Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 8: Heaven Underworld (pt. 2: 856-1023) [Complete]

990: Corpses Are Truly a Valuable Resource

"Hey, can I discuss something with you?"

Lin Sanjiu sat cross-legged in the boat, contemplating for a few minutes before suddenly raising her voice to ask.

After a thorough search, she had piled up the things she found from the middle-aged gentleman into a small heap in the pedal boat. She had expected Philibert to have more items, but unexpectedly, she only found nine Special Items in total—perhaps he had lost many things in the lake.

But this meant that after deducting Philibert's rent in the pocket dimension, she only had the "Reference Material" left to offset her own rent, which was of no use to her.

Lin Sanjiu decided to try this somewhat far-fetched idea—it was her only option.

"What is it?" Perhaps because there was only one person left in the pocket dimension, the loudspeaker's tone became more relaxed.

"This doesn't belong to you right now," Lin Sanjiu pointed to the "Reference Material" and cautiously said, "Can I use it to replace one of my collateral items that I handed over?"

"Replace one?"

"Yes, I give this to you, and you give me back one of my Special Items. The number of collateral items you have will remain the same."

As she spoke, Lin Sanjiu's mouth felt dry and bitter due to nervousness. In a certain sense, the pocket dimension that allowed the possibility of full team clearance while forcing the team to perish through various means was even more illogical than the pocket dimension affected by the Great Deluge. It seemed like a blend of extreme mercy and cruelty.

If the pocket dimension rejected her proposal, the situation would become tricky.

"Hmm, but it's not really yours..." the loudspeaker seemed somewhat hesitant.

"Didn't you say that we're all in the same team and should naturally share resources?" As long as it didn't outright reject her, Lin Sanjiu wouldn't give up. "I'm using one of my teammate's items to replace mine, so you won't lose anything."

There was silence from the loudspeaker for a moment.

"Alright then," Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth, determined. "If you agree, I'll give you an additional Special Item as rent when I return the boat."

"Ah," the loudspeaker immediately laughed apologetically, "Actually, you don't need to give me additional rent. I would have agreed anyway... but since you're so enthusiastic, I won't refuse your gesture."

Cursing under her breath, she tossed all nine items into the water. "Here," she shouted.

"Didn't all your items fall into the lake?" the pocket dimension loudspeaker asked cheerfully, "Even if you manage to replace one, it's useless. Are you planning to paddle back to retrieve them?"

"Don't worry about that," Lin Sanjiu replied impatiently. She told it the name of the Special Item. "Hurry up and replace it for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden splash in the water not far away. Lin Sanjiu turned around and her face immediately brightened. At least so far, everything was going smoothly!

She muttered a quick "sorry" and dragged Philibert's corpse into the water. Then, she pulled the blood-stained pedal boat and struggled to change direction, pedaling desperately toward the direction of the splashing sound.

Special Items couldn't drown, even if they looked like a person.

The artist, who had regained his intelligence, was now struggling in the water, swallowing mouthfuls of water one after another. He couldn't call for help, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked agonized, but he didn't sink.