Doomsday Wonderland

Even though the Olympics may look like a copy, it is actually a doomsday world.

When Lin Sanjiu reached the high wall, she couldn't help but raise her head and look at it blankly for a while.

The stone wall towers high into the sky, with the top almost submerged in the clouds and mist; only when an occasional gust of wind blows, can the edge of the wall be vaguely visible. You can't see the end in front of this wall, you can't see the end behind it, and you don't know where the end point is. Every one kilometer, there is a door that retracts into the wall, revealing the numb faces of countless contestants behind the door.

The door seemed to be open for a limited time. When thirty minutes came, it immediately closed again. At that time, Lin Sanjiu happened to be near the high wall; she seemed to vaguely hear someone's screams. He yelled "I'm not out yet!", and then the scream was locked behind the wall and could no longer be heard.

She paused and glanced into the distance with some doubts.

Looking out along the stone wall, the doors in her sight were closed one after another in the blink of an eye. She hesitated for a few seconds, and then saw that the person who had howled just now made no more noise, and then hesitantly crossed He crossed the yellow line on the ground and walked towards the stone wall.

After crossing the dividing line between the representative competition area and the non-competition area, there was only an empty area under the stone wall, and there was no table like a registration point. Lin Sanjiu said "huh?" and just took two more steps forward when she was suddenly startled - as soon as she got closer, a row of carvings immediately appeared on the stone wall beside her: "Hello, welcome to Check-in point.”

"Is this the registration point?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned and looked at the stone wall carefully - like the stone tablet, it looked extremely primitive, as if every word was just carved stroke by stroke with a knife. If he hadn't seen the text change with his own eyes, Lin Sanjiu would never have believed that it would change: "Huh? Why is there only one language this time?"

As if sensing her doubts, the row of words on the stone wall at the height of her eyes slowly became shallower, and another paragraph took their place, engraved deeply into the stone.

"According to the reading language you choose for the first time, all communications, exchanges, operations, and notifications in this event will be transmitted to your mind in that language."

"It's really convenient." Lin Sanjiu snorted and her eyes followed the strokes of the carving - every indentation looked so natural; she couldn't help but start to imagine the particles that made up the stone. , how they came together, separated, and re-spelled different words.

She fell into this world from a metal plate, so the Olympics must be inseparable from the data body; could this technology that can control the material composition come from the data body?

"I was suddenly thrown into this world and I don't know anything yet. You have to tell me what's going on here, right?"

Lin Sanjiu asked with a bit of ridicule.

"This is the Olympic Games. Everyone who comes to this planet must participate in at least one sport. The player with the most wins in each region can meet the supreme god Zeus. Specific event explanations will be given after registration. Presented to you. Do you want to sign up now?" That line of text responded quickly.

"What will happen if I don't sign up?"

The writing on the stone wall disappeared, and after a pause of two seconds, the word "Alas" appeared.

"Asking this question, among the 20,000 people ahead of you, more than 300 did not sign up, and they all later became homeless."

Before Lin Sanjiu could ask, the writing on the wall had changed again.

"In this Olympic competition, there are three identities to choose from. One is the contestants who are about to start or have already started the competition after registration; the second is the spectators who are resting after the competition but have not participated in the next event; The third is the homeless who refuse to register from the beginning, or voluntarily remove themselves from the system. Participants have all rights, and the audience has one-tenth of the rights, and there are no obligations for the two; but the homeless are just the opposite, they have no rights and only Obligations."

"What rights and obligations?"

"For example, the contestants can have six hours of sleep, the audience only has 3, and the homeless have not even one minute. The competition will determine what work to assign to the homeless or how to use them according to their own conditions."

"What happened to those three hundred people... then?"

"They gave their all to the great Olympic cause."

It doesn't sound like a good thing...

Those who can choose not to register must be evolvers who are very confident in their own abilities; but if Lin Sanjiu has learned anything from so many reincarnations in the world, it must be this: if you want to play the game without following the rules, then You must be a strong man who can overlook the world.

Lin Sanjiu thought to herself that she was not qualified yet. She took a breath and said, "Then let me register."

After registering, she still has at least three days of rest to look for gift bags and find a way back to heaven...

"Then please spit on me."

Lin Sanjiu blinked blankly, suddenly suspecting that this was a trap: "What?"

"Please spit where the words appear."

Lin Sanjiu's eyelashes flashed rapidly for a moment. "Why?"

"This is the way to register. If you only rely on your name, we can't verify the authenticity, and there may be duplicate names. The saliva you spit contains your genome, which will be unique to you. It’s certified—please.”

"I'm extremely happy!" Lin Sanjiu responded simply - with a click, the task was completed.

Next, the Queen of Soul also stretched out a piece of meat from the human skin, squeezed out a little mucus, and threw it on the wall. One person and one insect were all registered and certified; an introduction to the Olympic events suddenly appeared on the wall. A large number of articles were lined up densely together, stretching hundreds of meters in length.

After watching it for a while, Lin Sanjiu felt a little dazzled. Since the end of the world, she had hardly read anything of such length. However, when she turned her head, she was surprised to find that the Queen of Soul was walking away while watching, and at some point she had already walked far ahead. ——It even called back: "Why are you looking so slowly?"

"Do you know human writing?"

"Nonsense," the Soul Queen snorted, "I know so many languages ​​that I can't even list them all."

"Then have you chosen the project?" Lin Sanjiu urged, "Just choose something similar. Don't spend too much time on registration. Our focus is to find the puppet master and Li Shanqing."

"Everyone looks suspicious." The Queen of Soul sighed, "If you choose randomly...hey, let's just race. It's the easiest."

"Okay, that's it!"

As the words of one person and one insect fell, the text introduction that spread for hundreds of meters suddenly faded and became shallower; after the stone wall was smooth for a moment, new text appeared at eye level: "Please choose the time to participate in the racing event."

"We will participate at any time at the latest." Lin Sanjiu replied immediately.

"Okay. Next, please tell me the name of your last doomsday world."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with the Queen of Soul: "God's love. But what does it matter?"

"Okay, then I ask you that in three days' time, anyone in the God's Love Division who is transported to the Olympics from other doomsday worlds will be assigned to the corresponding doomsday world division; you are now in the Time Travel Division .”

"Is there another apocalyptic world called time travel?" the Queen of Soul asked with interest.

It ignited a little interest and couldn't help but look back - but from where one person and one insect were at the moment, the evolvers from the "time travel" world had long been invisible; there were only faint shouts, From time to time, something would come through the air, distant and faint, like an illusion that had been misheard.

Lin Sanjiu frowned deeply, and after a few seconds, he asked hesitantly: "Could it be that...people from the same apocalyptic world are competing against each other?"

"Yes. UUkanshuwww.uukanshu.net" The reply was very brief.

No wonder!

Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that the man she met in Red Nautilus killed several visa officers in a row just to prevent others from having the chance to go to the Olympics; it turned out that he wanted to reduce competitors!

The text on the stone wall just now said that the person who won the most victories in a competition area could meet the supreme god Zeus... Could it be that the unknown man wanted to meet Zeus?

However, regardless of whether the truth was this or not, she had no way of proving it: counting time, that man had already spent 14 months here and was definitely no longer in the Olympics.

Lin Sanjiu thought again, and her face suddenly brightened up.

"What's wrong?" Soul Queen asked.

"If all contestants from the same world must gather in the same area," Lin Sanjiu's eyes flashed and she couldn't help but laugh: "Then let's go there right now, and we will definitely be able to wait until the puppet master and Li Shanqing !" (To be continued.)