Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1053: Bohemia’s Dilemma

“Which rascal has become so shameless?”

This Pocket Dimension seemed to still be in the process of forming with radiant white lights shimmering in all directions, making both of them squint their eyes. Although Bohemia couldn’t see anything clearly, it didn’t stop her from loudly cursing, “Whoever asks me to strip, I’ll make them shed a layer of skin!”

As her words fell, the white light gradually receded like a receding tide, revealing the appearance of this Pocket Dimension. Bohemia had already been annoyed by all sorts of troublesome things, and now she had once again stepped into a Pocket Dimension. With a heart full of anger, she flung the Descartes Spirit aside and rolled up her sleeves, saying, “Whoever farted, I’ll… your mother—”

Before she could finish saying the word “come,” she froze as she looked ahead. After a short half-second, she quickly smoothed out her sleeves, took a half-step back, and almost stepped on Lin Sanjiu’s foot. Afraid that she didn’t appear submissive enough, Bohemia lowered her head, clasped her hands together, twisted the edge of her sleeves, and said in a soft voice, “Hello, how have you been? Are you doing well?”

“Uh-huh.”

The usually dark and gentle voice now sounded as if it was suppressing some kind of anger, resounding heavily in their eardrums and making people tremble at the sound.

Bohemia stared at the ground, hoping she could dissolve into thin air. No, no matter how she thought about it, the culprit was Lin Sanjiu standing beside her. What did she do? She didn’t do anything wrong, nothing that could cause trouble. Oh, she wondered how Lin Sanjiu would react after witnessing this conflicting scene with her own cognition—

The more Bohemia thought about it, the more she felt that she was right. She initially felt a sense of security, and at this moment, the Descartes Spirit suddenly floated up from the ground and loudly shouted in her, Dr. Hu, and the person opposite their minds, “Bohemia, I want to absorb this person!”

Why did it mention her name?

Why did it specifically inform the other party when it wanted to absorb them?

“Hurry, Bohemia, help me out—We can ignore this Pocket Dimension for now. I’m here!” The Descartes Spirit was excited at this moment. “This kind of posthuman is very rare. It’s a rare opportunity to encounter someone so strong but now weakened by injuries… Hurry, hurry, once I absorb him, I’ll leave. There’s another Pocket Dimension outside that shields me from the truth’s sight—”

With a “roar,” the Descartes Spirit was squeezed into a ball by Bohemia’s Higher Consciousness.

If possible, she wished she could compress it infinitely until it became a singularity. She cautiously lifted her head and quickly glanced ahead.

After the white light subsided, everything in front of her had changed. The peculiar buildings—also known as the ‘Truth’—along with the night, were hidden beyond the bounds of the Pocket Dimension as if they had never existed. The daylight illuminated the wide ground beneath their feet. It was made up of square wooden blocks, forming orderly quadrangles in all directions. The boundaries were obscured by mist, making it hard to tell how large it actually was.

It didn’t matter how large it was for now. What mattered most was that in the center of this square land, two people were seated.

One of them was clearly the host of the Pocket Dimension. He appeared as if he was built from plastic blocks, with a square face and a circular button protruding as his nose, while two square-shaped eyes were on either side. His smile was made up of straight lines pieced together, clumsily curving upward, and his clothes were also composed of blocks—it was no wonder he was the host of the strip game, wearing layer upon layer of clothes with his neck completely hidden, making his entire body five times larger than his head. The person beside him didn’t speak, maintaining a stiff smile.

The appearance of another person here was both within expectations and unexpected.

Puppeteer was half-leaning on a long green sofa, contrasting against the dense dark green and glossy leather, making his snow-white complexion devoid of any color. Wet hair, even darker than the night, fell on his straight collarbones, disappearing into the shadows, which in turn vanished into the leather collar along with his pale skin. A short circle of deep blue feathers adorned the shoulders of his leather jacket, gently trembling with his low, seemingly breathless breaths.

Had he changed his clothes since the last time they saw him?

Bohemia thought with some confusion while keeping her head lowered. He was so fastidious about cleanliness, and even in such a weakened state, he still managed to change his clothes? No, no, that wasn’t important—she always got distracted by trivial details—what was important was, what was going on with this Pocket Dimension? Was Puppeteer released by him? Moreover, in Lin Sanjiu’s cognition, Puppeteer was already dead. Now that she saw Puppeteer alive with her own eyes, would it shock her back to reality?

Bohemia had optimistic hopes for life, but life didn’t always repay her in kind. Just as this thought arose, the woman beside her suddenly let out a cold laugh. Bohemia’s heart trembled, and she heard Lin Sanjiu continue to sternly shout at the person in front, “What are you? Pretending to be someone else, and you’re quite good at it. But unfortunately, you don’t know that my friend is already dead.”

