The Doomsday Paradise

Chapter17: Following closely behind

Memory seemed to have been diluted, turned into a pot of porridge, vague and mushy. She only remembered that she was lying in bed sleeping, gradually getting hotter and thirstier... A man's gentle inquiry came from beside her, and she quickly grabbed his hand, responding in a low voice, "I'm so thirsty..."

"—Probably it was at this moment that your ability was activated unconsciously, and you absorbed your husband in a daze. When you woke up and looked, naturally, only his pajamas were left on the bed..." Lin Sanjiu's cold voice echoed in the dark room.

She was filled with apprehension towards the woman sitting on the ground. How powerful must this ability be to absorb an adult so cleanly in such a short moment of unconsciousness? Not even a single strand of hair was left!

Kong Yun looked dazed, her expression very strange, as if she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. She let out a nearly ferocious "ha", but tears fell down: "What nonsense are you talking about! What do you understand! You just don't want to be absorbed by me, that's why you're talking nonsense here!"

"...Right? Then let me ask you, after you woke up, were you still thirsty?" Lin Sanjiu asked quietly.

This sentence was like the last straw on a camel's back, suddenly crushing Kong Yun's spirit—suddenly, she let out a sharp howl, scaring everyone into jumping back—only to see her bury her face in her arms, her whole body curled up on the ground, swaying back and forth as if to comfort herself, crying loudly.

"I... I don't know!" Kong Yun cried and shouted, her face wet with tears, her sentences broken and indistinct.

"Everyone said he didn't match me, it was me, it was me... I didn't match him... I didn't match him! He was such a good person... so good..." Her crying sounded like a piece of broken cloth, containing great and deep anger and pain, which made people feel frightened upon hearing it.

Listening to the woman's heart-wrenching cry, Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"What are you still doing?"

Her arm was suddenly pulled, and she turned her head to see it was Mather. She whispered, "Don't take advantage of this time to leave quickly, do you want to wait for her to wake up and absorb you?"

Lin Sanjiu then reacted. Looking again, it turned out that Lu Ze was nervous and had already been moving along the sofa, almost out of the living room—when he looked up and saw the two still in place, he was almost angry enough to make a gesture with his mouth, "Are you guys stupid?"

The two hurried up a few steps and slipped past Kong Yun. The latter seemed to have forgotten where she was, unconsciously howling, her fingers tightly gripping the sofa, digging several deep holes in the soft leather, and not paying any attention to the people around her.

In this way, the group ran downstairs in the heart-wrenching cry.

After the previous anxious experience, the way back to the supermarket became very relaxed. Running back to the road in front of the shopping center, the group quickly got into the car dragon and hurriedly passed through the cars.

The hurried footsteps awakened the dying people in the car, and many people sat up with difficulty when the group passed, slapping the glass desperately and powerlessly. Although people are still alive, their eyes are already like dead, without any luster.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but take a look at them—there were more than a dozen arms raised behind the car window glass, and I don't know how many of them can hold on and successfully evolve...

"Wait a minute!" The leading Lu Ze suddenly stopped abruptly, turned his head and said to Mather, "You go and watch the way back, don't let Kong Yun follow up, Xiao Jiu, give me your knife."

A white light flashed, and Lin Sanjiu handed over the chef's knife, while questioning, "What's wrong?"

Lu Ze pointed to a white Baolai and said with a heavy face, "That one over there is about to become a degenerate."

Following his direction, Lin Sanjiu's body suddenly sprouted a string of goosebumps—behind the windshield of the Baolai car, a dark brown face, indistinguishable from male or female, was tightly pasted. The water has almost evaporated, leaving only a pile of wrinkled skin on the cheeks, and the mouth is arched high, as if a mouthpiece will break through the skin at any time. One eyelid has fallen, and the other is swaying in front of the eyeball, about to fall.

And those two snow-white eyeballs are staring at the three people motionless.

Holding his breath, Lu Ze approached the car cautiously, and the eyeballs in the car also turned to one side.

"Clank" a sound of glass breaking, the driver's window was smashed. Then before the person in the car could react, Lu Ze made a sudden effort and stabbed the knife into the half-human, half-degenerate's brain. The process was like a flash of lightning, and Lin Sanjiu hadn't even reacted, and after a muffled cry that seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, the body in the car had already softened and collapsed.

