Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1448: Lin Sanjiu's Good Luck

"Hey there," the Life Coach said, crouching down with his muscles straining against his tight exercise shirt. He examined Lin Sanjiu's hand carefully. "You're lucky to have come across something so rare. Quite lucky."

Lin Sanjiu thought nothing could be further from the truth.

Half-lying on the ground, with the hellish pain slowly receding and her body drenched in cold sweat, she found one of her hands completely immobilized. She couldn't move it even a little while trying to wiggle her fingertips. She glanced at the silver trash bin hanging from her hand and then at the Life Coach, gasping for breath. "Do you... do you recognize this thing?" she asked.

The Life Coach didn't respond immediately. He lowered his head, scrutinizing the object for a moment. Lin Sanjiu had no idea what he was examining; the silver trash can appeared empty. However, something invisible clung to her fingertips-the object she had dragged halfway out of the bin.

She wanted to reach out and touch it, curious if she could feel its form, but after all the torment she had endured, she feared that doing so might cause it to grab her left hand as well.

"I recognize it," the Life Coach said, raising his head with a determined expression.

"What is it?"

The humanoid item coughed. "For that, you need to exchange a Special Item."

What a demanding fellow. Lin Sanjiu turned her head, looking for something in the pile of items that hadn't been put away yet. However, when she turned, the other two humanoid Special Items recoiled in fright and retreated more than ten meters.

"Not you guys." Lin Sanjiu sighed, her body still trembling weakly. She wasn't eager to stand up, so she ordered, "Artist, give me... never mind. Caster, come here. Bring me the can of [Bone Broth]."

Caster approached with a look of apprehension, extending her arm as far as she could while standing on her tiptoes, and carefully handed the can of [Bone Broth] to Lin Sanjiu.

The Life Coach didn't hesitate; he gulped down the soup, then crushed the can into powder. The world had forever lost one Special Item.

"Your trash can is a relatively common space item with various models," he said, wiping his hands clean. "After all, people produce garbage as they live. Having a trash bin is not only convenient for maintaining cleanliness but also for storing things you can't keep but don't want others to access. You toss the trash inside, and it falls into a separate space specially designed for disposal. I understand your doubts. I don't know why there's a whole separate secondary space used as a landfill, but that's just how it is."

What Lin Sanjiu really wanted to ask wasn't about the landfill. "Tell me, what is this thing-"

"Don't be in a hurry; I'll explain it all from the beginning," the Life Coach said with a smile. "This landfill space is quite unique. It isn't connected to any other space; only the trash bin can establish a temporary channel with it. Think of each trash bin as a small door. When garbage falls in, the door opens and the channel is established. Once the garbage lands in the landfill, the door closes and the channel disappears. You have no idea how many strange things float around in the landfill space."

Even after nearly ten years in the midst of doomsday, Lin Sanjiu occasionally experienced overwhelming sensations like the one she was feeling now. "You don't need to mention the landfill anymore. So, what exactly is this thing? Is it dangerous for me?"

"It's called the Southwind Goose."

The name sounded more elegant than she had expected.

"I can't say exactly what kind of creature it is," the Life Coach continued, "but it has a crucial trait that earned it this name. No matter how many times it's thrown into a different space away from its native land, it will always try to move toward the original location or a similar place. So even in a landfill far from any living beings, it's always searching for a way back."