Mao Feiyang then pouted, sowhat dissatisfied, and turned around to walk towards the dia portal shrouded in a hazy grey mist.
"Oh right..." Mao Feiyang suddenly seed to have thought of sothing, "Can you give a little ’blessing’? Make feel a strong sense of mission?"
"..." The Night Watchman seed to be at a loss, and after a mont of silence, said, "Keep it up... you can definitely do it."
"Oh ho, thanks~" Mao Feiyang grinned mischievously and stepped into the dia portal.
"Pop..."
The portal rippled, and Mao Feiyang entered as if stepping into a lake, spreading out a wave of ripples.
Soon, the ripples cald down.
From the upper level of the Bell Tower, the Night Watchman-02’s faint muttering could be heard, "Why would ’he’ arrange for such a cheeky person to connect with ? Was it because they confidently assud I wouldn’t kill him?"
"Huh... you’d better send soone reliable to collect the final paynt, or else, don’t bla for being ruthless..."
...
May 9th, X023, 20:12, Unknown Region of the Art Building, "Corridor".
Mao Feiyang’s figure appeared from the mist, misstepping and stumbling into a wall.
"Ouch..." He steadied himself against the wall, "Where is this place..."
Lin Yi’s voice echoed in his mind, "It should still be in the stairwell under the Bell Tower..."
"Alright then..." Mao Feiyang shrugged helplessly, "Looks like I can only return from here... but let’s not rush. Let check the map you gave first..."
As he said this, he sat down on the bluestone steps, resting his chin in his hand, deep in thought.
Lin Yi did not disturb him, but soon, the mural on the wall behind Mao Feiyang began to undulate unnaturally, as if sothing was about to break out from within.
"Maozi, be careful," Lin Yi reminded.
Mao Feiyang snapped back to reality just in ti, feeling a cold chill from behind, prompting him to instinctively dodge, taking a few steps down and then turning sharply to look at the wall.
The thing squirming on the wall was a grey art student-like sculpture. He had once used his life to seal the Sneering Angel into the artwork, and now the Sneering Angel was about to beco a Dead Body Sculpture.
He succeeded, but he himself was overwheld by the power of the Sneering Angel, becoming a Second Generation Sneering Angel endowed with Angel’s Power.
"Kill... kill ..." From within the mural ca his faint, hoarse voice, filled with pain and struggle.
"He’s contaminated..." Lin Yi sighed.
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, "Those who inherit the Angel’s Power ultimately beco the Angel’s Phantom... Those who sacrificed to defeat the Sneering Angel return in the form of a Second Generation Angel, becoming the very unit he wanted to defeat. What a great irony and tragedy."
"Should we send him off?" Lin Yi asked sadly.
"Of course not."
"Huh?"
Mao Feiyang refused without hesitation, his deanor starkly different from when he was mourning the sacrificial lamb earlier, leaving Lin Yi surprised and puzzled.
"You’re so cheeky..."
"Haha... what’s there to be confused about?" Mao Feiyang said exasperatedly, taking a deep breath, "Killing one after another isn’t feasible, besides... ’Mourner... Undead Angel’."
After speaking, Mao Feiyang glanced lightly at the struggling Second Generation Angel on the mural, then walked a few steps down the stairs without looking back, and sat down.
"Suddenly you don’t seem so cheeky anymore..."
Mao Feiyang curled his lips, "Why would you say that about your roommate? Do you want to brag together or sothing?"
"Tch..." Lin Yi muttered.
Mao Feiyang sat down again, seemingly pondering sothing.
"What are you thinking?" This ti, Lin Yi voiced his curiosity.
"Of course, I’m thinking about how to get to ’her’ room... And complete the so-called agreent along the way."
"But from the perspective of ’ti’, you should be the one to handle that matter, right? You don’t have to tell yes or no, I’ve already got the answer in my heart..."
"I’m just missing an entry point now..."
"What entry point?" Lin Yi asked, "Is it the entry point to that bedroom?"
Mao Feiyang slightly nodded, "Clearly, Layer Transition is needed to reach there, but the ’map’ you gave is rather intuitive... I have to find the route myself."
"Fortunately, I took so small toys from ’02’, otherwise so places would be really hard to navigate."
"Which route do you want to take?"
"Without violating the Art Student Rules, it’s impossible to go to those places, so I need so buffs."
Lin Yi facepald, "But where are you going to find buffs, do you think this is a ga?"
Mao Feiyang mysteriously smiled.
Lin Yi paused.
"Your expression... wait, did I overlook sothing? Wait, do you an... you already got it, but... when did that happen?"
"Weren’t you there too?" Mao Feiyang smirked, "Just now!"
"’Just now’? What do you an... wait, are you saying?" Lin Yi suddenly realized, "When you asked the Night Watchman for a blessing? But... how can that count? The Night Watchman’s words didn’t carry any ’effect’, right?"
"You can’t say it like that... Once the words are spoken, whether they have any effect is beyond his control." Mao Feiyang squinted, his face full of a profound expression.
"You... rewrote your own cognition?" Lin Yi exclaid, "Is that even possible? Is that even a thing? And, doesn’t that not count as the Night Watchman bestowing a buff on you?"
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