Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1179: This Man Was Nameless and Faceless

Chapter 1179: This Man Was Nameless and Faceless

At the same moment when the female NPC was annihilated by the white lines, the effect of [Mark Twain’s Collection: “The Prince and the Pauper”] also disappeared. Lin Sanjiu quickly touched her face, and when she realized that her fingers touched her high and hard nasal bone instead of the female NPC’s round and soft nose, she immediately deactivated the card of the next item.

[Mark Twain’s Collection: “The Prince and the Pauper”]

This is a story of a prince and a pauper exchanging ident.i.ties. The story itself is not important; what matters is the lasting resonance it has in people’s hearts. Under the power of literature, anyone who has read this story can choose to exchange their appearance with another person, but that’s all.

Time Limit: One minute.

Note: Only facial appearance is exchanged. Abilities, actions, clothing, and voice are not affected by this item.

Usage: First touch your own face, then touch the face of your target.

The next item Gong Daoyi gave her was a box of spherical colorful candies. When she hurriedly swallowed one of the candies, the guards at the door also rushed in, shouting things like, “Where is the person?” and “There’s blood here!” Countless feet pa.s.sed by her consecutively. She buried her head, huddled her shoulders, and waited for a few seconds until she slowly sat up, but not a single guard glanced at her.

[There Is Probably Someone Like This in Your Cla.s.s]

In junior high, after three years of knowing your cla.s.smates, when it was time to take a large group photo for graduation, you suddenly took a careful look at the small face in the back row of the photo and were a little surprised. “Who is this person?” you asked your cla.s.smates. “Are they in our cla.s.s?”

The cla.s.smate replied, “Huh? Now that you mention it, it seems like we do have such a person… but I’ve never paid attention to them.”

There is probably someone like this in your cla.s.s too, right? Silent, a bit hunched, gets average grades… Honestly, even if you close your eyes and think hard, you can probably only remember the gender of the person. Isn’t this a convenient and useful trait?

Time Limit: Five minutes. After the time limit, you can immediately use it again as long as you have enough of this item.

Note: The effectiveness of this item can only achieve a certain level of turning a blind eye. Please don’t think you can boldly do whatever you want. If your face has particularly distinct and eye-catching features, please cover your face. If you want to chat with others, be prepared for the fact that they will notice you. If you suddenly want to perform acrobatics on a fire hoop, please don’t.

Shouldn’t having the face of a fugitive be considered distinct and eye-catching?

Lin Sanjiu glanced out of the corner of her eye and noticed that most of the security guards were gathered around the crushed body on the floor, discussing whether the dead NPC woman had been abducted. In their eyes, there was no doubt that the fugitive had already been eliminated by the white line.

It seemed that her commotion had made the hospital authorities consider her a much bigger threat than Hei Zeji. Hei Zeji had only been captured, but when it came to her, their approach had turned into on-the-spot execution.

The Life Coach behind her had already transformed back into a card. Lin Sanjiu took out a towel and tied it around her face to cover her nose and mouth. She stood up along the wall, avoiding the security guards who were still streaming in, and lowered her head deeply, taking small steps toward the door. Two security guards were walking towards her, one with a face entirely covered in black holes and the other with intact facial features. They pa.s.sed by her while talking, and neither of them turned to look at her.

She lowered her head even further, keeping her gaze fixed on the ground beneath her feet, and slightly increased her pace towards the door.

Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to make a turn that would allow her to slip out through the doorway, suddenly, someone emerged from around the corner. Amidst the noisy and chaotic environment, she couldn’t distinguish the person’s footsteps. The security guard obviously hadn’t expected someone to suddenly appear from the doorway, and neither of them had time to react. They collided with a resounding ‘thud.’

In that instant, Lin Sanjiu understood what Hei Zeji meant.

Normally, even if you accidentally collide with someone, an ordinary person would quickly steady themselves. However, she felt all her strength suddenly drain from her body. It was as if she had become a sack of meat without support, and she fell heavily to the ground. “Oh.”

Luckily, she had covered her face with a towel, and the guard hadn’t noticed anything strange initially. He looked a bit surprised, as if he didn’t expect Lin Sanjiu to fall over from a slight collision. “Are you okay?”

Until she fell completely to the ground, breaking physical contact with the guard, she felt her strength returning to her body. Lin Sanjiu propped herself up with one hand and tried to stand up. While still keeping her head lowered, she mumbled, “I’m… fine.”

