Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 971: [No Coincidence, No Story] Finally Creates Trouble

Chapter 971: [No Coincidence, No Story] Finally Creates Trouble

With a “ding,” the elevator came to a steady stop.

Lin Sanjiu’s fingers remained firmly pressed on the close b.u.t.ton, the bright light making her fingertips pale. She suppressed her breathing and listened intently, realizing that there was no sound outside the door, as if no one was there.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her, the one whose face was splattered with blood and resembled a flowered sheep. He stood straight in the center of the elevator doorway, his eyes constantly scanning the door.

[Love-Encased Core]

Like being embraced in a lover’s arms, the core was tightly wrapped in layers of invisible matter, receiving the utmost care during the pear’s growth. If only I could be enveloped like a core, then the outside storms couldn’t reach me, how safe it would be… A thin and desolate girl wandering in the apocalyptic world self-pitifully thought.

After she died, this ability appeared.

Anyone struck by the core’s effect would be immobilized, wrapped in layers of invisible matter, just like a core, enjoying comprehensive and solid protection. Of course, pears don’t move on their own, so once wrapped, they could only stand in place, demonstrating the short life of a pear—only five minutes.

Once wrapped as a core, all external evolutionary ability attacks would be nullified. After all, pears wouldn’t react to abilities like “Heart Resonance.” However, physical attacks could still affect the flesh; layers upon layers would be peeled off, eventually revealing the core…

Hmm… The effect of the item seems to be different from the girl’s original intention, but never mind, it will do.

Lin Sanjiu looked back at the man with the sheep’s face, whose long face looked as if he couldn’t catch his breath. His expression had now tensed, and he stared fixedly at the elevator doors.

It seemed that he also knew that his life depended on the next few seconds.

Lin Sanjiu stood to the side of the door, pressed against the elevator wall, and slowly released her grip on the b.u.t.ton.

The elevator doors opened slightly, and white light instantly spilled in. At the moment when the man with the sheep’s face subconsciously looked up, several black shadows crossed the white light, like ink droplets falling into water, suddenly dispersing before his eyes.

Lin Sanjiu didn’t have time to see what those ink-like shadows were. She twisted her body and half-hid behind the man with the sheep’s face. With a raised leg, her boot seemed to land on thin air through layers of some unknown substance. Then, the man with the sheep’s face let out an unclear exclamation as he was kicked off the ground and tumbled through the slowly opening elevator doors.

A series of alarmed cries rang out outside the elevator doors, but because that moment was so brief, the centers of speech hadn’t even had a chance to transform thoughts into sound— the next second, Lin Sanjiu had already pounced out of the elevator with a crouched posture.

“They’re behind us!”

The alarmed cries finally turned into language, but for Lin Sanjiu, who had a human s.h.i.+eld, she had already grasped the initiative in her hands. “Pure Touch” suddenly expanded and covered half the hall. She could clearly feel the air currents stirred up by the activation of several abilities rus.h.i.+ng through the air, like seagulls gliding over the sea. Those soft “pfft” sounds hadn’t yet taken effect on the man with the sheep’s face when she immediately stepped forward, swung the other bath towel in her hand, and tossed out the second lockdown ability.

[Great Firewall]

Does it even need an introduction? Let’s skip it.

Rather than calling it a lockdown effect, it was more like a barrier effect. The posthumans opposite had just released their abilities towards the man with the sheep’s face. Either their abilities were still on cooldown or they couldn’t retrieve them in time. When someone reached out to use their Special Item, the [Great Firewall] had already descended, engulfing the person—it was as if the posthuman had been swallowed by a translucent jelly. They blinked their eyes, their face gradually showing confusion. Two people reacted swiftly, timely retreating a step to avoid being trapped, but they were still firmly blocked behind the [Great Firewall].

Lin Sanjiu didn’t forget to put away the bath towels. Only then did she survey the group of people. Behind the translucent [Great Firewall], the faces of those two or three people looked a bit dumbfounded.

“Why did they only send a few people to intercept me?”

She made a soft hum from her nose, about to take a step forward, but suddenly turned around and walked back into the elevator, picking up the severed leg and throwing it onto the man with the sheep’s face.

“Don’t lose it,” Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, her tone containing a cold, considerate cruelty. “Return the leg to that person.”

If there was a suitable doctor on this s.h.i.+p, the person’s leg wouldn’t be completely useless.

The man with the sheep’s face stared at her, his expression filled with astonishment.

Unwilling to waste any more time, Lin Sanjiu turned around and ran towards the depths of the corridor. As she ran, she compared the map in her mind, trying to figure out which direction the tool room was in. Bohemia should have already retrieved her mask, and maybe they would meet on the way.

The Ocean Voyager was just too big, and the three levels were filled with various corridors and pa.s.sageways. She had to backtrack several times, tried a few turns, and finally, she once again saw the narrow door of the tool room—fortunately, most of the posthumans had been urgently summoned, so there weren’t many people blocking her way.

“Bohemia!”

She had already let go of her burdens and no longer cared at all. Therefore, her shout resounded loudly, echoing through the corridor.

But when she looked around, there was no sign of Bohemia, nor any response.

Could it be that she had already taken the mask and left?

She glanced at the narrow door of the tool room, about to reach out and pull it, but suddenly hesitated. She wanted to see if the mask was still inside. At this moment, the gray iron door tightly adhered to the wall, silent and motionless. Not even “Pure Touch” sensed any sound from inside.

This made her slightly nervous, and she couldn’t even be sure if it was the tool room.

[Defense Forcefield] flickered, and her honey-colored left hand reached toward the narrow door. Her right hand, prepared for combat, was ready to release a burst of Higher Consciousness if anything went wrong. However, at that moment, footsteps in the distance made her raise her head.

A man with a rectangular face appeared hurriedly from the corridor, not looking to the side as he walked straight in the opposite direction.

Lin Sanjiu was startled and immediately realized, “Wait!”

This person must be Octo’s roommate—Octo had already discovered that he was still alive. He couldn’t still be wearing the face of a roommate.

She called out to him again, took a few steps back from the entrance of the tool room, and hurriedly walked toward him. “It’s me, do you remember me?”

The man with the rectangular face abruptly halted and glanced at her, his expression freezing like a brick, as if he had forgotten that they had spoken once before.

That expression… seemed familiar.

Just as she furrowed her brow slightly, footsteps and voices sounded from the other end of the corridor—a group of five male and female posthumans who seemed to be on a temporary patrol, walking and conversing. Lin Sanjiu bit her lip, turned her head slightly, and swept her gaze behind Octo’s roommate.

There were no bends or forks in the corridor. If they left in a straight line along this corridor, it would take them quite a while to catch up from behind. If they had come after her based on the information, it would be better to just take action directly.