He wiped the knife clean on the clothes of the corpse and walked back to hand it to Lin Sanjiu—seeing her face wrinkled, Lu Ze had to sigh and say, "I know it's really uncomfortable to look at, but we can't just ignore it, can we?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded and put away the knife.

Although the person just now still vaguely retained a human shape, it was obviously no longer salvageable—apparently, it's better to try to adapt to this kind of scene in the future. Lin Sanjiu stepped forward again while suppressing the nausea that kept rising in his stomach—after all, this is too different from self-defense and killing.

I don't know if Kong Yun was too sad, but she didn't seem to have followed up, and the three people ran into the supermarket without any danger, quickly closed the iron door, and locked it from the inside. Lin Sanjiu then slid to the ground along the door and let out a big breath.

Mather brought over a few bottles of water and distributed them one by one. She also took out the ability polishing agent she had just picked up in her spare time and put it on the shelf next to her as a light—she had to say, it was really much better than a candle, and a corner of the supermarket immediately lit up like a fluorescent lamp.

After resting for a few minutes, Lin Sanjiu's mind couldn't help but return to the paper just now: "By the way, the thing we found just now..."

As she spoke, she took out the paper. The other two people also immediately focused their attention, and their eyes fell on the paper together.

The handwriting on the paper was clearly visible in the silver light—because it was quite shocking at first sight, the four corners were crumpled by Lin Sanjiu.

【VISA/Visa】

Place of issue: Black Death City

Valid destination: Extreme Temperature Hell

Valid from: Six months before the arrival of Extreme Temperature Hell

This visa is issued by the visa officer of Black Death City.

Even after seeing it once, Lin Sanjiu was still somewhat speechless—she handed the visa to Lu Ze and Mather, and their faces were also full of puzzled expressions.

"I don't understand... When we came, there was no visa, but we still came in, didn't we?" Lu Ze muttered a few times, looking back and forth at the visa in his hand.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, you are not the same as him." Lin Sanjiu paused and pondered. "You have to stay for 14 months before you enter another mutated space, but when Ren Nan came to my world, it was still fine and not mutated..."

It seems that the visa can not only specify the destination but also allow people to enter before mutation?

Mather pointed to the line "Journey Performed" on the back of the visa and explained softly, "Ren Nan really came here with this visa."

"...Have you never heard of anything like a visa?" Although it seemed hopeless, Lin Sanjiu still asked reluctantly.

Sure enough, both of them shook their heads. Lu Ze spread the visa on the ground and said with a wry smile, "If we knew about this kind of thing, we wouldn't have been woken up by a bomb last time."

That's true—Lin Sanjiu lowered his head, his heart full of a sense of the incredible.

"Regardless of how Ren Nan got the visa, entering six months in advance is an advantage." Lu Ze clicked his tongue and said to Lin Sanjiu, "You can start preparing when everything is still calm, whether it's storing supplies or physical training... Your chances of survival are much greater than those of others in that world."

That's true—"But I think this kind of visa is more useful for Ren Nan... Even if we prepare again, we can't guarantee that there will be no accidents. And his ability, six months more, is a lot of potential value." Thinking of the half-year when he was deceived and confused, a self-deprecating cold smile appeared on Lin Sanjiu's face.

Lu Ze sighed and patted Lin Sanjiu's shoulder to comfort him in a very mature manner.

"I don't know how he got the visa, and we have nowhere to ask now." Mather still reluctantly played with the paper in his hand.

"Looking at his family, he doesn't seem to have been to many places..." Lu Ze's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile, "If we can find the visa officer of Extreme Temperature Hell, maybe we can survive together and not be separated by transmission!"

Struggling to survive in the endless end of the world, everyone around is like a duckweed, coming and going—it is indeed a very exhausting thing. It's great to meet people who are in tacit agreement, and if they can become partners, it's even better!

The question is how to find this visa officer—this thought came up in everyone's mind at the same time. Lin Sanjiu was about to speak when he suddenly heard the iron door of the supermarket being knocked lightly.

"Are you here? Open the door."

There was still a trace of hoarseness and nasality in Kong Yun's voice after crying, but her tone had become much more calm.