Doomsday Wonderland

After formulating a plan with the help of Ji Shanqing's intelligence, Lin Sanjiu turned off the mimicry - after her natural indomitable and determined character took over again, she immediately threw away all hesitations and worries and quickly started taking action.

The correct answer must be in these piles of hills.

Although she believed that the shopping list should be the selection criteria, if she used her consciousness to rummage through packages one by one to find the correct answer, she might not be halfway through before Lin Sanjiu would have followed in the footsteps of the puppet master.

Now that things have come to a point, she can only take a gamble.

When this thought passed through Lin Sanjiu's mind, a wave of consciousness surged out of his body. This time, Lin Sanjiu had no intention of conserving his strength.

Like a strong wind suddenly blowing across the ground, the unreserved and powerful wave of consciousness rushed forward, instantly shattering the hill, and all kinds of packages rolled in the air and fell out; another wave of power quickly caught up behind it. , like an invisible palm like a cattail fan, swept forward with a clatter, and suddenly emerged from the ground again - all the snacks were knocked far away from the aisle by Lin Sanjiu.

Without losing any strength, countless products slid all the way on the floor, until they hit the cashier one after another, and then stopped one after another, scattering all over the floor.

When the loud noise when the packaging bag hit finally completely disappeared, Lin Sanjiu's luck also disappeared - just as the gift bag expected, just punching them out could not be regarded as finding the correct answer.

"Oh my God!" the Indian accent rang out almost immediately, obviously shocked: "What the hell happened!"

Great, this copy creature reacts!

Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to waste a moment, and immediately pushed the ground, sliding herself to the back of the shelf, and then dragged the puppet master beside her. She used her consciousness to hoist herself up, and "climbed" up the edge of the shelf bit by bit. She struggled to walk through the dense forest of arms, and took the initiative to return to the height of the shelf. She took advantage of one arm to retract and hurriedly slipped over. As soon as she stabilized her body, the arm stopped reaching forward.

Before the last step, she silently warned herself that she could no longer use her consciousness, as the remaining amount was dangerously small.

The goose lost its command and stopped moving, so we had no choice but to let it continue to stand where it was.

"Why are all the products in aisle A spilled?" The Indian accent was still complaining: "Mrs. Cleveland? Mr. Griffin? Why is there no sound? Forget it, I'll go see what's going on... "

Lin Sanjiu's nerves became tense.

...Since the two of them entered the store, this replica creature has only heard its voice but not seen its person. Unexpectedly, she was forced to show its face now.

What will it be that is about to appear?

Lin Sanjiu sat high up, waiting anxiously while using her will to fight against the paralysis that was gradually engulfing her.

The sound coming from the direction of the cashier immediately shocked her: someone was dragging his feet through the piles of merchandise; the sound of him kicking away plastic bags could be heard continuously, and for a moment there was only noise in the store. .

When the noise came from far away and finally came to the intersection, Lin Sanjiu looked up and was immediately stunned.

The passageway was empty, not a soul in sight.

"Oh my god, who did this!" The Indian accent still came from the loudspeaker, echoing in the store full of surprise: "Why do people nowadays have no quality and morality at all?"

Lin Sanjiu stared hard at the entrance of the aisle. Her gaze penetrated the air and saw nothing except the merchandise on the ground behind her.

"Except for one package, all of them were thrown down to me!"

The Indian accent on the loudspeaker continued to speak, but Lin Sanjiu's eyes slowly turned back in front of her eyes involuntarily, staring at the empty air - with a wave of intuition that was almost chilling, she had already She felt that something invisible had just come to her.

"I remember these potato chips cost more than six yuan," the voice murmured to himself, "How come they are in the fifteen yuan area? They are still making progress."

As these words spread through the loudspeaker, Lin Sanjiu was horrified - she couldn't use Pure Touch now, but just like ordinary people can feel someone staring at them in their sleep, she could also clearly feel that someone was staring at her. , and felt indescribably that this invisible copy creature seemed to be reaching out to her.

Could it be that he wanted to move me away? Her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

This is the position Ji Shanqing chose during his mimicry. It has the best view. He can take in everything in the aisle by lowering his eyes slightly. If she is moved away, all previous efforts will be wasted——

When the invisible thing was about to touch her, the air flow suddenly stopped, and it seemed that the other party stopped.

"It's too much trouble to put the packages on the shelf according to the labels," he muttered. "It's better to put them on the shelf first and then change the labels."

Lin Sanjiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and the store became quiet.

After another burst of clattering plastic packaging continued for a while, accompanied by the faint muffled sound of rolling wheels, several shopping carts were pushed into the aisle by something invisible and slowly stopped in front of the shelves.

All the products that Lin Sanjiu had just knocked out were now piled in the shopping cart, packed to the brim; a bulging bag of potato chips suddenly deflated into several holes, looking as if it had been knocked out. It seemed to be pinched, and suddenly floated into the air, and was put back on the shelf——

In less than two seconds, Lin Sanjiu had already seen it clearly, and she couldn't help but feel ecstatic in her heart: The gift package plan was successful!

