125: Chapter 57: The Unnaable Severed Hand_2 125: Chapter 57: The Unnaable Severed Hand_2 “Crap!!” Lin Yi felt a chill in his heart.
Although he had no idea what was up with the blue-aproned Pocket Chef, a body that could twist into such a spiral shape was definitely not normal!
Had he just blundered into the trap?!
He was extrely anxious and felt completely helpless, but—
As he burst through the plastic curtain, with the plastic strips that blocked his vision flapping up, the blue-aproned Pocket Chef that should have been standing at the Student Passage exit was suddenly gone, as if erased, leaving not a single trace!
The chef in the blue apron had vanished into thin air!
In his shock, before Lin Yi’s brain could react, his body, acting on inertia, fell and slid to the ground.
“That chef…
disappeared?!”
He propped himself up from the ground, and a severe tearing sensation on his right arm instantly spread throughout his body, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch uncontrollably.
But then he realized sothing—after he had rushed out, the plastic curtain fell back into place, and then…
And then there was no ‘then’!
The green-aproned chef that had been hot on his heels seed to have vanished too?
Otherwise, with its speed, it should have burst through the plastic curtain right away.
But it hadn’t.
Not only had it not, but even a silhouette, through the nearly transparent plastic curtain, was completely invisible.
Standing outside the Student Cafeteria, Lin Yi looked inside through the plastic curtain and couldn’t see the green-aproned Pocket Chef that had been chasing him at all, nor could he feel the icy breath of the chef—it was as if the curtain had severed it, completely cutting off any transmission.
And when he had been inside the Student Cafeteria earlier, looking outside through the plastic curtain, he could still catch a fleeting glimpse of the blue-aproned Pocket Chef, but now that he had co out, he couldn’t see the blue-aproned chef anymore…
The two instances of “being able to see but then not being able to see” seed similar yet seemingly completely different…
They began to create a conflict in Lin Yi’s cognition, causing a slight distortion in his perception.
For a mont he couldn’t discern whether the blue-aproned Pocket Chef was a hallucination or real.
He was also a bit unclear whether the green-aproned Pocket Chef…
really pursued him to kill him?
Lin Yi felt a bit hazy in his mind, he looked at the ground.
The incandescent light shining out from the Student Cafeteria was blurred, and his shadow grotesquely distorted.
He was disoriented, wondering if the green-aproned chef was just a fignt of his imagination?
He was chased by a shadow, yet the shadow couldn’t harm him?
Otherwise how could the existence of the green-aproned chef that pressured him relentlessly but never actually hard him be explained?
He stared at the Student Cafeteria’s plastic curtain.
Inside the lit cafeteria, nothing seed out of the ordinary, the polished pillars bore no extra marks, and everything appeared as if nothing had happened.
“Strange…”
“This is really strange…”
Squinting his eyes, Lin Yi moved closer, sowhat disbelieving what he had just witnessed.
Suddenly—
“Whooosh—”
The plastic curtain was violently flung open, a pale hand with clearly visible veins reached out from it without warning, tearing straight for Lin Yi’s face!
“Fuck!”
Lin Yi stared fixedly at the pale hand, his pupils instantly constricted to the size of mung beans.
As the hand rapidly grew larger in his field of view, a powerful force suddenly erupted from his core, propelling his legs to forcefully kick off the ground, pushing his body out a bit.
“Shua!
Shua!
Shua!”
The pale hand grasped at the air several tis in rapid succession, all in vain.
From behind the plastic curtain, the crazed howls of the chef in a green apron echoed, “Tomato!
Tomato!!
Tomato!!!”
“Tomato, NMLGB!” A deep roar erupted as a baseball bat appeared out of nowhere, and rcilessly struck down upon the pallid arm!
When the baseball bat hit the pale arm, a transparent ripple-like effect swiftly appeared at the point of contact.
