"Healthy nutrients …
"Ah … So a parasite-free brain is so healthy and full of nutrients …"
While both of them were still in a daze, the queen's rumbling, heavy sigh rang in their heads.
Lin Sanjiu turned around and exchanged glances with Silvan. Both of them realized that their faces were pale. Everyone who was lured to Shambhala was driven by the parasites in their brains. Meme had become the first parasite-free victim who was consumed by the queen.
The queen's voice was so loud that Lin Sanjiu's head buzzed with it. She could no longer hear the sound of the tape recorder.
"First time … First time absorbing a parasite-free brain …"
"This is great, this is great," it mumbled. "I've become so much stronger in such a short time …"
After saying that, the Queen Mother stopped talking again. The voice in her head stopped, but the earthen cavity was still eerily silent.
The sound of the tape recorder did not play as Lin Sanjiu expected.
The two of them were startled at the same time. Lin Sanjiu paused for a moment before she covered her eyes with one hand to prevent herself from looking at the queen. Then, she quickly turned her head to look at the tape recorder. Due to the earlier struggle, the tape recorder had been knocked far away. She could only vaguely see that the tape recorder had stopped spinning. Lin Sanjiu could see that the tape recorder in the recorder had stopped spinning.
"Why isn't it making any sound?" Silvan asked in a low voice. He did not seem to recognize the tape recorder.
"I think we need to rewind it. Can you get your Hag to warn us? "
"No, she can't be relied on. It's fine if it's only for a short while, but if it drags on, she might start spouting nonsense that no one can understand."
"Then, I need to get the tape recorder," Lin Sanjiu answered hurriedly. As she spoke, she felt that her memory was fading away again. She realized that both of them had been forced into a dead end.
"You're not going to make it?" Silvan tapped his temple and asked with his head tilted slightly.
"Soon," Lin Sanjiu said with a sigh, "I don't know if it's because of the parasites in my brain, but it seems like the time I can retain my memory is getting shorter and shorter. I need to —"
"No, wait." He looked up at the artist and gestured to Lin Sanjiu. She immediately understood what he meant and nodded at the artist. The humanoid Special Item immediately sat back down and took out a blank canvas from his pocket. "That's right!" Lin Sanjiu thought to herself. He turned the easel so that the two of them could see the scene on the canvas in real time.
When he started to paint on the canvas, Lin Sanjiu suddenly took a deep breath. The blonde man asked softly, "How is it? Have you forgotten?"
He received no reply. After a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu slowly raised her head. Her eyes were blank. Just as she opened her mouth, before she could say anything, Silvan suddenly interrupted her, "Don't move. Listen to me."
She forced herself to stop turning her neck a little and looked at him with a frown.
Silvan's voice was clear and deep as he explained the current situation to her in the most concise way possible.
"Do you remember? Alright. "He raised his hand and pointed at the recorder in the distance." When you get it, keep an eye on the Queen's movements on the canvas. I'm going to start timing your memory now. "
'What if he also forgets it while he's in the process of timing? '
It was obviously not a good time to talk about this. Lin Sanjiu suppressed her doubts and looked at the canvas as she dashed towards the recorder. On the canvas, the queen had the most ink. The brain had taken up more than half of the earthen cavity, but the dark-red flesh color that belonged to it was still spreading under the artist's brush. It looked like it was about to touch the two tiny human figures.
She had been through so many apocalyptic worlds, but this was the first time she encountered such a situation. She could not even look at her enemy, and she could not even think of fighting or attacking. She could not even summon a gust of wind behind her. The queen was too big. The [Unfinished Painting] could not absorb it, and Silvan's Special Item had to pay the price of hurting himself. The most pressing problem was her drifting memory that could disappear at any time.
This situation was not even the worst. At least, the queen had not released those purplish-black worms and sucked them into her rift.
'Is there really a way to win? '
She grabbed the recorder, hit the rewind button, turned around, and dashed back. When Silvan dashed forward and grabbed her arm, Lin Sanjiu turned her head around in a daze. "Wh-What's wrong?"
