Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1506: Reading Novels While Walking in the Mountains

Chapter 1506: Reading Novels While Walking in the Mountains

When Edgar Allan Poe finished speaking, the mountains formed by the characters also completely unfurled.

The dense forests undulated continuously in the mist, spanning the earth, and on the most distant peak, a thin layer of fresh white snow formed a tip. Standing beneath the mountains, only when Lin Sanjiu looked up did she realize she was still in the room, because the sky above was a vast expanse of rigid and endless cement gray.

After the mountainous characters fully unfolded, the sounds outside the door seemed to have been pushed away and absorbed by the mountains inside the room, and she could no longer hear a thing. Lin Sanjiu called out a couple of times and then gave up; separated by the mountains, she couldn’t hear Yu Yuan’s movements, and Yu Yuan likely couldn’t hear her either, so calling was in vain.

After all, he is a Veda, and he should at least be able to protect himself in front of those two, right?

As Lin Sanjiu crossed the mountains, she kept weighing the combat power of a Veda against that of a waiter in the Twelve Worlds Restaurant. Without mentioning anything else, as long as Yu Yuan could timely write out a Special Item, the other two would definitely be at a disadvantage.

‘Is that right?’

she thought, feeling somewhat uncertain.

Although these were mountains formed by characters within a room, when one truly entered, they could fully feel the insignificance of being in nature. Lin Sanjiu became a small black dot in the mountains, stepping across the gra.s.s, pa.s.sing through the straight-standing jungles, and walking towards the supposed door.

The deeper she went, the colder it became; she put on a thick coat, inhaling the fragrance of trees, gra.s.s, and soil into her lungs.

Sadly, she had no way to contact Yu Yuan. Lin Sanjiu sighed. Initially, she didn’t know how he had intercepted her purchasing information halfway, showing up at her door. The communicator was coded by the grand prize, and he didn’t have one. Thinking about it now, besides that half piece of paper—he had handed over—that half piece of paper—

Huh?

She suddenly came to her senses, quickly patting all the pockets on her body, pulling out the half sheet of paper once again. Yu Yuan’s neat and printed-like font was still the same as the last time she saw it, listed at the top of the paper. However, now, in addition to the words discussing Queen Nocturna, there was a new line added:

Please respond if you see this.

Indeed, this guy must have written on Lily’s [Migratory Letters]! He likely chose to use it to contact her after decoding her, realizing she had just used this Special Item. Lin Sanjiu immediately became excited, hurriedly took out a pen, and hastily wrote: “I’ve seen it. Are you okay outside the door?”

After waiting for a while, no response appeared on the paper.

[Migratory Letters] didn’t display the time, so Lin Sanjiu didn’t know when he had written that sentence. It could have been sent long ago. She could only clutch the letter paper and continue walking into the deep mountains, glancing at it from time to time. Other than the sound of the wind rustling through the trees, only the creaking of the crushed snow and gra.s.s under her feet was heard, making the surroundings increasingly silent. In this unique and lonely tranquility, her heart became more and more anxious.

“Yu Yuan? Are you there? Please reply to me quickly.”

When she finally saw a new line of words appear, she let out a long breath. [Migratory Letters] could reveal the writer’s handwriting, and she knew at once that it was Yu Yuan: “I saw it.”

“Are you alright?”

“I’ve been locked in a cage.”

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes. “What? What happened?”

“As soon as I stepped out, Queen Nocturna threw a cage and a series of characters at me.” Yu Yuan’s calmness almost came through the paper, and the text, looking as if it were typed out, rapidly filled the white paper.

“She couldn’t avoid being affected herself, so we both ended up locked in the cage. Edgar Allan Poe asked her what she was doing, and she said she had to trap me this way so I wouldn’t have a chance to leave. She told Poe not to waste time and to hurry and send a message.”

He had written all these words in just a few seconds.

Lin Sanjiu was frowning, considering the meaning of this unexpected turn, when Yu Yuan wrote another sentence. “After Poe left, she kept looking me up and down, asking what I was doing, and inquired about how owners.h.i.+p between objects and people is determined.”

Even a fool would understand.

Lin Sanjiu almost couldn’t help but laugh. “Queen Nocturna probably wants a humanoid Special Item. You—”

Before she could finish writing, Yu Yuan suddenly interrupted, “Someone is coming.”

Lin Sanjiu stopped her pen, staring at the paper. She knew Yu Yuan would continue to write.

“People are coming from all directions,” he quickly wrote, “a total of about… eight people, eight in total, including Edgar Allan Poe and the Lord Tremors we met before. It seems all the game makers have gathered here.”

“How do you know?”

Yu Yuan’s response paused for a moment. “Poe himself said so. He said, ‘I never thought we would gather again because of this situation.'”

Oh. She had thought he exhibited some extraordinary Veda ability to get that information.

“The characters in the room have become a mountain range,” Lin Sanjiu wrote as she walked. “I’m heading towards the location of the door in my memory, but this mountain range is too vast, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to find the door in a short time. Moreover, even if I find it, I can’t open it… so I’ll have to rely on you to tell me what’s happening outside.”

“As long as they haven’t stopped me from writing letters, I’ll write everything down,” Yu Yuan said matter-of-factly. “I can increase my writing speed by about five to ten times.”

Wouldn’t that be faster than her reading speed? Lin Sanjiu let out a sigh of relief. “That’s great, stand in the corner of the cage, and it’s best to make up some nonsense to deceive Queen Nocturna for now.”

“When the other eight people appeared, Queen Nocturna stopped speaking to me.” Yu Yuan’s handwriting indeed appeared nearly half faster and continued to speed up. “I think this way of retelling is not detailed enough; I have a suggestion. I can write down everything I see, characters, dialogues, scenes, details, just like an author writing a novel. This way, you can partic.i.p.ate in the scene to the fullest extent.”

In the blink of an eye, this pa.s.sage was already completely written. Yu Yuan surely wasn’t writing with his hand anymore; otherwise, even his human hand might not be able to bear it. Lines of text kept scrolling upward, and Lin Sanjiu had no chance even to look at the road under her feet, her eyes fixed on the words.

Yu Yuan’s live-streaming novel began with these words: “The most striking aspect is the uniform combat power of these eight individuals—no, including Queen Nocturna, a total of nine. Each is so unremarkable that they hardly warrant a second glance.”