The ripple looked similar to those in skincare advertisents, where the essence drops on the skin and spreads out, and the arm of the green-aproned chef imdiately began to undergo a strange petrification.
Within a few breaths, the entire arm had turned into a white plaster-like object…
Fine cracks quickly appeared under the baseball bat, and then with a “crack…
bang!” sound, the plastered pale arm broke off in response.
The entire process actually took place in the blink of an eye.
From Lin Yi’s perspective, what had happened was simply the chef in the green apron reaching out from behind the plastic curtain to grab him, then imdiately having his hand smashed by a baseball bat.
At the mont of the arm’s breakage, Lin Yi clearly saw its cross-section!
It showed sothing Lin Yi had never seen before, sothing that felt unspeakably horrific and nauseating at first glance, sothing indescribable.
Beneath the white plaster-like broken limb’s surface, there was a large blob that had changed from a bright red to white, a viscous tomato sauce-like substance, wrapping around countless unrecognizable particles and entwined around a pale bone that looked as if it were sculpted from plaster.
Beyond the bone-like substance, it was impossible to associate it with an arm; it looked more like a hybrid sculpture combining ancient cult art with modern abstract style, revealing only the tip of its essence, which was enough to make one feel dizzy and filled with an inexplicable nauseating revolt at the pit of their stomach.
The bone in question was the hurus of the green-aproned chef, recently smashed by the baseball bat.
However, Lin Yi’s mory and cognition could not provide any effective feedback on what he had seen, leaving him only with an instinctual terror, coupled with the cold breath of the floor tiles stimulating his nerves.
The breaking of the arm and hurus caused the green-aproned chef to let out a piercing scream before quickly withdrawing the remaining part.
After the plastic curtain fell back into place, all movent stopped.
Lin Yi stared in shock at the plaster arm now lying at his feet, unable to make heads or tails of the situation.
Yet as the plastic curtain fell, it seed as if contact between the two worlds had been severed.
The sense of terror receded like a tide, and Lin Yi felt an unprecedented sense of stability.
But as unsettling as that mont had been, what disturbed him even more was the Student Cafeteria’s interior and its completely illogical space!
Since the plastic curtain was transparent, it should have been impossible to conceal anything behind it without a shadow, yet the green-aproned chef’s arm had just abruptly reached through from behind it!
It was as if there were two different Student Cafeterias, one in front of the plastic curtain and another just behind it!
What he saw was only what he saw, and the Student Cafeteria that one would enter after lifting the plastic curtain…
was simply not the sa one!
“How…
How is this possible?!”
He felt that his understanding of reality was being challenged once again.
If even what he saw with his own eyes could not be trusted, then what could qualify as the truth?
Just then, the person next to him patted his shoulder.
“Are you okay, buddy?”
Only then did Lin Yi notice his presence.
This person was one of the Sports Students who had been sitting next to him, and who had left through an informal exit of the other Student Cafeteria.
He was now dressed in a blue and white tracksuit, holding a baseball bat in one hand and extending the other towards him.
“Thank you,” Lin Yi said, still unsettled, as he took the offered hand.
The other gently exerted force and pulled him up from the ground.
“No problem,” the other patted his back and glanced at his trainers, “You’re with the Boss, it’s only right to cover for you.”
“Uh…” Lin Yi was montarily taken aback.
But the Sports Student didn’t linger for small talk with Lin Yi, bending down to pick up the plaster arm from the ground and frowning as he glanced at the sky, muttered, “Damn, it’s too late, looks like I’ll have to take this back to the Gymnasium to deal with…”
“What exactly is that thing?” Lin Yi asked, looking at the plaster arm, finding it hard to imagine that it had fallen off a seemingly “living” green-aproned chef.
And at the mont of the break, the “living” instantly beca an inanimate object.
“You’re better off not knowing about this thing,” the Sports Student, hefting the plaster arm, said earnestly to Lin Yi, “Around here…
Knowing too much can beco a curse.”
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