“I’ll help you.” Despite having holes instead of facial features, the guard turned out to be quite helpful. He bent down and grabbed Lin Sanjiu’s empty left sleeve, but then he paused. “Huh?”

Subconsciously, the guard pinched the sleeve and let go, reaching upward, as if trying to grasp something above the sleeve. Underneath the sleeve was Lin Sanjiu’s half-arm.

Higher Consciousness shot out like a spirit snake, slicing through her left arm. The guard’s hand was thrown off, and just as the hand was mid-air, he looked at Lin Sanjiu in astonishment. Quickly, she activated the fourth item—this was the last item Gong Daoyi had given her, and from a certain perspective, it was the most powerful one.

[Time Rewind]

Yes, you read that right. There really is an item with such an astonis.h.i.+ng effect in the doomsday! It solves all regrets, sorrows, and misgivings, giving you the best opportunity to start your life all over again, achieving true fulfillment! Don’t miss out; there is a limited supply. Please call the hotline at the bottom of the screen to purchase: 888-9242-000.

Note: This item can only rewind a maximum of one minute each time. This item cannot be used continuously; it can only be activated once every 24 years. No matter how significant the impact or how many people are involved, as long as it meets the two conditions mentioned above, the time rewind effect can be achieved.

Most importantly, you can choose which minute of your life to rewind. For example, when you’re lying on your deathbed, you can choose to rewind to a minute during your youth and discard the first cigarette you ever smoked—of course, in the end, you might still get lung cancer, but at least you didn’t smoke during that minute.

Just like rewinding a movie, Lin Sanjiu saw clearly as the hand she had thrown off returned to her sleeve. Then, one action after another replayed in reverse. Before she could react, she found herself standing up again, preparing to crawl out of the door frame—

Lin Sanjiu quickly halted her steps. Sure enough, the shadow of the guard from earlier appeared in the door frame. She stopped just in time, and the two of them were only inches apart from colliding again. The guard glanced at her and said, “Be careful!” as he walked around her.

Taking a long breath, her heartbeat finally sounded like thunder in her ears. She wondered how many more times she had to experience such danger before she could finally escape.

Entering a corridor, Lin Sanjiu glanced up and saw groups of guards guarding beside a row of machines. These machines looked somewhat familiar, and something like boards hung down from the iron arms in mid-air, facing the interior of the rooms. When she pa.s.sed by, she casually glanced at them and faintly saw the words “X-ray” on the machines.

‘Do the medical instruments here have this function?’

she thought. She kept her head lowered and quickened her pace, hastily entering a deserted corridor. The Purchasing Department was too close to the Medical Records and Information Department, so she didn’t feel safe there. After taking a few more turns and leaving all the noise far behind, almost unable to hear it anymore, she gradually slowed her pace.

Listening carefully to make sure there was no one inside, Lin Sanjiu slowly turned the doork.n.o.b and quietly entered an office. She locked the door behind her and swiftly cleared everything off a desk, spreading out the files she had collected earlier—aside from piles of files, filled drawers, and stacks of folders, there was also a desktop computer with its power cord unplugged.

After sorting the files by category, she piled up the ones marked “Patient Admission Records” in front of her and took a deep breath.

Each registration form consisted of two pages. The first page had a small photo pasted on it, seemingly a snapshot taken from some surveillance camera, making it difficult for her to discern the patient’s appearance. The following pages contained information about the patient’s injuries, treatment methods, and the debts they owed, among other details.

Coincidentally, the first patient registration form belonged to someone whose name Lin Sanjiu recognized, Yuan Xiangxi. The handwriting was already a bit blurry, and the photo was faded, making it hard to see clearly. Lin Sanjiu directly set it aside. Like a squirrel digging through a stockpile, she buried her head in the stack of files, constantly flipping through them one after another. The unrelated and unfamiliar ones were discarded to keep Yuan Xiangxi’s company, while the ones she needed to carefully examine were placed in front of her.

After more than twenty minutes of flipping through files, the stack in front of her gradually grew and thickened, forming a small pile. When Lin Sanjiu finally finished going through all the files, she looked at the one placed on top and let out a soft sigh.

As expected, her guess was correct.

She knew that the reason some personnel in the Medical Records Department were still working overtime was that they were searching for her, the wanted fugitive’s, admission registration information—though she wasn’t sure what they would do once they found it. However, her gains were not limited to her own registration form.

A red stamp with the words “Authorized personnel only” was pressed above the registration form. Below it, where the patient’s name should be, it was blank, and on the small photo next to it, Puppeteer’s gloomy face was faintly visible.