Their eyes fell on the goose's beak. Even though they could not see it clearly, they still couldn't help but get excited.
"Quick, ask it to bring it to me," Lin Sanjiu said anxiously. Her words were jumbled together. However, as soon as she said that, she realized that the goose couldn't go any further. Otherwise, they would all die here if it got hit by those arms.
"It said that it's a folded piece of paper," Puppeteer said after listening to her words.
"Paper?" Lin Sanjiu asked immediately, "What's on it?"
"There are words."
"Then why don't you ask it to read it?" Lin Sanjiu was so anxious that she almost fainted. Even if she had a lot of Higher Consciousness, she couldn't keep up with the constant depletion. If this continued, she might not even have enough Higher Consciousness to move her body, let alone mimic Ji Shanqing.
Puppeteer asked slowly, "Have you ever seen a goose that can read?"
"It — I —" Lin Sanjiu was at a loss for words. "Then, how did it know that Coke Zero is out of stock?"
"I heard it from a voice at the counter," Puppeteer said.
'What's so great about a Special Item if it can't read? ' Lin Sanjiu swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She swallowed her anger and said, "Alright, I'll go."
Moving forward through the mountains of puffy food was much more tiring than she had imagined. It was as if she had returned to the sea of balls that she used to play in when she was a child. She could barely exert any strength, let alone dragging her body forward as if she was paralyzed. Even though it was only a short distance, it still consumed a large chunk of her Higher Consciousness.
When Lin Sanjiu finally fell in front of the goose, it opened its beak and let the piece of paper fall out. Immediately, it pecked her a few times. Since it didn't hurt to peck the bag, Lin Sanjiu did not avoid it. Instead, she spread the piece of paper. When she saw the two big English words at the top of the paper, she almost thought that her eyes were playing tricks on her. She was so excited that she couldn't speak clearly for the first time. All she could do was let out a high-pitched whine.
"Puppeteer," she finally managed to organize her words. Even her voice had changed. "This … This is a shopping list!"
However, when Lin Sanjiu looked down, she couldn't help sighing.
Sure enough, this instance dungeon would not let them pass easily … There were not many things on the list, only four in total, but none of them could be understood. It was not that she did not know those English words, but every single one of them was confusing.
1. Lactose intolerance (how troublesome)
Second, teach Ralo a lesson!
Three, don't buy any beer. Brown has put on a lot of weight.
Puberty is a walking hormone.
"What the hell is this? Is this a hint?" Lin Sanjiu sighed when she saw that there was nothing else on the piece of paper. "It seems that if I don't solve the puzzle, I won't know what to buy. I hope there will be additional information in the next broadcast. "
After she said that, her ears remained silent. Puppeteer's voice did not reach her ears again.
Amidst the dead silence, Lin Sanjiu realized that Puppeteer had not spoken a single word ever since she found the shopping list. Her scalp went numb. "Hey, what are you thinking about?" she asked softly. "Hey, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you talking? "
The only response she got was silence.
Lin Sanjiu's heart slowly sank. She tried her best to turn her sluggish gaze, and her eyes met with the goose beside her. She did not know when the goose had lost its agility and stopped biting her. It just stood there blankly, flapping its wings once in a while before it stopped moving again.
"Puppeteer is probably dead."
When this thought entered Lin Sanjiu's mind, she suddenly felt a wave of panic. She was the only one left in the store.
There was no one to discuss and analyze the situation with her, and the goose would not go down to look for information as she requested. In this horrifying, dark, and deserted store, all she had left was her Higher Consciousness and her body, which was slowly growing numb and dying.
When she realized that she was getting more and more panicky and unable to calm down, she immediately deactivated her [Consciousness Mimicry]. Lin Sanjiu's personality had returned to her. She let out a long sigh and calmed herself down.
"The grand prize is a good guy, but he is too easily frightened."
Knowing that she did not have much time left, Lin Sanjiu immediately activated her mimicry again. This time, she forced herself to focus on the predicament she was in, so she did not panic again.
What she knew was that she was stopped when she passed by the potato chip shelf. If she wanted to leave, she had to find the correct potato chip. Even though this condition might have been altered, the correct answer had to be on this shelf. In other words, it should be a packet of puffed food.
So, did she have to find the correct answer because this item was on Mrs. Cleveland's shopping list, or did she have to do this again every time she passed by a shelf? In other words, was the shopping list the criteria for choosing the correct answer?
If Puppeteer was still conscious, she could at least let him try to walk out of the store and see what would happen. However, he was now a packet of potato chips. Even if Lin Sanjiu used her Higher Consciousness to wrap him up and throw him out of the store, he would not be stopped.
Staring at the motionless goose, Lin Sanjiu's heart was filled with anxiety and confusion. Of course, the goose could not reveal any information to her.
She and Puppeteer had entered the store at the same time. Even though she did not know why the stronger one was killed first, she knew that she did not have much time left. In the remaining time, she could only execute one plan. Should she follow the shopping list to find the answer, or should she search for other information?
If she chose the wrong path, she would not have the chance to turn back.
As time passed, the dead silence in the aisle seemed to have taken on a weight. It became heavier and darker. The endless snack bags were like pairs of eyes that had lost their luster. They stared listlessly at the dark ceiling and the thousands of pale arms that were reaching for them from the shelves.
In such silence, the sudden sound of something breaking was almost ear-piercing. A yellow-and-green bag of chips, flavored with chopped green onions, seemed to have been pushed by an invisible force and plunged into the pile of chips.
After Lin Sanjiu made up her mind, the first thing she did was to pick Puppeteer out and throw him at the goose's feet.
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