682: 312 Chapter Song Rentou’s Gaze_2 682: 312 Chapter Song Rentou’s Gaze_2 Boss vividly rembered those seemingly abnormal yet seemingly real majors, and Mu Daxian was also aware of the technology related to exoskeletons, only he, regarding the outside world’s mories, seed to have only left…
that blurry school, his dormitory, his major…
Wait, why doesn’t he have many mories about his previous school?
The only thing he rembered was his dormitory.
Wait…
what was the number on his dormitory door again…?
Lin Yi suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, not like the jolt of waking from a dream, but a confused feeling about the haziness of his mories.
At the sa ti, that “clang clang clang…” sound started to erge again by his ear, but this ti his vision didn’t change at all, just that so vague images began to appear in his mind…
A door fra, a sign on the door fra, the characters on that sign seed to change, displaying various unintelligible styles, sotis turning into a kind of cuneiform or oracle bone-like font and symbols, sotis becoming completely unintelligible scribbles, but among these countless changes, the only thing that he could understand was the appearance of sothing resembling nurals…
“…4…0…1…6…”
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“Ling Yi…
really sounds unpleasant…”
“Then what shall we call ourselves…”
“One, two, three, four, five?
Hahaha…”
He seed to see so blurry figures, like multiple shadows cast by the overhead lights, each twisting and writhing…
“What do you think?”
“Whether you think so or not is no longer important, first co first served, you all aren’t speaking, so I’ll go…
Double Moons as Kuai…
I shall be called Kuai Hongji.”
“Then …
Wei San?”
“Choose a homophone?”
“Wei Shan?”
“What about you all?”
The figure was fuzzy and intermittent, coming close then fading away, like holding soone under the water and listening to the people speaking on the surface.
“Young Master Tian doesn’t speak, how about you guys just be Fourth Elder Tian, Mao the Fifth?”
“Mao the Fifth is hilarious, more like Mao Waste…”
“Mao…
Waste…
Fei…
Five…
how about called…
Mao Fei…
Yang?”
“Mao Feiyang sounds pretty cool…
Fourth Elder Tian, how about you?”
Lin Yi was in a daze, the images before his eyes ca close and went away, becoming completely unclear, the scene kept wobbling, then that sequence of numbers appeared again—”…4016…”
The number disappeared after a fleeting glance, and then he seed to see a book on so desk…
The cover of the book was a castle, vaguely visible were the words “Architectural Design”…
Below the book, there seed to be a rough sketch, unclear, a bit like so copper coils, also a bit like a reactor, but when looking at the whole, it was more like…
so kind of bizarre ultra-modern geotric architectural structure…
The image got more and more blurry, and that voice also beca more and more distant.
“Nas aren’t important, let’s talk about the division of labor…”
Suddenly, a voice as if it existed floated by…
The vague images in Lin Yi’s mind shattered all at once, he shook his head, his thoughts and attention uncontrollably pulled away from the images in his mind, like a distracted person in class suddenly awaking.
“This…?”
Lin Yi subconsciously pinched his own face, he tried to recall the images in his mind, but found that the originally vague images didn’t even leave a shadow this ti, as if all buried away, no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn’t grasp even a hint of a shadow.
He even…
couldn’t rember what he had rembered, vaguely recalling a book about architectural categories and a drawing of sothing unknown.
“I’ll be damned…
really is a ‘vintage’ architectural design major huh…” Lin Yi muttered to himself.
He looked at his watch, the current ti was 16:33.
He looked around at his surroundings, everything was still so oppressive, as if the entire environnt hadn’t undergone many changes, just that the mist raining down from the Giant Do onto the Gymnasium was becoming thicker.
To his right rear, the gaze of Song Rentou still lingered, filled with not only malice but also mixed with greed, bloodlust, and other emotions.
Strangely, when he t Song Rentou that morning, his emotions were quite concealed, yet now, for so reason, his negative emotions seed to have intensified so much.
“Could it be related to the weather…?”
“Or…
could it be related to ti?”
“This Song Rentou has issues, he doesn’t look like a normal person.
During the day, his emotions were greatly suppressed, but now with the abnormal weather and the sun starting to set, is he finally going to approach the Pseudo-Human?”
Lin Yi’s mood grew heavier, despite the presence of several Sports Student Pseudo-Humans around, Song Rentou seed even more exceptional than them.
After all, this was the first individual he encountered with a gray Breath inside.
“Nevermind…
I’ll just adapt as things co!”
Stabilizing his emotions, Lin Yi continued with the induction he started earlier, sending out invisible waves centered on himself, trying through the Perception of the Giant Do to sense the situation at the Gymnasium…
After all, an hour had passed since the abnormal weather began.
While Lin Yi was intensely perceiving the entire Gymnasium through the Giant Do, Song Rentou, who was slouching in his chair on the other side, still stared at him without blinking an eye.
From ti to ti, Song Rentou took deep breaths, as if trying to inhale all the scents drifting over from Lin Yi’s direction into his lungs.
Then, his eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he were imnsely pleased.
He looked at Lin Yi, slowly swallowing his saliva.
“Delicious…
so delicious…”
“So hungry…
so very hungry…”
As if sothing ca to mind, a light of desire flickered in his eyes.
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[——(Foreground)——]
(The foreground of this part was originally written after the white light at the Safety Passage exit in Chapter 306, before the start of Chapter 307, but it’s been moved back for narrative flow to write it here)
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X023 May 9, 14:08, Green Forest Belt.
The towering trees seed to layer the air; sunlight still shone above the treetops, but beneath the canopy, there was only a hazy, thin Mist.
The air was bone-chillingly cold among these slightly dim woods.
Suddenly, the Mist began to stir, as if a figure was running through the depths, and gradually, the quiet forest started to resonate with noises.
“Rustle, rustle, rustle…”
A figure burst through the mist, running wildly in the Green Forest Belt, the dry leaves and soft sand beneath his feet producing a jumble of noises.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
He breathed heavily, glancing back from ti to ti, unsure how long he had been sprinting at this pace.
As he ran, he accidentally collided face-first with a thick tree trunk, tumbling to the ground and smacking the back of his head on a stone.
He was dazed for half a minute, then groggily sat up, reaching back to touch the back of his head.
Where his head struck the stone, there was neither blood nor a scratch on his skin.
It was as if he realized sothing, he imdiately got up, and continued to run through the Green Forest Belt in a specific direction.
“Rustle, rustle, rustle…”
Behind him, it seed that sothing was following at a calm pace, like an indifferent, silent butcher carrying a knife.
After an unknown period, the man finally stumbled and rolled out of the Green Forest Belt, careless he missed his step and tumbled down onto the cobblestone path below.
He was bruised all over, but those bruises vanished in an instant, as if they had never existed.
He climbed up from the ground, dust-covered, and under the sunlight, a face was revealed.
Song Rentou.
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