707: Chapter 325: Repairing the Crack 707: Chapter 325: Repairing the Crack “I saw the city wall collapse, everyone sinking into the sea in an instant.
Was that a scene from the future?”
“Will not just the boss die, but everyone?”
“The future escaped from death, and then returned to this point in ti through dreams, giving a…
hint?”
A levee destroyed by an ant hole!
My future self is guiding my present self…
to repair the cracks in the city wall?
The butterfly effect…
The Mobius strip…
The grandfather paradox…
“Could it be…”
“If that’s the case…”
“What about the ‘now’?”
“Is this just so ti in the past?!”
While Lin Yi was reflecting in this way, massive amounts of golden aura surged into his consciousness, even the golden aura ford from the crushed shell of the Graveyard of the Deceased was greedily devoured by him!
His brain seed to be initiating a horrifying calculation, and this sort of extrapolation might drive him insane and lead to collapse!
“No, no, no…”
“Can’t think about it!
Can’t think about it!!”
“I am the now!”
“The present, ans the future has not yet arrived!”
Lin Yi’s consciousness trembled continuously, he was very uncertain, but this fear of the unknown, and his perception of “ti,” made him feel that this hypothesis might be close to the truth!
“Never mind!
Can’t think about it anymore!”
“Regardless, I need to try and repair this part of the crack right now!”
Perhaps the last him on May 9th, after leaving the water surface and returning to his original form, overlooked the problem on The City Wall, or maybe it was for so other reason…
but he couldn’t care less about that now.
He would handle the matter first, and then…
when there is ti, he would thoroughly discuss it with Young Master Tian and the rest in the dormitory, and also Liangzi, no matter what, he must pry sothing out from him this ti!
Even if it ans blabbering, he would make him tap out Morse code!
His will was stronger than ever, and an iron will is the most powerful weapon in such monts!
He continued to guide the transformation of the milky white tar-like viscous substance ford from the remains of the Graveyard of the Deceased, allowing it to continuously seep into the cracks, and then using the golden aura to change its penetration thod, making it first enter the surrounding grid lines, and then through stress analysis with the help of the golden aura, adjusting the grid lines, restoring them bit by bit to the standard values of “My World”!
“It can actually work!”
“Huber was right!
The theory of ‘shape-changing capabilities’ is actually feasible?!”
The little knowledge accumulated casually turned out to be a serendipitous help!
There might be a factor of luck involved, but ntioning it now would be like being opportunistic.
As the grid lines were corrected, the damaged area of The City Wall began continuously receiving the milky white tar-like substance filling, complenting each other, under Lin Yi’s guidance, it actually started to take effect.
In this absurd layer model, it was as if an extra old cent worker with a trowel was scooping up cent ford from the Graveyard of the Deceased to repair the cracks in The City Wall.
And this ti, the shell of the Graveyard of the Deceased finally turned into the form of Wall Powder it should be.
Ti quietly passed…
unaware of how much ti elapsed, the shell of the Graveyard of the Deceased was completely “used up,” and only when Lin Yi had nothing left to “use” did he regain his senses from the focused state of repair.
And even so, the crack on The City Wall was only insignificantly repaired.
Such a small area, relative to the overall area of the crack, was but a drop in the ocean, yet, unlike a re sticker, even though the effect was slight, it worked because it worked.
He didn’t finalize it, just missed so raw materials.
Just then, it seed as if the aura in the Giant Do was completely sucked dry, the original form no longer provided golden aura, a strong feeling of weakness began to surge over Lin Yi’s heart like a tide.
Lin Yi intuitively understood, with a thought, he shouted a warning and slid smoothly back into his original form.
As his consciousness touched his original form in that instant, the whole world was once again covered by a grid, and before his eyes appeared the scene of the Giant Do transforming back into The City Wall—an everything was like peeled off and stuck onto the spatial dinsion, as the spatial ripples shifted and moved, the grid lines stretched and contracted, like playing cat’s cradle on a pair of dexterous invisible hands…
This ti, however, the changes he observed were in reverse, The City Wall in front of him disintegrated and reconstructed in an inconceivable manner, constantly changing on the spatial dinsion, eventually transforming into the Giant Do…
The changes accelerated, and soon, his world was left with only a dazzling white light…
…
Not long ago, in the Giant Do’s layer, on the protruding architecture under the do, the boss watched the ever-beating hearts inside the Pseudo-Human Sports Students’ skeletons, slowly furrowing his brow.
“How co the heartbeat hasn’t stopped…?”
“It seems the situation is different this ti…” a Physical Education Teacher said, “Shall we go and check The City Wall?”
The boss nodded without hesitation: “Let’s go.”
The group then held up old kerosene lamps, continuing to chant the Cautions of the Night Watchman, and at this mont, the ethereal appearance of the Night Watchman erged behind them.
The next mont, with a layer change, the Giant Do beneath their feet transford into The City Wall, and the places they originally stood, after the alteration of the layers, moved like gears along so complex yet predetermined path, finally coming together—into a position on The City Wall.
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