"Twelve seconds." When she looked closer, she realized that there was a faint layer of sweat on his forehead. A few strands of his wet blonde hair fell down, glistening. This time, Silvan's explanation was hurried, as if he was being chased by something. Almost at the same time, he covered his forehead and sucked in a cold breath through his teeth.
It was his turn to forget.
Every time Lin Sanjiu was reminded, a vague image would appear in their minds. However, the image became fainter and fainter. Compared to a few minutes ago when Meme was still alive, Lin Sanjiu's memory was deteriorating at an alarming rate.
The window for them to act was shrinking rapidly.
"Ten … Twelve seconds?" Silvan pressed his forehead and said while panting. "You spent at least six to seven seconds reminding me just now, right?"
"Almost … We need to come up with a strategy the next time we recover our memory." Lin Sanjiu sighed anxiously. She was having a battle with her own will, which made her even more irritated. "Otherwise, if it continues to deteriorate at this rate, there will be a time when we forget to listen to the recording again."
Fortunately, they lost their memory at different times, so they could still look after each other and prevent each other from looking behind them. When Lin Sanjiu's memory was awakened again, the artist had just finished his painting. A piece of soil flew up from his feet and went straight into the painting, filling it completely. Both of them glanced at the painting and were instantly speechless.
On the canvas other than the soil, there was a dark red brain so big that it was hard for them to breathe. It stuck close to their backs and opened a deep crack in the shadow. Meme's body was so thin that it was almost invisible. There was only a thin edge left.
Judging from the lifelike painting, they were only an arm's length away from the crack on the queen's body.
Even at this stage, they could not muster up any thoughts of harming the queen. The most they could do was to run away. The painter seemed to be startled. He hurriedly rolled up his easel and picked up the pail, blindly following behind.
Both of them stopped in the shadow of the container and took a deep breath. However, before they could catch their breath, Lin Sanjiu lost her memory again.
The parasite in her brain seemed to have gone berserk during her repeated resistance. This time, when she fell into a daze, there was a moment when she thought that she had just parted ways with the grand prize and Soulsqn and had just been transported from the Data Stream Library.
"Do you remember now?" a familiar voice asked beside her ear.
Lin Sanjiu blinked her eyes blankly. She suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "I might have a way to deal with the queen!"
"What?"
"Even if I thought of it earlier, I wouldn't be able to use it. Give me all your weapons," she ordered hurriedly. "Then, I want you to repeat the description of your ability to me!"
Without any hesitation, Silvan threw all the auction items from the Munitions Factory on the ground. The pile was as tall as a person.
"The situation … The situation is different. I don't know if it will work or not, but I have to try!" Before she lost her memory again, Lin Sanjiu leaned closer to Silvan and told him everything she needed to tell him in one go. Silvan was obviously taken aback. He stared at Lin Sanjiu, who was slowly losing her focus. For a few seconds, he didn't say anything.
"So, you know that person," he said softly. Perhaps it was because he realized what was about to happen, his voice was slightly trembling. "You have the ability to turn corpses into puppets and let them attack freely. That is the ability of Puppeteer in the early stages."
[Pygmalion Choker] had a duration of five minutes. It was too long for Lin Sanjiu's poor memory. Silvan touched her neck and paused on the bandage for a few seconds before he nodded and continued, "You have to turn Meme's headless body into a puppet. Let him wield a weapon and attack the queen for us."
When she suddenly understood the situation, she couldn't help but let out a trembling sound from her throat. "Puppeteer doesn't have headless puppets," Silvan's voice was like the rustling wind behind her ears. It sounded distant and blurry. "So, we can only pray that they don't move their bodies with their heads like humans."
Lin Sanjiu shut her eyes tightly. She did not know how many seconds she had left. However, before her memory disappeared, she heard a rhythmic footstep approaching from afar. Step by step, it was heading towards the direction of the container. It felt like a century, but it also felt like it was only a breath's time. The footsteps were already beside the two of them.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw a thin body in front of her. There was no head, only an empty shoulder. The cut was covered by messy skin and clothes. It looked so dark that it did not seem real.
Meme, who had lost his head, stopped moving just like he did when he was alive. He bent down and picked up a long black combat bag from the pile of weapons.
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