837: Chapter 387: Back in the Gallery 837: Chapter 387: Back in the Gallery “Tea…
Teacher…?!”
Lin Yi felt an indescribable shock in his heart, and at the sa ti, his super vision, honed by Wei Liang’s H energy, seed to be able to detect Bai Fangshuo’s round and straight silk-stockinged beautiful legs from miles away…
Bai Fangshuo, the Art Teacher, was still in her usual silk stocking uniform, simply wearing a waterproof leather coat over it as she went into battle.
The situation at the Watchtower was extrely dire, or it wouldn’t have necessitated Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo’s last-minute reinforcent.
With the arrival of the searchlight beam, the Nocturnal species that sward the outer walls of the Art Building near Lin Yi dispersed, and the montum of the Sneering Angel feasting on Lin Yi’s breath also diminished a bit.
It wasn’t that the searchlight was stronger than the old-fashioned kerosene lamp, but rather its coverage area held more advantages at tis like this.
Following that, the searchlight started to move.
Lin Yi got a jolt of energy, quickly followed the light’s movent, and not long after, he found the iron door to the Gallery!
The iron door to the Gallery was in his direction, indicating that his mine-sweeping path was largely correct, but with the help of Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo, he saved at least a few minutes of groping around.
He sprinted and pushed open the Gallery’s door, nimbly slipped in, and then closed the door behind him.
As the searchlight moved away, the Nocturnal species surged like a mudslide, hitting the iron door with “pitter-patter” sounds like dense bullets, making “clang clang” noises on the door, fiercely trembling but showing no sign of being breached.
This is the “Door Attribute,” bizarre creatures are not allowed to enter the “doorway” without invitation.
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Atop the Watchtower, Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo watched Lin Yi enter through the iron door, with a touch of relief on her lips.
Although Lin Yi now looked like the Dormitory Supervisor, for so reason, she just knew that it was him.
“Everything ‘he’ predicted ca true; you really do have tis when you can’t return to the Dormitory nor spend the night in the classroom…”
“When you return to the campus at this ti…
you must rember to pick up the item I’ve left for you…”
“Who exactly is ‘he’?
Is he truly omniscient?”
In her mind, she recalled a figure, the person who gave her the “Bai Fangshuo” identity, allowing her to beco an “Art Teacher” instead of “Horoom Teacher-039″…
“Was it also ‘his’ design for to beco an ‘Art Teacher’ just to light the way for him at this mont…?”
“Or could it be…
I still have a larger role to play?”
Without question, becoming an “Art Teacher” was the best transition after losing the “Horoom Teacher” status.
It’s just that she always lacked opportunities, which is why she firmly held her last line of defense with iron will after the Contamination.
But “his” appearance created that opportunity.
If Lin Yi were here, hearing Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo’s words would surely shake his soul because he would have likely connected the “him” ntioned by the Night Watchman with the “him” spoken of by Bai Fangshuo.
This might be the sa person—that person designed everything from the start, and it seed that “he” had also entered the ga.
In a few seconds of distraction, small puddles accumulated on the folds of her waterproof coat.
The rainstorm, like soybeans, was picked up by the fierce wind, spinning in the air before hitting her face.
The clamorous shouts and howling wind brought back her thoughts, and Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo turned the searchlight, coordinating with other Art Teachers to take down the Sneering Angels.
“Rumble…”
Thunder tore through the heavy clouds, and the world alternated between light and darkness in a brief instant, with the silhouette of the black Sun hanging high in the sky, like a bizarre big eye.
In the world illuminated by white arcs of lightning, countless Sneering Angels soared in translucent form amid the storm, so covering their faces, others waving their arms, freely displaying their eerie smiles, greedily eyeing everything, as if looking at chives ready for the harvest…
And outside the Art Building, it was as if so Super Nocturnal Species erged with the black tide, then began to rge and mutate, ascending toward the direction of the Alien Angels…
…
After entering the Gallery, Lin Yi leaned against the wall to catch his breath, glancing at his watch.
3:14.
He found this door within a minute of Art Teacher Bai Fangshuo lighting the way.
After taking a few quick breaths, he was ready to get up and run.
Unsaid as it was, the old kerosene lamp was indeed mighty, making “the way back” not seem so difficult with it in hand.
He lifted the old kerosene lamp and noticed that it also illuminated a face.
The face of a Sneering Angel.
Smiling brilliantly, with the corners of its mouth tearing all the way to the ears.
“What the hell…?!”
The unexpected eye contact nearly seized Lin Yi’s heart in a vice, almost stopping him in his tracks.
But instinctively, he managed to Ignore it, just as he ignored the Pseudo-Human student who bent under the desk on the first night in an instant.
This kind of response, as if engraved in his bones.
He shuddered violently, almost forgetting that he was still being pursued and gnawed at by a Sneering Angel!
“Damn…
Sneering Angels can really enter the Gallery!”
“It seems to truly shake them off, I have to pull out so big guns, and invoke the Buddha of Western Heaven’s obsessions…”
He hurried to his feet and began navigating through the Gallery.
The Gallery was already filled with dense fog.
Moving through it felt like entering a world covered by ice and snow, the art pieces all indistinct in the fog, brimming with a sense of mystery.
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