I did when I was a fallen species cannot represent my essence. No normal person in the world would voluntarily become like this."

Saying that, the young man pointed to his feet.

It has to be said that Bian Mouse is still very good at words after changing his body.It’s just that if it sounds reasonable, it’s not as powerful as what he just dragged out: a flat mouse—a depraved species of flat mouse—with its entire head cut off, like a big shriveled bag , the white arc-shaped eyes set in the front have been stained black with blood.

Perhaps it was too much shock, but the two around Lin Sanjiu were silent, but they couldn't say a word.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and asked, "You wanted to do this a long time ago, didn't you? When R Chen's consciousness exited your depraved body, did you put your mind on this vegetable?"

After a short recollection, she understood the tricks of Bianmouse.It made her feel weird to say that, but in fact, because she was busy dealing with R Chen at that time, some omissions that she didn't pay attention to at all, which seemed to be unworthy of attention, turned out to be an opportunity for Bian Mouse to change her fate.

For example, the cipher paper written by R Chen.

When Bianshuo suddenly yelled loudly, saying that the mastermind had left his body, how could Lin Sanjiu remember the password paper that R Chen threw on the ground?A number was blacked out on that cipher paper, but as long as you try one by one, you can always find the correct one—I think Bianmouse noticed the cipher paper at the first time, but didn't make a sound; Only then quietly slipped back, tried out the correct password, and entered the young man's body.

"It's a bit harsh to say that, but it's true... I soon realized that there is a way to get rid of the status of a fallen species, lying in front of my eyes."

The young man said in a low voice: "I thought that when I killed myself, I would be reluctant and hesitate, just like the human consciousness that has entered the body of a fallen species, intuitively wanting to protect my original body .But it feels like the garbage bag is full and should be taken out and thrown away. I think this is because I know very well in my heart that this guy who is a fallen species has never been me."

That being said... the determination to break the boat is not something that everyone can achieve.

The man smiled wryly again, and said to Lin Sanjiu: "I originally wanted to wait until you left before coming out, pretending that I was the original owner of this body. Unfortunately, I couldn't hold back myself, and wanted to see this passage clearly." , I was discovered by you. What are you going to do with me? Are you willing to give me a chance to be a man again?"

Lin Sanjiu was rather at a loss—human morality, wisdom, or principles of behavior are always developed from past experience. When faced with a completely new and completely unfamiliar problem, she couldn't help but feel that she was not strong enough to make a judgment. The foundation is over.

The original owner is already dead, and if his body is not given to the flat mouse, I am afraid that there will be no good end in the end; besides, if there is one less fallen species and one more human being in the world, it will be a good thing for the world, right?

Most importantly, she doesn't seem to be qualified to judge whether the flat mouse should live as a human being now.

Unexpectedly, although Giza looked pale and was quite shocked, she still managed to stabilize her mind. "You, you will cooperate with me and testify together?"

"Of course!" The man jumped up and said hastily, "I will definitely cooperate. This is also the best way for me, and it is the best way to avoid suspicion."

Gisa turned to look at Lin Sanjiu, and said, "I think, with one more person as surety, it will be easier for the organization to trust me."

"He's a fallen species inside him!" The tour guide heard what he meant, and said a little incredulously.

Giza glanced at Bianmouse, and then made a gesture, asking the two to go back to the passage again, and felt that the man was far enough away, so he whispered: "I have entered the mind of the fallen species myself, I guess I would It may be the same in the past. When he was a fallen species, the unscrupulous badness will now be framed by human thinking, and will not be as destructive as before. And A Teng, oh, is the original owner, he His fighting power is also very average, not as good as mine... The most important thing is one thing, I don't think he knows it."

"What?" Lin Sanjiu said while using his remaining consciousness to block his voice.Before, she had to pretend that her consciousness was exhausted so that Giza's body would roll off her back naturally; but now her consciousness has almost bottomed out, and Teacher Yi reminded her several times.

"When we were training, we were all warned that the time for a guest to experience the fallen species should not exceed one hour at a time. If the time is too long, the effectiveness of the nerve cord will gradually weaken, causing the foreign consciousness to be absorbed by the original consciousness. ...Moreover, even if the guest's consciousness is very strong and they are not absorbed, the impact of the sequelae will become immeasurable."

Gisar paused, and continued: "Of course, Aten's consciousness is gone now, and there is no possibility of annexing the consciousness of the fallen species. It's just that the risk of entering a foreign body still exists, that is, the incompatibility and incompatibility between the consciousness and the body." Compatible. Over time... His consciousness may be gradually dispelled, and he will become a vegetable again. It is not impossible for him to start a new life with Aten's body, but I think the possibility of this is too small."

No wonder he wasn't afraid to ask Lin Sanjiu to kill Bianshuo immediately.

It's just that Bianmouse has spent so much effort and sacrificed so much, maybe it's still nothing in the end?
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the man in the distance who knew nothing about it and looked nervous.

