Doomsday Wonderland

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Now, Lin Sanjiu was certain that those data entities had indeed manipulated this copy. Tasting books

After the initial voice of the potato chip tube disappeared, the shelf full of puffed food fell silent. In the dim light, the old man with a beard in the potato chip tube, the smiling spokesman, the leopard eating corn sticks... rows after rows, neatly lined with countless faces, all looking at her silently.

"What is the right potato chip?"

It only took a moment to turn her eyes. When Lin Sanjiu turned her eyes again, she couldn't tell which potato chip tube it was that grabbed her just now. She scanned the shelves over and over again, feeling like a madman as she whispered, "Tell me, how should I look for it?"

The shelf was quiet and there was no response.

Those data bodies obviously deleted all the "rule introduction" parts, but after thinking about it, the copy itself still runs according to the same rules. In this way, Lin Sanjiu seemed to have taken an inexplicable test: all the questions were blacked out, but she had to write down the correct answers.

After thinking about it, she carefully lifted the shopping basket and gently touched a bag of corn strips with its edge.

She deliberately didn't touch the potato chips because she wanted to see the consequences of choosing a wrong answer. The corn strips shook slightly, and the packaging bag was dented, and then became full again. After waiting quietly for a few seconds, nothing happened.

Could it be said that even if you encounter the wrong snacks, as long as you don't put them in the shopping basket?

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, then finally squatted down, gently stretched out his hand, and poked a corn chip with a rooster on the outside.

The bag clattered, and she quickly retracted her hand and looked up nervously, but the shelves soon fell silent again.

...It seems like she was right.

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and became more courageous - she glanced at the shelves, row by row. These puffed foods were covered with a layer of dust and even the color was dim. It was obvious that they had been there for an unknown amount of time.

Correct...does it mean unexpired?

She stared blankly at the shelves in front of her and thought to herself.

If that's the case, you have to first figure out what today's date is in this store, and then compare it with the production date of the packaging bag - wait, isn't this too simple?

Because all her actions could only be done by relying on the fog, she suddenly became a little suspicious.

But she decided to try it anyway. There was a magazine at the cashier, and it should be the latest issue. As soon as Lin Sanjiu stood up, her movements suddenly stopped.

She slowly lowered her head.

Just like any ordinary store, there is more than one product on display, and usually there are at least several packages, neatly occupying a small section of the shelf. The same was true for the shelves she had just tested - black and red packaging bags were arranged one after another on the lower shelf, and each bag had a big rooster, identically smiling at Lin Sanjiu. Face.

...There was only one bag of rooster, facing Lin Sanjiu directly. Its enlarged beak is pressed against the packaging bag, as if it was trying to get out of the painting just now.

It was the packet she touched just now.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked at another package of corn bars - the one she had bumped with the basket. The cartoon leopard was still fine, puffing up its cheeks along with its countless colleagues. Help, I can't see anything strange.

If I touch it again, I wonder what will happen?

Thinking so, Lin Sanjiu didn't reach out to the bag of corn flakes. The prompt just now made it very clear, choose "the correct bag of potato chips" - so this time, after thinking about it for a while, she reached for a potato chip with no face in the bag.

Her fingers touched the bag and she quickly took it back; her heart beat a few times, and she stared at the bag of potato chips without daring to look away.

Nothing happened.

The second time, Lin Sanjiu's fingers stayed slightly longer - except that their fingers were stained with more dust, the result was still the same.

After trying several times in succession, she found that everything remained stable, and she became more and more courageous. Finally, one time, instead of moving her fingers away, she tightened her grip on the packaging bag and slowly pulled it out. I took down a bag of potato chips.

A deep black hole immediately appeared among the full shelves - behind the outermost products, there were only empty shelves, like an endless tunnel, with a cool breeze blowing darkly. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the dark "hole" and did not put the potato chips into the shopping basket. He just turned it over and over twice, trying to find the production date.

She soon saw a small, almost fading word on the seal: "1".

So long?

Lin Sanjiu was surprised. She didn't expect that this bag of potato chips was still older than her. She looked at it, but she couldn't find the expiration date.

Forget it, just put it back first - she thought in her mind. Since she can't leave the range of this shelf, she might as well try calling the puppet master over; although that guy doesn't seem to be a very smart person, UU Reading www.uukanshu. net But it’s better to think alone.

Lin Sanjiu raised his gaze while thinking.

In the deep, dark hole of the shelf, another face with blurred features appeared, just facing her eyes.

Her heart had just jumped, and before Lin Sanjiu had time to react, an arm suddenly reached out from the depths of the shelf and grabbed her wrist; the hand was so pale and loose that it seemed like it would fall apart at any time, but with Lin Sanjiu With so much power, she couldn't resist at all, and was dragged straight towards the shelf - her hairs stood up in an instant, and she had a sudden thought and wanted to call out [Tornado Whip], but in the blink of an eye, her eyes suddenly turned black, It also became quiet.

The face and pale arms that were hidden behind the shelves just now disappeared without a trace, as if they were an illusion.

Soon, the scenery came into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision again.

The aisles, shelves, dim light, dust floating in the air...are still exactly the same as before.

If anything was different, it was that Lin Sanjiu's perspective was different - she seemed to have turned around subconsciously just now, and the direction she was looking at was exactly where she was standing just now.

She wanted to try turning her head to look, but for some reason, her body movements felt sluggish.

After two seconds of silence, Lin Sanjiu slowly woke up.

She used all her strength to push her gaze to the left - she still couldn't see clearly, but in her peripheral vision, rows of various puffed foods were placed next to her, tightly and silently. Next to her.

Not just on the left side - on the right side and below, there are neatly arranged snack bags and potato chip tubes.

...She was turned into a bag of potato chips and placed on the shelf. (To be continued.)

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