"Puppeteer has been soaking in that sticky, green, and dirty lake for such a long time … How can he breathe? Is he still conscious? "
When Lin Sanjiu imagined that the green lake water that had turned countless corpses into corpse soup would flow into Puppeteer's nostrils, throat, and lungs, possibly turning him into a corpse, she felt so uncomfortable that she felt as if her skin had turned upside down. It took a lot of effort for her not to rush toward Puppeteer.
After all, what could she do if she rushed forward?
Even in the apocalyptic world, she could not pose a threat to the pocket dimension even if she had all her abilities, let alone now.
No matter how anxious she was, she had to believe in Puppeteer's ability for the time being. She had to believe that he was still alive, even if she had no proof.
While Lin Sanjiu was pondering over how to save Puppeteer, the androgynous bloated giant slowly stopped and looked around.
His eyelids that looked like vesicles opened, and his two round eyeballs bulged angrily into the air.
Lin Sanjiu could feel that the pair of eyes, which looked like boiled eggs that were about to explode, were sweeping toward her from afar. They circled twice in her direction. Lin Sanjiu quickly averted her gaze from under the bedsheet and picked up her pace, pretending to walk forward at a leisurely pace.
Of course, the "doppelgangers" came in all shapes and sizes. Apparently, the bloated giant did not suspect the person in the white bedsheet, who looked like a ghost. He turned his head again and looked around the empty wasteland. Perhaps Lin Sanjiu was prejudiced by her first impression, but no matter how she looked at it, the bloated giant looked like he was shopping for real estate.
"Is he really here to" settle down "?"
After looking around twice, the bloated giant nodded his head slightly as if he was finally satisfied.
Almost at the same time, Lin Sanjiu shuddered. She knew what he was going to do, so she quickly turned around and ran.
When the truck driver said that the bloated giant was looking for a place to rest, his words sounded so ordinary that it almost brushed past her mind. It was only when she recalled the reaction of the man in red T-shirt, the forest, and the truck that the truck driver had left by the roadside that an idea struck Lin Sanjiu. She pieced the pieces together.
Assuming that yawning was the man's first reaction when he became suspicious, it was clear what she had said. One, when the symposium would begin, and two, where the symposium would take place.
These two sentences made the man in red T-shirt's eyes brim with tears. It also exposed the fact that Lin Sanjiu wasn't in a pocket dimension.
Why?
The answer was clear: there was no such town.
When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she raised her head and looked at the nearest building as she ran.
A dark and dispirited arcade with no electricity sat on the side of a dirt road a hundred meters away. Fragmented musical notes drifted into the wind intermittently. It was as if the people who saw it imagined the sound of the arcade would only hear it when they saw it.
… Of course, it couldn't have been built by anyone.
Be it the arcade, the forest, or the truck, Lin Sanjiu finally understood that every building she passed and every object she saw in the "town" was actually the "shell" of a pocket dimension.
To make an inappropriate analogy, these pocket dimensions were like hermit crabs, and the pocket dimension was their shell. They could appear alone as a "crab", or they could drag their "shell" along with them.
There were almost a hundred pocket dimensions of different shapes and sizes gathered in the vicinity of the "symposium".
Just like the bloated giant, after they found a place to settle down, they took out their "shells", such as buildings, travel agencies, farms, and so on. They took out all kinds of pocket dimension locations in the apocalyptic world and put them together to form this "town".
If Lin Sanjiu hadn't met the red T-shirt man on the way, she would have seen the motel in the "town".
Once Lin Sanjiu figured this out, it was obvious where the pocket dimension would settle down.
Unlike other pocket dimensions, the pocket dimension at the lake was a corner of a park. It occupied a relatively large area. When the pocket dimension was about to settle down, it had to go to the empty space outside the town. That was the reason why Lin Sanjiu circled around the outskirts of the town after she figured it out.
Lin Sanjiu looked back a few times from her shoulder. She didn't know how many times it had been, but she saw the park in the pocket dimension at the lake again.
The artificial forest was pushed up by the shore of the lake, forming a green shadow on the shore. A group of lifeless old pleasure boats were gathered by the wooden platform. The swan necks and frog heads were bobbing up and down in the silence. The wound on the ground had opened up, revealing a thick lake. The lake was so dark that it looked like there was a layer of mucous membrane floating in the water.
If Lin Sanjiu hadn't reacted fast enough, she would have fallen into the lake. She quickly stopped and turned around to take a closer look. What she saw stunned her.
"It turns out that only the" shell "can appear, but the" crab "is missing."
Lin Sanjiu squinted her eyes and looked around, but she couldn't find the bloated giant, let alone Puppeteer, who was trapped by the lake water.
"The monk can run, but the temple can't," Lin Sanjiu cursed under her breath. She hesitated for a few seconds before she slowly walked toward the park in the pocket dimension.
"It shouldn't be triggered, right?"
She had entered the pocket dimension's shell countless times without knowing what was going on, but nothing had happened. "Perhaps this time … won't be an exception?"
Lin Sanjiu paused when she was about to step onto the grassland that was overgrown with wild flowers and weeds.
The appearance of the lakeside pocket dimension had changed the original terrain. The previously flat and barren land now had the undulations of the lakeside. From where she stood, she could see half of the Green Lake in the distance.
She could also see the vague shadow of a man under the green lake.
His hair was unkempt and floated in the air like seaweed. His body seemed to have lost all of its strength. It was distorted by the reflection of the water. He was so weak that he seemed to have lost all of his vitality.
Lin Sanjiu had never seen Puppeteer like this before.
She grabbed the bedsheet in her hand and tore it off in a crooked manner.
Since the pocket dimension treated her as an old friend, what was there for her to be afraid of?
Just when Lin Sanjiu threw the bedsheet aside and was about to jump into the lake, she did not expect that someone would press down on her shoulder. The shock was no small matter. Even her dormant Innate Ability and combat ability were awakened by the shock. She reflexively threw a punch at the person who was holding her.
"Wait!"
The voice of the man in the red t-shirt rang out from behind her. He raised both of his hands and took a few steps back. He lowered his voice and said to Lin Sanjiu, "It's me. I mean you no harm! Don't go down. If you go down, you might not come back up. "
"My PMS side effects are getting worse and worse this year. I've asked for leave a few times, claiming that I had a low fever and was feeling weak. Later on, I concluded that the symptoms would last for at least three to four days. It's so miserable. Out of the four weeks in a month, I only have two weeks where I'm normal … "
(End of this chapter)
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