Bian Mouse may not always live as A Teng; he has a delicate mind, and he probably already has a plan, where he will go and what he will do after testifying...Whether his plan for the future can be realized depends on On the mercy of an unknown fate.

With Ji Sa's unfinished words as the end, when Lin Sanjiu and the bee needle poison entered the elevator shaft tunnel together, she still had a feeling of being in a trance and feeling a little out of balance.

This incident in the exhibition hall of the Corrupted Species vaguely echoed her own experience of being transformed into memory; what is the difference between the later influence left by the Corrupted Species and Ah Quan's transformation of her? ?

She has been very resistant to returning to her past self, but her past self is full of the fearless courage that Giza has been thinking about, and even wants to obtain through the fallen species.

In the narrow tunnel with only emergency lights, the two of them slid, turned, and went straight. They were clearly in the sky, but it felt like a gopher was drilling a hole.After they chose several directions, they finally returned to the "Dazhenji" where the latter lived under the guidance of the lady tour guide. It was a piece of platforms that were "proliferated" from the original buildings. It's like a big mushroom growing out of the wood.Because it is very close to the smog layer and does not have complete and convenient living facilities, it has become an affordable living place for ordinary evolutionaries.

As soon as Lin Sanjiu entered through the connecting door, Lin Sanjiu could feel a sense of impoverishment: the large array was divided into several areas, the area was not large, but it was crowded with residential doors one after another, and the passage was so narrow Make people unable to turn around.There is neither water nor electricity in the corridors or in the rooms; at the end of the large array is a row of dry toilets and stoves—according to the explanation from the tour guide, they are mainly used by servants.

"We don't have much money, so we can only hire that kind of public servants to come to the door on time every day." She led Lin Sanjiu to her door with familiarity, and even took out a handful of things that were common before the end of the world. Keys, and I don't know what effect this kind of ordinary door lock can play in a place full of evolutionaries.

The tour guide led Lin Sanjiu into the door, her expression seemed a little proud and satisfied, but also knowingly shabby, she waved her hand and introduced, "Look, this is my home!"

... Lin Sanjiu had seen a cell that was more spacious than her home.

Although it cannot be called comfortable and convenient, the home of the tour guide lady is still clean and tidy: in a square-like space, a small bed is placed neatly along the corner of the wall, the floor is bare, and a small bed with sundries is placed on it. A piece of cloth was spread on the big plastic box, which was equivalent to a table, and a few tattered books and an artificial flower were placed on it.

Apart from the small bed, Lin Sanjiu didn't even have a place to sit - both of them were dirty and smelly, and she was too embarrassed to sit on someone else's bed.

"Is this all cleaned by servants?" Lin Sanjiu pressed back another question in his mind-is it necessary to hire servants for such a small place?
"Yes," the tour guide seemed to guess from her expression, and hurriedly said: "Cleaning is actually just incidental. There is no water and electricity here, so we have to rely on servants to add water, collect garbage, deliver letters, deliver goods, and collect ingredients. Cooking... When the owner leaves, you need to regularly check and maintain the room, so as not to be taken away before the expiration date."

In other words, the servants walking in the clouds actually functioned as the hydropower system, postal system, garbage collection system, real estate security system, and even canteens and restaurants in the pre-apocalyptic society?No wonder they felt they could not live without servants.

"Oh, the bucket of water that was delivered this morning hasn't been used up yet. Let's use it sparingly. It should be able to wash our bodies clean." The tour guide also realized the terrible state of the two of them at the moment—the dirt on Lin Sanjiu's body There was a puddle of dirt on the floor——she added: "We're all women anyway, so it's okay to wash together."

Lin Sanjiu watched as she took out half a bucket of water from the corner, placed it in the center of the room with great care, and took out two towels from the box—this is not a body wash, but a body scrub at best.And because the room was so small, they didn't even have the privacy to scrub each other; she could only keep a piece of underwear without embarrassment, and tried not to look at each other's bodies.

"Just pour the dirty water out of the window," said the tour guide without a sense of public morality. "Anyway, there are degenerate species under the smog layer..."

The three words "degenerate" suddenly gave her a jolt.At that moment, the expression on Bee Needle Poison's face was slightly distorted and darkened as if someone had pinched it.

Lin Sanjiu slowly dipped the towel in his hand into the water, watched her silent for two seconds.

"Are you still under the influence of the degenerates and feel uncomfortable now?" She whispered, "You entered into the minds of the degenerates without any psychological preparation. I think you may be more shocked than Ordinary people are bigger. I have a way to blur the memory of the time when you accidentally experienced the fallen species... I wonder if you would like it?"

　When I wrote Dazhenji, I felt that I could write Dazhenji in more detail and more comprehensively. However, due to space and necessity considerations, I had to give up a large part of the description, which is a bit regrettable.

Then I thought, what the hell is there to regret? Do you think this proves my creativity? No, it actually proves my poverty. When I write about poor places, I write clearly and vividly, and when I write about luxury and nobility At that time, only Patek Philippe, Patek Philippe...

　
(End of this chapter)