Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1185: This Time, Lin Sanjiu Was Sucked In

Chapter 1185: This Time, Lin Sanjiu Was Sucked In

Just finding the Artist was still far from truly escaping. When Lin Sanjiu realized this, her [Defense Forcefield] was extinguished completely, and her body collapsed to the ground like a collapsing building.

It was ironic that before she thought of the Artist as a way to escape, she had been holding onto Gardenia with various pretexts, afraid to let her go. But now, as the door rattled and finally detached from the wall, sucked into the canvas, Gardenia’s figure appeared, dominating her view from above.

“I’m feeling very agitated right now,” she said softly. Due to the backlight, her appearance and expression were obscured in dimness.

“I’d rather leave with guilt, knowing I’ve done something wrong to others… What do you expect me to do when you’re struggling like this? If I let you out, you’ll definitely seek revenge on me. If I don’t, it means I have to personally block you inside and get my hands even dirtier.”

The Artist took the canvas down and unfolded it in front of Lin Sanjiu as if presenting a treasure. He seemed unaware of how strange it was for Lin Sanjiu to be lying on the ground, looking up at the painting. He even adjusted the angle according to her gaze, so she could see it clearly.

Quickly take it away.

As she thought this, Gardenia seemed to glance at Artist because the latter suddenly jumped up and tucked the painting into his arms.

“Hmm, lucky you’re down. You’ve really exhausted yourself, right?” she said softly. “You’re not trying to trick me, are you?”

Lin Sanjiu lay motionless on the ground but her thoughts were still clear. Mrs. Manas had disappeared; it was not a good sign. It meant she had used up all the Higher Consciousness she needed for her existence. However, Lin Sanjiu didn’t give up. She continued to search and squeeze out any remaining Higher Consciousness like a dying person trying to squeeze water from a sponge.

“I’ve already wronged others, so I might as well become a complete villain.”

After saying this with a sigh, Gardenia stopped talking but didn’t leave either. It seemed like she wanted to stay here and witness Lin Sanjiu’s face with black holes, making sure that there was no way back.

Higher Consciousness couldn’t be squeezed out anymore. However, why was there still no sound around her?

Lin Sanjiu had realized long ago that her [Defense Forcefield] was on the verge of collapse, and there was no way she didn’t prepare any backhand moves. However, in the short span of a few breaths, she hadn’t had time to consider what she should do as a backhand move. So, at the last moment before she fell, she held several cards in her hand at once.

After falling down, her vision was fixed on the direction of the door. She couldn’t see what happened to the items that fell from her hand and reverted from being cards, and she could only worry. But she should have heard something by now, right?

Some music just worked that way. You had to wait for the prelude to play for quite some time.

“You have so many humanoid items,” Gardenia suddenly said softly, not paying much attention to her items. “But even humanoid items need your orders to act, right? You’ve struggled to this point, and it’s still useless… But, because you’ve helped me, I won’t take your belongings once you become a guard.”

That was right—besides the Artist, she did have another humanoid item.

When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she finally felt a person lying next to her, not knowing how long he had been there. Because he had been motionless and didn’t speak, she only noticed him when she was reminded; no wonder Gardenia didn’t care about him at all, probably because he looked like an inactive robot and posed no threat.

In a very low and breathy voice, the person said in her ear, “Hey, didn’t expect you to encounter a new dilemma in life.”

‘d.a.m.n, this guy came out with the other cards as well.’

“But as I promised you, I will accompany you through every hards.h.i.+p and look at the rainbow after the dark clouds together. I believe in your potential, even in such desperate times.”

Now, Lin Sanjiu was truly on the verge of despair. By the time the Life Coach finished his inspiring speech, she would have become an outstanding guard.

“However, about the payment…” The Life Coach’s second service wasn’t free, but she didn’t expect him to raise the price at this moment. “How about five Special Items?”

Lin Sanjiu lay on the ground like a withered tree, unable to respond.

