The sudden scream from afar startled both Lin Sanjiu and Bohemia, and they nearly knocked into the boiling iron wok. They were ready to fight in an instant, waiting for the thing that killed the posthuman to show itself. However, after waiting for a while, the night was quiet, and the cicadas' chirping had died down. The moonlight still shone on the dark road. Nothing seemed out of place.
The only sound they heard was the dull thud of a human body hitting the ground, followed by the sound of blood splattering on the road. It was so soft that they thought they were hallucinating.
After that, they could no longer hear the posthuman's voice.
"What's wrong with that man?" Bohemia asked in surprise and confusion.
She glanced at Puppeteer from the corner of her eyes, but she quickly averted her gaze. Puppeteer was the only one who could kill a posthuman from afar without alerting anyone. However, there was no reason for him to do so. Furthermore, after the posthuman died, he did not stand up and turn into a Puppeteer.
Puppeteer did not seem to care about the sudden death of the posthuman. He stared at the iron wok and frowned. He questioned Magus in his mind, "Could it be that 'from big to small' is not something, but a dynamic process?" "That's right," Magus said.
Both of them fell silent, even though they could not hear Magus' response.
Puppeteer listened for a while without saying anything. Then, he nodded his head slightly. Both of them looked at each other, puzzled. Magus' ability was indeed extraordinary. She could even capture the "dynamic process" of a person running by and turn it into one of the ingredients in her soup. But then again, since Magus only wanted a dynamic process, the person who killed the posthuman was not Puppeteer.
Puppeteer was not interested in how the posthuman died. To him, there was nothing more important in this world than the iron wok in front of him. He lifted his chin slightly and gave Lin Sanjiu a few words, "Now, it's your turn."
It was not a big deal to sit in the hot water for a while. It was just like the pork being cooked for dinner suddenly had its own consciousness. It was a little awkward as they stared at each other. Lin Sanjiu looked at Puppeteer and asked, "Are you done?" Puppeteer looked at Lin Sanjiu.
Puppeteer closed his eyes and did not say a word. Instead, he waved at Bohemia.
"She needs to use a channel to cast her ability, but my mental stability is not enough." His face was calm and his tone was normal, but it scared Bohemia so much that her face turned pale. "... Come and help me."
"I see."
Mrs. Manas suddenly sighed in Lin Sanjiu's mind, "No wonder he doesn't have Higher Consciousness. It's just like how you can't find Willpower in a lunatic. If his spiritual world is always treading on thin ice and could collapse at any time, then naturally, he can't develop Willpower. "
Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips and tried to hide her emotions.
Bohemia lowered her head and closed her eyes. Her Higher Consciousness circled around her body. She stood in the wind for a while. Suddenly, she took a few steps forward and reached her hand into the hot water. As the pork being cooked in the pot, Lin Sanjiu quickly moved her hand away and watched as Bohemia scooped up a roll of wet paper from the bottom of the pot.
They were not the ones who put the paper in the pot, so there was only one possibility. "Magus succeeded?" Lin Sanjiu craned her neck and asked, "Is this what she cooked?"
"Spread it out!" Puppeteer ordered.
Bohemia wiped the water off the paper and unrolled it, revealing a blank piece of paper without any words on it. It was scooped out from the pot, so the edge of the paper was soaked with water. The dark water curled like earthworms and crawled down the lines of the paper. Slowly, they intertwined with each other and formed three words: "Gong Daoyi".
Under the moonlight, several pairs of eyes focused on the name. In the dead silence of the night, only the sound of the wind and the splash of water could make people feel that the paper was real and not just a dream.
As the name appeared and disappeared, an image gradually appeared on the paper. Under the sunlight, the image showed a bustling crowd. The image passed through various heads and slowly approached a man wearing a black top hat. At that moment, the man raised his hand and took off the hat, revealing a head of neat black hair that was combed to the back of his head.
It was indeed Gong Daoyi. From the crowd in the background, Lin Sanjiu could only guess that he was in one of the Twelve Worlds, but she couldn't tell which one it was.
Gong Daoyi turned his head, and a smile appeared on his feminine and beautiful face. He seemed to be talking to someone beside him. Unfortunately, the paper couldn't transmit any sound, and from this angle, Lin Sanjiu couldn't read his lips.
Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to raise her head to look at Puppeteer's expression.
Under the gazes of the three, the Gong Daoyi on the paper suddenly seemed to sense something. His expression shook, and he immediately turned around to look around. When he came to a stop, his gaze just happened to meet the three people outside the painting.
