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Chapter 1939

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If Lin Sanjiu calmed down and thought about it carefully, she would realize that "there is no model of an apocalyptic world that cannot be found" was probably just a slogan that the residents of the Karma Museum liked to say. It was like an advertisement and could not be taken seriously. After all, the apocalyptic worlds were endless. The number of onion universes that surrounded the apocalyptic worlds was probably more than the amount of dust that formed the planet. No matter how big the planet was, how could it contain every single one of them?

However, even if the number of apocalyptic worlds was squeezed out, the number of apocalyptic worlds in the museum must be astonishing. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to say that.

Did this mean that after so many years, she might be able to see the place where she was born, grew up, and welcomed the apocalyptic world?

Even though she knew that her real hometown had changed beyond recognition and this was just a reflection of it, she still felt a burning sensation in her chest that she couldn't understand.

Lin Sanjiu followed quietly behind Big Blue, listening to its explanation of the Karma Museum and the Cargo Warehouse World in an almost docile manner.

Da Lan seemed to be familiar with everyone in the small town formed by the cabinets in the depths of the shelves.

While they were walking, someone would suddenly push open the simple windows of the cabinets and tell Lin Sanjiu that the magazine she wanted to borrow was free. Then, the person would carefully hand over a stack of the oldest magazine that Lin Sanjiu had ever seen in her life. When they passed by an RV, Da Lan would knock on the window and buy an ice cream. Lin Sanjiu followed suit and bought a potato bowl. Other than being in the depths of the shelves, everything else was no different from the outside world.

Da Lan wasn't the only one. The posthumans in this small town also seemed to be familiar with each other. When the two of them turned a corner, or rather, a U-shaped channel corner, Lin Sanjiu saw two posthumans playing chess. One of them lifted a knight that was as tall as a calf and looked around hesitantly.

"You can say that we are narcissistic or too nostalgic," Da Lan explained, "Most of the people who choose to settle down in the Cargo Depot World are people from the Cargo Depot World. We often gather together to discuss the past and the people from the past … There was a famous talk show host who seemed to have become a posthuman. It really gave me a fright. "

It was said that the difficulty of the Cargo Depot World was "AD" in the posthuman registration system.

"Because it is neither difficult nor safe." Da Lan explained, "In a real cargo warehouse, evolved humans must do everything possible to prevent themselves from being 'shipped out', and stay safe until the day of transfer. However, no one had an accurate answer as to what they did and what they didn't. We can't move on our own. Every time we reach a fork in the road, or when we run into a difficult problem, we can only choose from the options given by the warehouse. Have you ever read a storybook with options when you were young, where you could choose your own path? "

Seeing that Lin Sanjiu nodded, she continued, "That's life in the warehouse. You had to constantly make choices. Should you turn left or right? Were the shadows below the goods or the rats in the warehouse? Which goods would benefit you? When would you be able to avoid the workers at the giant warehouse? Should you trust the information provided by the warehouse at any given moment? No one knew if the decision you made today would lead to a shipment in the future. In short, once most of the choices are made, there's no chance to turn back. "

Lin Sanjiu couldn't believe that there was such a wonderful apocalyptic world … From a certain point of view, the most unpredictable aspect of life was enhanced to the highest level.

Lin Sanjiu asked, "So we don't have to worry about the Cargo Depot World in the Karma Museum?"

"Yes," Da Lan said with a smile, "You didn't encounter any multiple-choice questions on the way here, right? You can say that the apocalyptic worlds in the Karma Museum are just for show. At most, they are memorials. In reality, they are just as safe and stable as any of the Twelve Worlds Centrum. Many people are willing to visit the Karma Museum, but it has the least number of visas in the Twelve Worlds Centrum. "

"So, what is the apocalyptic element in the Karma Museum …"

"No one knows," Da Lan was very patient, "These apocalyptic world models can't destroy a world. The thing that destroyed this world must have already disappeared from this world. What's left are all kinds of apocalyptic world models and legends. Only God knows how many of them are true. "

"Could it be that Karma is the one that destroyed this world?"

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while in a daze. She couldn't think of the cause and effect that could wipe out a world's human society. She walked in silence for a while before she asked, "You mentioned the legends just now … What kind of legends are there?"

"There are many … Oh, didn't you see my Karma score sheet?" Da Lan said defensively. "Yes, in the eyes of others, it's just one of the popular legends. But, they think it's just a legend, but I think it's very likely to be true. "

Even posthumans who had survived through deceit and life-and-death situations might still harbor a bit of naive hope.

With a name like "Karma Museum" that seemed to be full of hints, many legends were still popular even if they couldn't be proven false. For example, the actions and thoughts that one made in this world would be recorded by some mysterious force and would appear in one's future in the form of "karma".

Da Lan was very serious about it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't behave properly in other worlds, but you have to watch your words and actions when you're in the Karma Museum." She obviously believed in this saying. "I've analyzed all kinds of legends, and I think this one has the highest possibility of being true. If your Karma score is very high, even if you don't get saved and escape from the apocalypse, you will at least have a lot of good karma in your future life … They all said that if you want this legend to come true, you have to remember your good Karma score and try your best to avoid creating bad Karma scores. "

Lin Sanjiu was a little dazed as she listened. She couldn't help sighing, "It would be great if there's such a fair world."

"Besides, I know a sister in another zone — oh, every apocalyptic world model, let's call it a zone. She patted her chest and promised me that the reason she's still alive is because of good Karma scores … I see that you look familiar, so you should also write your name in a book. It won't hurt!" Da Lan's enthusiasm was as if she was promoting health products to Lin Sanjiu.

In any case, her "daily good deed" had benefited Lin Sanjiu. After she led Lin Sanjiu through the "unsalable goods zone", Da Lan even wrote down the serial numbers of the exits for her. As long as Lin Sanjiu told her the serial numbers of the exits, the cargo warehouse, which was much gentler and kinder than before, would send Lin Sanjiu out without a hitch.

She had experienced countless traps, dangers, and tricks in the apocalyptic worlds. She wouldn't be surprised even if she was sent straight to the pocket dimension through the U-shaped tunnel. Therefore, when she left the cargo warehouse without a hitch and saw the usual blue sky in front of her again, Lin Sanjiu felt a little surprised.

Lin Sanjiu didn't like the fact that she had to be on her guard all the time. Therefore, when she realized that Da Lan was telling the truth, she heaved a sigh of relief and felt extra grateful.

Since Da Lan had told them about such an important matter like the exit, the credibility of the other pieces of information was naturally much higher.

"Because this world is too big," Da Lan once told her, "I don't know where I've read it before, but the average travel time of a paper crane is 65 days. With this amount of time, anything can happen to the other party. The time needed to travel back and forth is more than enough to send a person away. Therefore, in the Karma Museum, unless we know the other party's location is not far away, we rarely use paper cranes. Do you know about the Mokugyo Forum? "

Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to ask, "There's one here?", Da Lan continued, "We don't."

"Then why did you say that?"

"But we have a facility that's much better than the Mokugyo Forum," Da Lan said proudly, "After you leave this place, ask around and find out how to get to the 'Hundred Thousand Worlds Shifting Dream'."

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