Chapter 1129 (1/2)
Ivy takes a look at the hourglass: it's in a red zone now. It's dangerous.
It's not only Ivy who doubts, but Avril and others have some strange things in it:
”why hasn't that guy contacted us yet? Isn't he bragging to us that he has found a way to connect with the world
”Do you listen to him? If there is a way, will we risk it? This man is a bit unreliable, but he is still very concerned about our safety... ”
”Oh, you know that?”
”No, you don't understand, your highness...”
”Cut!”
”Don't make a fuss. Look at it...”
”Ah, the sand in the sand table is changing...”
”Oh, that's interesting.”
”Is it Lin Mingmei's little sister teasing us?”
”No, she shouldn't be that sand sculpture.”
Yes, there are sand sculptures on the sand table now.
Originally, it reflected the true appearance of the world. Through the change of life breath of sand, it indicated the recovery progress of the world and the ”progress bar” of Lin Mingmei's wake up. But all of these suddenly collapsed
I have to say, Ivy's personal charm (sand sculpture flavor) is still very strong.
”What's the matter? Is it that guy?”
”Yes, Tom's great musician, great mage, and his pet Mickey Mouse. I can bear the sand sculpture, but what's the matter with this accordion grade 10 performing artist?”
”He's just sending us a message, and that's him.”
”Yes, if it's someone else's style, it's really a ghost...”
”No, there is no ghost, the world Oh, it's not a magic recording. It's OK. ”
”We can be sure that it is him. Even if others imitate, he can imitate these creations, but the obscenity inherent in such creations cannot be imitated by others.”
”Sure enough, no matter how strict the world rules are, people who have no lower limit will find a gap...”
”I suspect you are...”
”No doubt, No.”
”How can we inform him? We are not so Well, there is no such style as him. ”
”No one can catch up with him like this. From the three-dimensional creation to the two-dimensional one, the sand sculpture will be replaced by the” sand painting ”...”
”I think it can be. I'll do it.”
Lin Xi took the initiative to finish the task. She grabbed a piece of sand carefully, held it hard, and fell between the cracks, and the threads fell on the sand table
”No, it's not a picture at all...”
What's more, it can't be a picture, nothing The sand returned to its original state as soon as it fell on the sand table.
”There are some strong rules in this world?”
”It's not that the world rules are strong, it's you who are too weak. Get out of the way and let me do it.”
After a while.
”Well, the rules of the world are quite strong...”