Lin Sanjiu stood still, still holding Bohemia's robe tightly, the tassels lightly brushing against her knees in the darkness; the scent in her nose was undoubtedly Puppeteer's unique fragrance.
"Bohemia?" she called out tentatively, but there was no response. She tried again, "Puppeteer?"
Regardless of whom she called, there was no reaction from the person she caught, not even a twitch. Instead, Hei Zeji's impatient voice cut through the silence, "What are you doing? We need light!"
Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain now, so she quickly searched through her card inventory. The grand prize gave her many flashlights, but unfortunately, she lost one every time she used it. Now she didn't even know if she had any left. Just then, there was a 'snap' sound not far away, and a light suddenly dispelled the darkness and filled her vision.
The sudden and dazzling light from the absolute darkness made her squint. Subconsciously, she lowered her head, trying to raise her hand to shield her eyes—it was in this instant that she suddenly froze.
The person standing in front of her was very tall, much taller than Bohemia, but they were wearing Bohemia's robe. It couldn't be Puppeteer either because the robe clearly outlined the silhouette of a head. Beneath Bohemia's robe, a long piece of cloth covered the person from head to toe.
Who did Red Face catch?
Lin Sanjiu stepped back two steps, her gaze still fixed on the person in front of her, and even forgot to look around until Hei Zeji suddenly yelled, "Stop!" Startled, she stopped her feet just in time.
"What's going on?" she murmured, turning her head, and her gaze fell on the reason Hei Zeji told her to stop.
At first, she had no idea what she was looking at—no, she should say that even after staring at it for several seconds, Lin Sanjiu still didn't understand. There were too many questions exploding in her mind, to the point where she didn't know where to start and even wondered if she was under an illusion.
The floor under her feet was ordinary, no different from any other place in the hospital, but about several inches outside her heel, the floor seemed to have melted like butter. It lost its original shape and texture, appearing like a swirling pile of sand dunes, yielding and retreating before the intruder. Above the floor...
In order to describe it, Lin Sanjiu had to search her mind for suitable words.
The NPC's voice, trembling slightly, brought her back from her thoughts, "I understand this is hard to comprehend, but I haven't lied to you. This is indeed where the points of the deceased players are stored."
The room was shockingly large. When she stood at the entrance and looked inside, the wall at the other end was no bigger than a fingernail. Instead of calling it a room, it would be more accurate to call it a giant warehouse. The room was filled with tall, white tree-like objects made of an unknown material. Each white tree extended many branches, all arranged neatly in a row until the end of the room, like an orchard covered in white snow. The only empty space without white trees was the area near the entrance where they were standing.
Sitting below the wall with a calm expression, the NPC explained, "Each branch represents a deceased player. As I mentioned, if Gardenia's theory about a hidden way to earn points is correct, I can make an exception and retrieve the points for you."
At this point, whether they could obtain the points of the deceased players had become the last question in Lin Sanjiu's mind. The sight of the white tree forest in front of her and the strange thing not far behind her was far more extraordinary.
She stared at the tall figure next to her, still covered in a cloth robe, and then gazed at the strange thing behind her for a while. It was clearly something that shouldn't exist in this place, as it pushed the floor open like waves. To describe it, it was like someone had taken a piece of a jungle night and squeezed it into this hospital space. Thick layers of branches emerged from above the floor, and when they got closer, they could even smell the faint scent of grass and soil from the forest. At the border where it met the hospital, the light and matter seemed to be slightly distorted, blurred, and oscillating, like one illusion overlapping another.
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Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]
Science FictionWhat is Lava? Lin Sanjiu has no idea either. - A translation of N. Heller's Chinese novel.