“Since you’re not talking, I’ll take that as a yes,” the Life Coach said with a somewhat embarra.s.sed smile, showing his s.h.i.+ny white teeth. “Look, your ticket is also in my hands. Do you authorize me to use it? Since you’re not talking, I’ll take that as a yes. Don’t worry, I already have a solution for your life dilemma.”

No wonder she hadn’t heard any sound for so long—it turned out that the [Ultra Music Festival] was in his hands.

As Lin Sanjiu clenched her teeth in anger, she finally heard a faint, illusory music, echoing like drifting mist, from somewhere far away. This Special Item, in the form of a music festival ticket, could create advantageous background music for its owner. Thanks to it, Lin Sanjiu managed to survive the fierce battle on the Ocean Voyager.

But in her current situation, what music could the Life Coach play with it to help the immobile person escape?

The answer was soon revealed.

The Life Coach not only didn’t try to get her back on her feet, but he also went to the opposite extreme. At this moment, Gardenia also heard the gradually clearer and melodious music and asked, “What is that sound?”

After a pause, she listened for a few more seconds. “A lullaby?”

The Life Coach was playing a freaking lullaby!

This was just adding insult to injury. The power of [Ultra Music Festival] was indeed formidable. As soon as Lin Sanjiu recognized the melody, her efforts to stay awake became ineffective. Although she couldn’t close her eyes, her vision became hazy and spun around in waves. She heard a thud outside the door, but the sound didn’t trigger any response in her mind.

“I am your owner’s life coach,” the Life Coach said, his voice seeming to come from a distant place, as elusive as clouds of smoke. “I can mobilize your owner’s resources, and you are one of her resources. So, I can mobilize you. Do you agree with this logic?”

‘Hurry up! Is it necessary to persuade the Artist?’

was Lin Sanjiu’s last thought that she vaguely remembered. Then she opened her eyes and fell into a stupor.

When she regained consciousness, she heard Gardenia also stirring at the door. After a few seconds, her vision finally became a little clearer, and she indeed saw Gardenia holding onto the wall, slowly straightening her body. The lullaby from [Ultra Music Festival] had ended, indicating that several minutes had pa.s.sed.

She had woken up, and so had Gardenia. Gardenia had fallen asleep, and as did she—what was the use in this?

Gardenia let out a light breath and chuckled. “Luckily, you collapsed after taking out your items. I didn’t expect you to have something that could hypnotize me. If you could still move, I would be in some deep mud.”

She sighed and added, “This shows that I’m not mature enough. Ultimately, in the doomsday, being even a bit too soft can be fatal.”

Lin Sanjiu listened quietly to her voice, and her heart had no ripples for a moment. After the hope raised by the Life Coach fell, the moment of despair was almost unbearable. But perhaps due to the gas finally invading her brain, the despair soon turned into a deathly calm.

“Goodbye.”

Gardenia looked at her face one last time and turned around, her footsteps gradually moving away from the door.

Black holes had already appeared on Lin Sanjiu’s face.

Neither the Life Coach nor the Artist could be heard anymore. Perhaps the gas in this room could erode Special Items, causing them to lose their effectiveness completely.

After Gardenia disappeared, silence reigned for about three to five minutes before Lin Sanjiu finally heard the Life Coach’s voice again. It came out like a sly old mouse that had finally managed to steal some oil, softly saying, “Ah, she finally left.”

Lin Sanjiu was unable to change her expression, even to show a hint of surprise.

“Are you ready?” the Life Coach asked as he also got up, not sounding like he was speaking to her. “Now we need to get her out. To get her out, we need you to draw.”

The Artist’s scattered remains made a clanging noise, and she didn’t know what he was trying to convey. The Life Coach seemed a little impatient, saying, “She’s not talking, so that means she agrees! Just listen to me!”

This time, the clanging sound only sounded twice, and it was familiar to her. It meant that the Artist nodded vigorously.

“Go outside, stand behind the X-ray machine, and draw her,” the Life Coach commanded. “Remember, when you’re almost finished, make sure the canvas is placed behind the X-ray machine, understood?”