Ji Shanqing's idea is actually very simple: since she doesn't have the ability to go through the inspections one by one, can't she just ask a helper to do it for her?

Generally speaking, store clerks are responsible for cleaning and maintaining the store. But in the dungeon, no one knows whether this common sense will be effective, not to mention that there are data bodies that can tamper with the dungeon at any time. Lin Sanjiu himself did not expect that Ji Shanqing's idea could actually work. One hit!

But what comes next is the real challenge.

She doesn't have much consciousness left now, and most of it must be saved for the last time to open [Consciousness Mimicry] again; while the invisible clerk returns the goods, Lin Sanjiu must die without blinking. Keep an eye on every product package and find useful information in the shortest possible time - not only that, she also has to write down suspicious targets, information, and locations.

For ordinary people, this is definitely not an easy task: in addition to extremely high powers of observation and a clear mind, one must also have an almost demanding memory and a very stable mentality - at least not to panic after missing one. Although Lin Sanjiu couldn't do it all, fortunately she didn't need to write down all the product information, she just needed to focus on the suspicious targets.

The really difficult thing was to talk about the products that were put into the blind spot of her sight; in order not to miss any of them, she took the initiative to fall off the shelves several times and almost failed to get back to the best position.

After stumbling and reluctantly, Lin Sanjiu finally picked out a few snacks that might be the right target from thousands of products and memorized them.

During this process, the third broadcast also sounded. Fortunately, when the invisible clerk was playing the radio, the movement of her hand also stopped; otherwise she would be distracted and have to delay both ends - "Mrs. Cleveland, I heard that you don't agree with my plan to put the radio near the elementary school. The snack vending machine idea? But you're going too far by telling people that I'm feeding the kids junk food. By the way, Mr. Griffin, your wife Royce just walked in angrily and asked me if I had I didn't see you, we are all men, I covered it for you, did I say...did I say something wrong?"

This time, a prompt was added for the puppet master, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear it.

Lin Sanjiu wrote down two reminders and glanced at the big goose and the bag of potato chips blocked behind the goose's butt. The big goose flapped its wings in a daze, still looking so dazed, not knowing at all that his master had suffered.

The huge amount of goods was quickly sorted out by the invisible clerk, and he threw the extra package into the shopping cart. After seeing what happened, Lin Sanjiu's eyes were dazzled, and she could only secretly hope that nothing had slipped through the net. Zhiyu - After the shopping carts and the extra bag of potato chips were pushed away again, she waited for a while, turned over and fell off the shelf.

The extra bag of potato chips that she had taken up her seat was probably a disaster.

Before her memory was blurry and out of shape, Lin Sanjiu quickly used her consciousness to take down the packages of products she thought were suspicious, and at the same time activated [Conscious Mimicry]. When she was lost in thought, the aisle also fell silent; under the dark eyes of the big goose, several packages of snacks were sparsely lying on the aisle, and several minutes passed motionless in silence.

On the shopping list, the first and third items obviously have nothing to do with puffed food, so they can be eliminated first. The remaining second and fourth items are both ambiguous, making it impossible to tell which one is the basis for choosing the correct answer.

What if we don’t use the elimination method and just infer from the identity of Mrs. Cleveland?

To be called Madam, there is no doubt that she is married. The items in the shopping list are generally prepared for herself or family members; then, "Beer Drinking Brown" may be an adult son, or she may be her husband. Judging from the description of "adolescence", she should have at least one child in adolescence - since the legal drinking age is 21 years old, UU Reading www.ｕukａｓ.net The last year of adolescence (teenager) is 1 character different Looking up, it’s hard to tell the identity of “Beer Drinking Brown.”

But judging from Mrs. Cleveland's enthusiasm for elementary school affairs, it is very likely that she also has a child who is in elementary school; she is only 12 years old when she graduates from elementary school. Based on this calculation, the age of the adolescent child is less than 1. The greater the age gap between the adolescent child and Brown, the more likely it is that "beer-drinking Brown" is her husband.

In other words, she should be a married woman whose husband is still alive, with at least one adolescent child and one child in elementary school.

Among them, adolescent children are definitely not "ralos", so the "ralos who need to be taught a lesson" can only be children in elementary school.

When she deduced that Ralo was a child still in elementary school, Lin Sanjiu felt somewhat confident - she took one last look at several packages of snacks.

These packages all look extremely weird. The packaging patterns, dates, and descriptions all look like a joke. There are reminders that they must be eaten after the shelf life has expired. Some of the production dates have a highly toxic pattern drawn on them in 71. ; Even the taste is incredible, including abnormal mustard smell, cold knife edge smell, shit smell, cumin body odor smell, and siphon smell.

Indeed, each of them looks like it can bring "lessons" to others.

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, then put back the packages that she thought were not the correct answers, blocking those pale arms; steadying her mind, she wrapped up the only package with the little bit of consciousness she had left. Leftover snacks.

The last chance... She gritted her teeth and threw it into the shopping basket she placed on the aisle.