"Maozi..." Lin Yi murmured, lost in thought.
Just then, the surrounding fog gradually dissipated, and the light around them slowly dimd.
"Hey... what are you dazing out for... hurry up and go..."
It was like so faint voice coming from afar.
"Silence..."
"Don’t be afraid..."
"Damn it... do you want to summon them?!"
...
"You can slow down a bit, but don’t spread fear!!"
"We’re almost there!"
...
"Go!"
...
"Keep up!"
"Walk steadily!"
...
"Don’t trample, don’t be afraid!"
Those faint voices grew clearer and gradually surrounded his ears.
Suddenly, Lin Yi felt a sensation underfoot, and along with it, a ripple quietly spread out, as if coating the surrounding environnt with a layer of color. Soon, the bustling and noisy voices began to envelop him.
Lin Yi found himself in a cold, dark tunnel surrounded by nurous art students pushing forward. Outside were so yellow-brown square stones...
"Where is this...?" Lin Yi felt dizzy, unable to react imdiately, rely sensing that the scene was incredibly familiar yet montarily unable to recognize it.
At that mont, he heard a terrifying thunderous roar and the eerie call of the sneering angels hovering outside the tunnel walls.
[lyset...]
[...lyset...]
The raspy and creepy call, through the walls, blended with the wind and gradually seeped over.
Lin Yi instinctively touched the yellow-brown square stones, which made a scraping sound of "scrape, scrape, scrape."
He imdiately confird that the outer walls of this tunnel were now infested with countless high-ranking nocturnal species, perhaps even mixed with so hound-like nocturnal species.
Just then, perhaps because his consciousness touched the stone walls and emitted so form of perception, a large number of sneering angels floating like wraiths in the dim dark sky seed to sense sothing and abruptly turned their direction to look over!
So held hourglasses, so had empty hands, but all turned around, flocking like a swarm of bats...
The corners of their mouths began to grin, their eyebrows arched but their pupils void, like a group of dead-eyed fish in a pond...
"I rember now!" Lin Yi’s consciousness caught up to his dream, and he simultaneously withdrew his palm from the stone wall.
He realized that the scene before him had appeared in his phantom vision before.
"From the ti calculation, this seems to be... the events of May 9th?"
Simultaneously, the entire tunnel jolted violently with a "thud," as if struck by a wave.
Lin Yi seed to hear the impotent wrath of the sneering angels, presumably because they’d lost track of him.
anwhile, the fla on the candlestick in the stairwell also flickered wildly, seeming about to extinguish, and Lin Yi’s heart jumped, but fortunately, after a mont of trembling, the fla remained steadfast like a tumbler.
He looked utterly exhausted.
Just then, Lin Yi heard a voice.
"The situation is bad, let’s go!"
He looked in real-ti towards the speaker.
This person was right beside him, no, to be exact, right next to Mao Feiyang.
What he was seeing now was from Mao Feiyang’s perspective.
He vaguely rembered, if he wasn’t mistaken, the art student guarding Mao Feiyang seed to be called sothing or other.
Indeed, sothing or other... it seed to be two characters.
Yes, it must be two characters.
"Yanjing Ming, what are you doing! Don’t tell we’re not human?!" Just then, soone beside him shouted unhappily, "Even favoritism should have its limits, right?"
Oh right, his na was Yanjing Ming... Lin Yi wiped imaginary sweat from his forehead, rembering the na of that person.
Hmm, three characters.
Maozi had called him "Brother Yan" at the ti, he rembered it was these two words.
"I’m playing favorites!" Yanjing Ming sneered, "If you disagree, just show enough skill to slap my face!"
"You!" The person wanted to retort, but the sound of scratching outside the wall faded significantly, while the sound and frequency of the wave-like crashes increased.
The sneering angels started pounding on the outer walls again!
Thud—
With a heavy blow, a piece of yellow-brown stone shattered, and the sneering angel’s arm, between illusion and reality, whipped out from the fragnted stone, reaching lightning-fast towards Mao Feiyang!
"Not good!" Lin Yi’s nerve jumped, internally signaling trouble, instinctively guiding Maozi to dodge!
And Maozi indeed dodged with strange agility, in the instant the stone shattered, he reflexively shifted two or three inches!
"Asura Flash Space!"
As soon as he dodged, the art student who had been bickering all the way before, caught by Yanjing Ming by the collar, got unlucky and was grabbed by the sneering angel by the chest and pulled out through the waterlon-sized hole in the wall.
Due to the violent snatch, the person shattered like a rag doll, warm, sticky liquid covering the wall hole, trickling down so.
The art students hit by the severed limbs erupted into sharp cries of fear and panic, turning the entire stairwell into chaos.
The confined space, originally maintaining great order, instantly turned into a swarm of ants on a hot pan.
As the commotion grew louder, Yanjing Ming and other art students responsible for maintaining order spoke up: "Silence!!!!"
"I’ll say it one last ti—"
"Silence! Do not spread fear!!"
"Anyone who dares shout and draws attention, you will continue filling this pit for !"
Yanjing Ming was furious, his eyes filled with暴怒, pointing to the crack on the wall that was healing, issuing a deadly order.
He scanned the art students in the stairwell, and originally, the sobbing art students suddenly beca silent. So still crying desperately covered their mouths for fear of being sacrificed by Yanjing Ming as an offering.
"That’s more like it!"
"Fear is for you to fear alone! Don’t spread it and affect others!"
"If you die, die alone, don’t drag others with you!"
"Xiao Mao, move!"
Yanjing Ming finished speaking and then continued moving along the stairwell with Mao Feiyang.
Lin Yi silently followed the vision.
"It’s strange, those sneering angels just now... could they have been attracted by ?"
Lin Yi couldn’t help but have a doubt pop up in his mind.
Theoretically speaking, he was just observing Maozi’s experience, but from the "Dream Boundary Studies," viewpoint, he was in a dream, and those sneering angels, as products of dream building, were very likely sensitive to his presence...
However, he had no way to verify such doubts for now and could only look for opportunities later to test them.
Soon the perspective shifted, and Lin Yi found that Mao Feiyang had already been led by Yanjing Ming out of the stairwell...
They passed through a passage that seed overly familiar to Lin Yi, yet he couldn’t quite identify it imdiately, and then they reached a place filled with seats...
"Gymnasium?!"
"Damn! This is... the Giant Do of the gym?!"
Lin Yi widened his eyes, knowing he might mistake other places, but the Giant Do of the gym... he had imprinted it once with "My World," constantly observing the changes between the gym and the do in the layers, familiar beyond belief. Now it all made sense!
"Wait!
"Doesn’t this an... Maozi was brought by Yanjing Ming to the gym to attend the ’Banquet’?!"
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