194: Chapter 90 Dormitory Supervisor and Elevator ‘Up’ Button 194: Chapter 90 Dormitory Supervisor and Elevator ‘Up’ Button “Whoo…whoo…whoo…?!” Lin Yi quickly realized that they were not illusions, but so sort of real entities.
They climbed like spiders along the corridor of the dormitory building, clearly crawling on the ground, yet giving him the sense of strenuously scaling a cliff.
These entities seed to be cloaked in a ghastly white mist, icy corpses with a rigid posture and a cyan-gray complexion, resembling the sculptures in a stalactite cave, yet their forms were more like those of non-human classmates.
Lin Yi suddenly understood sothing: if two layers really existed, perating and collapsing into each other, then the place that was the corridor for him was, for those non-human beings, a steep cliff perpendicular to the sea level.
That’s why their climb was so difficult!
The layers of the two worlds seed to have twisted into so kind of “superimposed state.”
To Lin Yi, these entities appeared like virtual images, but whether Lin Yi existed or not was also unknown to them.
In the Misty World, on steep, slippery rock faces, the non-human entities climbed desperately towards the top of the cliffs like zombies…
Lin Yi was uncertain if what he saw was what Mao Feiyang saw, or if what he felt was what Mao Feiyang felt, yet one thing he was sure of was that Mao Feiyang’s feelings would surely be communicated back to him.
Thus, he felt a terror as if being mired in a swamp.
He noticed endless white powder particles floating in the ghastly white mist, and these particles were visibly flooding into Mao Feiyang’s body.
It was like tossing a sponge into a dye vat; in an instant, the sponge turned the color of the vat.
Mao Feiyang was helplessly consud by the contamination…and his own ntal state hadn’t even registered these things yet.
As the contamination worsened, Mao Feiyang suddenly attracted the attention of all the surrounding non-human entities like a beacon in the night.
Countless lost souls, as if they had discovered the most delicious food in the world, swiftly changed direction and looked towards where Mao Feiyang was.
Beneath the dense fog, pairs of cold golden eyes unabashedly showed greed and desire, as if peering from Hell.
They uttered obscure, deep syllables, communicating primitive signals with pronunciations that didn’t belong to this world, and then sward towards Mao Feiyang.
Just when Mao Feiyang was about to be devoured, a beam of light suddenly appeared in the mist.
Lin Yi was startled and involuntarily looked in the direction of the light.
“Tap…tap…tap…”
Footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, each step seeming to press upon Lin Yi’s heart.
As the footsteps sounded, the non-human entities, as if encountering their nesis, quickly faded away like a tide retreating into the mist.
The mist once again enveloped Mao Feiyang, who watched the beam of light in the mist with fright, yet inexplicably felt a sense of comfort.
In darkness, the heart longs for light.
This perhaps is the innate desire for light in all living creatures.
Lin Yi suddenly realized, the water stain beneath him had disappeared, and the slick stone covered with moss beside him was also gone…
His side had returned to being simply a floor, but “his” trousers were still damp, and “his” hands seed to still have so moss on them…
But none of that felt important anymore.
His gaze followed Mao Feiyang’s to the beam of light, to the “tap…tap…tap…” echoing footsteps in the dim corridor.
The figure was getting closer, the scene like that in a dust-filled collapsed cave where a rescue team mber ca with a powerful flashlight to save him.
Not until the footsteps reached right in front, did Lin Yi clearly see the other’s face.
Setting aside the fact that he was holding an old kerosene lamp, he was a young man about their age with bleached hair, wearing a sowhat dirty jacket.
His complexion was pale, his lips were purple, and there were two dark circles under his eyes, making him look extrely haggard, as if he hadn’t slept for many days.
Lin Yi noticed that the young man was also trembling, clearly fearful despite holding the old kerosene lamp, giving off the feeling of soone terrified but still mustering courage to venture into a haunted house with the help of the old lamp.
He slowly walked up to Mao Feiyang, bent down, and held the old kerosene lamp close to Mao Feiyang’s face.
“Could you…
show your Student ID card?”
He mustered his courage, his voice trembling as he asked.
Only when enveloped by the light of the old kerosene lamp did Mao Feiyang’s fear begin to dissipate sowhat, and upon hearing the request for his Student ID card, his mind was still sowhat foggy.
He tried to recall what was ntioned about the Student ID card in the student handbook, but he suddenly realized a problem: “I…
don’t have a Student ID card.”
The young man’s gaze visibly shifted, “Then…
could you show your…
Student Souvenir Coin?”
“Student Souvenir Coin?” Mao Feiyang’s mind grew even more confused.
A sowhat familiar na, as if seen sowhere before.
Oh right…
also from the student handbook.
“But isn’t that item forbidden to be purchased?” he looked bewildered, “I don’t have it…”
The young man stepped back slightly, his eyes filled with terror and wariness, holding the old kerosene lamp in front of him: “Are you a Sports Student…
or an Art Student?”
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