"Why is he looking at us?" Bohemia was startled. "Is it a coincidence?"
As if he had heard what Bohemia said, Gong Daoyi tilted his head thoughtfully. A thin smile appeared on his face. He reached into his pocket and took out something. After looking at it, he turned around and beckoned the people around him to continue walking forward until the image disappeared into the crowd.
Lin Sanjiu stared at the paper in a daze. She didn't say anything for a long time.
"What happened?" Bohemia saw that the paper had become blank again, so she pounced on it and patted it as if it was an old TV that was about to be retired. "Will he come to this world just like that?"
No one could answer her. It was only after the paper was blank for a few minutes that Puppeteer finally spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Did he find out?" Every word he uttered seemed to be more sinister than the one before. Of course, the question wasn't directed at Lin Sanjiu and Puppeteer. After a few seconds of silence, he let out a cold laugh, "That better be the case."
"What did Magus say?" Lin Sanjiu asked as calmly as she could after a moment of hesitation.
Puppeteer paused for a moment. She didn't expect him to answer her, but after thinking for a while, he said, "She said that even though he noticed our gaze, he might not be able to link it to the 'bait' that we are going to use."
"Bait?"
"Through this piece of paper," Puppeteer said as he picked up the paper with the tip of his finger and shook it lightly, "Through this piece of paper, all the gazes on him will become a kind of connection. According to Magus, this kind of connection is like a rope that is slowly reeling back. Unknowingly, he will be lured to me. Since you have seen the image, he might be lured to you. So, until he appears, you two better not think about going anywhere. "
Bohemia hiccupped as if her windpipe had been stuck.
In other words, Gong Daoyi would only arrive in this world after a while. Fortunately, there was more than one apocalypse in this world. Even if the flood messed up the teleportation pattern, they could still stay here as long as possible.
Lin Sanjiu heaved a sigh of relief. The later Gong Daoyi arrived, the better. Perhaps, she could come up with a solution before he appeared. She had a vague feeling that she needed to save Puppeteer from himself.
Furthermore, the image that she had just seen flashed across her mind again. She shook her head to stop herself from thinking too deeply about it. Even if it was as she expected, the only thing she could do now was to wait for Gong Daoyi with Puppeteer.
"What are you waiting for?" Bohemia poked Lin Sanjiu and urged, "Do you have feelings for this pot?"
It was only then that Lin Sanjiu remembered that the pork was still soaking in the pot. Lin Sanjiu quickly climbed out of the pot. Her combat pants were already soaked and stuck to her body, dripping with water.
"Before we depart, we need to find a way to release the effect of my ability from this circle. Let's not talk about anything else. My clothes are still in the circle. " She patted the red bracelet on her wrist and asked Bohemia, "Do you have any ideas?"
"Wait a minute," Bohemia raised her head, "Depart? Where to? Can't we just wait here? "
"The cat doctor is still in the apocalyptic world on the other side of the highway!"
Once Meowie Hu was not around, the effect of his ability would be greatly reduced. Bohemia was unfazed. She retorted, "The cat doctor might be fine on his own. Whoever you are with will be unlucky. If you ask me, I think we should just sit here. Maybe he will find his way back in two days. "
Lin Sanjiu turned to look at Puppeteer, "Can't you contact him?"
"No, I can't."
"But, didn't you just turn a part of him into a puppet?"
"Yes, I did."
"Why?" Lin Sanjiu asked, her mouth agape.
"I'm happy to."
"Then... then the two puppets..."
"They're dead," Puppeteer rolled his eyes from the shadows, "I can't contact them."
"It's really dangerous on the other side of the highway!" Bohemia took a deep breath, "Even Master's puppets are in danger."
Puppeteer accepted Bohemia's flattery without batting an eyelid. However, what he said next made Bohemia's mouth drop. "Let's rest here tonight. If the cat doesn't come back tomorrow night, we will cross the highway."
Lin Sanjiu would never believe that Puppeteer had said that out of consideration for her. She glanced at Puppeteer's abdomen from the corner of her eye and realized something. Puppeteer's injuries were so severe that it was impossible for him to recover in such a short period of time. Perhaps, he was still in a state where he needed a doctor.
"I can also study these two bracelets," Lin Sanjiu said as she sat down with her legs crossed. As she spoke, she sat down cross-legged. Her wet pants were cold against her skin, but she didn't seem to notice.
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