843: Chapter 390: Art Building Hall, On the Verge of Collapse!
(500 extra words added) 843: Chapter 390: Art Building Hall, On the Verge of Collapse!
(500 extra words added) Seeing the fog gradually devouring the limited space inside the cabin, Lin Yi adjusted his breathing to keep as calm as possible, and then his brain swiftly turned, searching through all the details like a humanoid computer.
‘Status!’
If he wanted to answer the question, he had to solve the prompt, and to save himself, he needed to understand the current prompt – which is his current condition!
‘An old kerosene lamp in my hand, ti flow at a normal rate, this all indicates I’m not Dream Building and still in reality…’
‘But the Gallery is distorted and stretched, and the surrounding environnt is obviously wrong…clearly, reality isn’t very precise…’
‘Is there a state where I am both in and not in reality…?’
It seed…
there really was.
‘My World’?!’
Lin Yi suddenly reacted; in a certain mont, his consciousness had left his body!
He had often seen a little girl appearing not far from him—it must have been at that mont!
His consciousness left his body, and his Instinct instinctively pulled his consciousness back within the body, resulting in repeated visions of the little girl!
It wasn’t that the Gallery was endless, but that he was trapped within a certain limited distance!
Verifying this hypothesis was very simple!
‘Go back!’
Lin Yi thought, if he could go back, it ant his solution was correct, and if not, he would continue solving the problem!
Sure enough, the environnt, slowly changing around him, promptly froze, and then the dense fog began to retract and speed up, eventually as if a good al at a table was suddenly snatched away by soone pulling on the tablecloth.
His perspective then blurred, and he could feel the location of his real body.
Looking back, at the original starting point, he saw his own physical self, scraping and slicing off his own flesh while running.
However, the speed of his physical self had slowed down significantly, almost indistinguishable from marching in place.
‘Whew’, as if a gentle breeze passed by, Lin Yi’s consciousness returned, and without a second word, he imdiately started running.
This ti, he didn’t run long before he saw the end of the Gallery.
[Lin Yi, ah…
Lin Yi…]
A calling voice echoed hauntingly behind him, seemingly not intending to let him go, but unable to change the fact that he was about to escape the Gallery.
He held the old kerosene lamp and charged forward, like a school bus driving through the fog with its headlights on.
The end of the Gallery grew ever closer, and finally—
‘Boom—’
He rushed out of the Gallery!
He looked down at his watch.
3:32.
He rembered entering the Gallery at 3:14, aning he spent 18 minutes to get out of the Gallery this ti.
Whereas last ti, following Old Mo through the Gallery took 16 minutes…
A two-minute difference, actually pretty good.
Lin Yi knew that those two minutes were spent on solving the Secret Mark, cutting off his arm, and disengaging from ‘My World’.
He glanced at the directions in the Gallery and started running in the opposite direction.
The road ahead, with the old kerosene lamp at his side, should be ‘smooth sailing’; all he had to do was run out of the Art Building, cross the Stone Bridge to the Watchtower, and then take the elevator back to the campus.
The wind in the corridor was strong, blowing the already dim candle light to the brink of extinguishing, and the dense Mist flowed through the air like fine sand, overlapping and forming face-like or figure-like shadows that eerily watched Lin Yi.
And ever since he appeared, continuous ‘rustling’ sounds began resounding around him…
Clearly, those hound-like Nocturnal species had gathered here, drawn by the scent.
In the shadows of the corridor, countless Nocturnal species perched on the walls and ceiling like swarms of bats, emitting low growls and eyeing Lin Yi fiercely.
So of them landed lightly on the ground, creeping on tiptoes, carefully following behind Lin Yi, hiding in his shadow, and rustling.
Lin Yi knew everything; when Old Mo had led him earlier, it was safe because of the Big Eyeball used as a lantern, and this level provided safety with the light of the old kerosene lamp according to the ‘Art Student Dormitory Rules’ stating [Ensure yourself under at least one source swingerclub
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