"What did the principal transmit to you when he returned? Did he reveal anything about the ’ti’ he was in? Besides that, what else did he say to you?"
The convenience store owner looked at him with an odd expression, then smiled bitterly with helplessness: "You really overestimate . What’s his status, and what’s mine? Would he travel across ti just to have a chat with ?"
"What he talked about had almost nothing to do with ... He kept calling for soone nad ’01’; I think that should be soone in your ’Ti Council’, or maybe a code."
The convenience store owner then generally described the content of the principal’s calls, and this information was almost identical to the deciphered content Lin Yi had recently obtained from the Primordial Ash Apostle.
After so exchange, it seed that not much information related to the principal, especially regarding ’ti’, was obtained from the convenience store owner’s mouth.
Tian Bufan spoke: "’Ti’ is an important anchor point. After the principal beca an Ash Apostle, to a certain extent, it was like being exiled into the ti dinsion as a teorological balloon by the Fog Language Master. If he did make a discovery, he would certainly be found by the Fog Language Master. Moreover, at higher levels of ti and dinsion, the ’Angels’ have long been watching like hungry tigers."
"So, even if he knows, he wouldn’t convey it in the form of an Ash Apostle."
Compared to the Fog Language Master, the threat from the ’Angels’ is the terrifying presence that spans ancient to present tis.
Kuai Hongji listened, and a trace of embarrassnt appeared on his cold face: "It turns out I didn’t think it through."
The convenience store owner’s eyes had an unnoticed flash of surprise. He could actually see embarrassnt on the face of a mber of the ’Ti Council’?!
The nas and shadows of people, the ’Ti Council’ is notoriously radiant in history, and in the eyes of countless people, it seems like unattainable gods, overlooking the ’tiline’ that even transcendent beings cannot reach.
But now, mortals seem to have fallen into the earth. Could it be that the mbers of the ’Ti Council’ are just a bunch of flesh-and-blood people?
Thoughts surged, pondering again and again, then said: "Besides those calls, the principal seed to ntion sothing about ’head-seven’; what does he an by this?"
"’Head-seven’?" Lin Yi paused for a mont, "Isn’t that the seventh day after a person’s death?"
Head-seven is a traditional burial custom in Huaxia, and also the first day of mourning. This custom is integrated with the Buddhist concept of reincarnation and rebirth, carrying many anings.
The convenience store owner said: "I know that too, but what does it an? Is there any implication or taphor? Is he going to die?"
Tian Bufan glanced at him.
If the principal dies, then the convenience store owner could take his place.
That is exactly what he has been dreaming of.
"The principal won’t die." Tian Bufan said calmly, "Try another guess."
The convenience store owner smiled politely but remained silent.
Lin Yi speculated: "Could it be so kind of specific reference? If it’s ’7’... in the campus, the only things related to this number seem to be layers... could it be the layers?"
"Teaching Building, Dormitory Building... or?"
He looked at Tian Bufan.
Tian Bufan slightly shook his head: "Since that’s the case, we will talk about this later. Is there any other information?"
The convenience store owner slightly shook his head: "That’s all."
"If there’s nothing else, then it’s my turn to handle the ’Burial Body’!" Mao Feiyang had been waiting for this mont for a long ti, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a sowhat arrogant smile.
Tian Bufan glanced at him, nodding silently: "Rember what to do, Old Lin, keep an eye on him, Wei Sang, you also keep an eye on him, don’t let him get out of line. Kuai Kuai and I will chat with the boss again."
"Okay." Wei Shan responded, then followed Mao Feiyang towards the ’Burial Body’ region.
The convenience store owner looked at them, remained silent, and did not stop them.
The convenience store was where the ’Burial Body’ was housed, he naturally wouldn’t obstruct.
...
Mao Feiyang walked between the shelves, spreading his hands helplessly: "Honestly, Old Lin just keeping an eye on is enough, Wei Sang, there’s no need for you to keep an eye on ."
"And although my hands are itching, overall I still care about the big picture, and will certainly not act recklessly..."
"Hey Old Lin, why don’t you say a few words for ?"
Lin Yi remained silent, only surveying the surrounding environnt.
Wei Shan chuckled: "I’m just following Young Master Tian’s arrangent, just pretend I’m not here."
Mao Feiyang curled his lips: "Alright, alright."
The group soon reached a certain shelf area, turning corners until they arrived at a dim region.
Looking deeper from here, the do-like arched passage had disappeared, and above was an abyss of deep black space, below was a mountain of rotting flesh composing the ’Burial Body’.
"Is this the ’Burial Body’?" Lin Yi opened his Golden Eyes, sweeping over the ’Burial Body’, "It really is a small part of the ’High-level Alien Angel’."
The ’Burial Body’ seed like a pencil trapped on the sheet of the convenience store, but its lead extended from the barrel, sketching a very faint dashed line, penetrating several layers until connecting to the layers of the Art Building.
Simply put, it’s like a piece of chewing gum stuck between the door panels, its main body is actually the ’High-level Alien Angel’ within the art building layers, after being pinched by the door, the ’dead at’ on the real-world campus evolved into the current ’Burial Body’.
And related to the ’Burial Body’ is the ’Graveyard of the Deceased’.
"They’re from the sa source..." Wei Shan chuckled, but his eyes revealed a sharp light, like a butcher seasoned in a pig farm, "The thought of deboning and stripping its flesh makes my hands itch."
Mao Feiyang’s mouth twitched fiercely, quickly restraining Wei Shan: "Don’t, absolutely don’t! Don’t let your hands itch either, just watch perform, when I’ve handled it well, you all can help sever its link with the main body."
Though he cherished this hard-earned opportunity, Maozi wanted to show off, but when it ca to serious monts, he still demonstrated the necessary professionalism.
After all, as long as you have the strength, even if you’re the Silver Back Clan Leader, others will respectfully call you Jas.
"Alright." Lin Yi nodded.
Mao Feiyang then approached the ’Burial Body’.
The enormous flesh mountain slowly heaved in the dark, emitting a repulsive stench.
It seed to be asleep, completely unaware of Mao Feiyang’s approach.
But, really?
Just as Mao Feiyang approached it, slices of flesh with the sound of raging winds stabbed out from the dark, like a rainstorm of swords engulfing Mao Feiyang.
Mao Feiyang lightly raised his arm, countless attacks suddenly froze, as if absorbed into a flat surface.
[Space Imprisonnt?!] The flesh mountain squird, and countless mouths opened simultaneously, emitting unpleasant compound sound waves.
"Shh—speak less, don’t bla."
Mao Feiyang whispered, pressing his palms together, slowly drawing them apart.
"Buzz——!"
Suddenly, the space around him slightly trembled, and a dark green long spear entwined with lightning was slowly pulled forth as if by magic.
"Today, the only thing I want from you is to borrow sothing."
[Hahaha...] The Burial Body laughed loudly, [Every villain says that when trying to seize sothing, isn’t it just about wanting to kill ? Try if you dare!]
A terrifying wave erupted from the ’Burial Body’, with a "boom", the nearby bookshelves were slightly moved.
The convenience store space began to distort, and ’Burial Body’ unhesitatingly launched an attack on Mao Feiyang from its shallow layer."
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