‘I really want to see Puppeteer’s expression!’ Bohemia howled in her mind, but her head remained motionless, still lowered. Curiosity kills the cat, so she certainly wouldn’t succumb to this fatal curiosity—

However, tonight, she might be the only one in the world whose thoughts were still rational.

Dr. Hu wasn’t afraid of being killed by curiosity. Suddenly, he kicked his hind legs, pounced out of Bohemia’s arms, and happily ran forward, saying, “Long time no see, it’s me! How have you been—”

“Come back!”

Before Bohemia could react, Lin Sanjiu, standing beside her, swiftly reached out and grabbed Dr. Hu by the back of its neck, pulling it back forcefully. “That Puppeteer is not a real person!”

“Let me go!” Meowie Hu struggled in the air, flailing its four paws and tail, but its attempts to free itself had no effect on Lin Sanjiu. Lin Sanjiu tucked it back into Bohemia’s arms and instructed, “Stay put,” before glancing at Bohemia and asking, “Did that Pocket Dimension follow us here?”

“Well…” Bohemia hadn’t found the right words when she saw Lin Sanjiu turn her head again, seemingly not expecting to receive an answer. Lin Sanjiu stared directly at Puppeteer and asked coldly, “I want to warn you about two things.”

Life is so fleeting, Bohemia thought, looking at Lin Sanjiu. One should cherish every moment while alive.

“First, don’t open your Pocket Dimension here. I don’t know how you came here, but I know that there was no Pocket Dimension here originally. This place is a sanctuary, our holy city, where the Truth resides. Your Pocket Dimension, which doesn’t belong to this world, needs to be packed up and taken away.”

Even though it was a nonsensical statement, Lin Sanjiu’s commanding presence could still be felt. However, the more powerful she appeared, the more intimidating it became.

“Second, don’t impersonate my friend so easily. He is already dead, don’t insult him with your pretense.”

‘Can we see Puppeteer’s reaction now?’

Bohemia and Dr. Hu exchanged a glance, blinking their large eyes, seemingly understanding each other’s thoughts. Both of them couldn’t help but lift their heads and quickly scan the area, feeling relieved: Puppeteer didn’t even glance their way.

However, in an instant, Bohemia’s eyes widened, and she was left dumbfounded.

Puppeteer leaned against the soft cushion of the long sofa, his legs wrapped in black leather hanging down from the edge of the sofa, his gaze fixed on the empty sky. After a while, he gently exhaled as if sighing. His Adam’s apple slid slightly, almost touching the piece of drool bib.

Wait, that piece—that damn drool bib—was still on his neck!

“Bohemia.”

Bohemia never expected to be the first one named, always obedient and well-behaved. This caught her off guard, and she almost jumped out of her skin, blurting out, “Huh?”

Just at that moment, she felt the saliva towel starting to take effect, so she quickly lowered her head.

Lin Sanjiu, who had already turned into a ridiculous Truth, stared at Puppeteer with unwavering righteousness, showing no signs of wavering.

“This is the Pocket Dimension I opened.” Each word seemed to require great effort from Puppeteer, even his breathing sounded slightly heavy. He still didn’t look at them, his voice lightly echoing, devoid of strength. “Since you stepped inside and triggered the Pocket Dimension, you have to complete it.”

“Do we really have to undress?” These words couldn’t be asked.

“I am the owner of the Pocket Dimension,” Puppeteer said, his voice still cold and indifferent despite his injuries. “I can set a clearance condition for you.”

Bohemia quickly raised her head but immediately lowered it even faster.

“Your clearance condition is,” Puppeteer said, then suddenly coughed for a while. After catching his breath, he continued slowly, “Open her mind.”

What?

“I have been curious for a long time,” he looked up, and his slender jawline seemed unusually clear, “I just want to see if she has formaldehyde in her head. I can’t open it myself, so I’ll leave it to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Pocket Dimension host standing next to him suddenly ‘came alive’ and exclaimed loudly, “Player One, Bohemia, the clearance mission is ‘Open Lin Sanjiu’s mind!'”

Lin Sanjiu sneered and nodded at Bohemia. “I trust you,” her eyes shimmered with determination, “We are compatriots.”

Oh.

Upon hearing this, Puppeteer finally turned his head slightly. Bohemia quickly took a step back and stood behind Lin Sanjiu, shaking her head vigorously.

“As for Dr. Hu…” He pondered for a moment, his voice lowered and became inaudible. But it was the Pocket Dimension host by his side who once again spoke loudly, announcing, “Player Two, Dr. Hu, the clearance mission is ‘Stop the bleeding and heal.'”

The little cat breathed a sigh of relief.

Puppeteer suddenly supported himself and whispered a few words to the Pocket Dimension host. In just a few seconds, the Pocket Dimension host spoke for the third time, “Player Three, Lin Sanjiu, the clearance mission is suicide.”