??Chapter 259: Chapter 259 Statue of Liberty_1
Chapter 259: Chapter 259 Statue of Liberty_1
“So, this is the Star Color Art Academy, right?”
Colin stepped down from his wheelchair and asked a staff mber present, but as he got off, the wheelchair behind him suddenly lted into a puddle of silver “water,” seeping into the surface of the concrete and disappearing.
“Uh, yes, you… who are you?”
Caught off guard by Colin’s question, the staff mber in his thirties was still trying to process the situation—
Over the years, they had encountered quite a few who appeared like ghosts with a flash or arrived in various special ways, but this was their first ti seeing soone speed onto the scene in a wheelchair…
Moreover, in the direction from which Colin had co, one could faintly hear the sound of approaching sirens.
“I’m Colin, newly arrived to handle the current incident. Give
a copy of any reports you have on the situation.”
Colin posed his question directly, his gaze set on the old campus building in front of him. He could distinctly feel that sothing was off about a large building deep inside, and the air emanating from it gave a strong sense of unease.
And, the scent of Qin Chuan and his group had also disappeared inside it…
‘Intuitively, the threat level doesn’t seem high; after all, the fact that Qin Chuan and the others have survived until now suggests that the problem isn’t too serious. I should be fine even if I barge in, but to be safe, I still have to be cautious…’
Colin’s thoughts flashed by, but after a few seconds, he still hadn’t seen the report from the staff mber beside him.
Only when he withdrew his gaze did he notice that several people were staring at him, looking both puzzled and unfriendly.
‘Could it be they haven’t entered my information yet?’
Colin suddenly realized the reason—he had not officially assud his post since returning, and with only two hours passed, his identity information might not have even been synchronized locally. Therefore, the staff mbers on site didn’t know much about him.
In fact, it was indeed as he guessed. The staff mbers were eyeing Colin, wary of this young man who had appeared out of nowhere.
“How can you prove…”
The staff mber hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly the walkie-talkie on his shoulder crackled to life, instructing him to imdiately cooperate with all of Colin’s actions.
A few monts later, he handed Colin several docunts he had just received.
“Besides ntioning that it’s best to dispatch Fourth Level or higher personnel for the abnormal level, it doesn’t seem like there’s much useful information…”
Colin skimd through the docunts quickly and gently shook his head. They stated that roughly two days ago, nurous students had disappeared mysteriously after entering the old campus district, after which police officers were called in, perceived sothing amiss, and promptly reported it to their superiors.
Subsequently, a Special Operations Departnt squad consisting of two E-level personnel entered and then got trapped inside…
Qin Chuan and the others got wind of the incident not long before and thought that with Hu Zheng, a Fourth Level mber in their team, handling it shouldn’t be too difficult, but unexpectedly, they also ended up trapped, with no word from them since…
‘Probably, through sothing like ‘Luck’ or other ans, he managed to forcefully send
a call. He really knows how to find soone.’
Colin had a rough guess and handed back the docunts to the staff mber: “Alright, continue maintaining order at the site; I’ll go in and have a look.”
Before the staff mber could ask if he needed any assistance, Colin leaned back and, in that process, a mysterious liquid surged up from the ground, solidifying into a silver wheelchair that caught him steadily, then rolled towards the campus.
It accelerated to over a hundred miles per hour in less than a second, vanishing from everyone’s sight and leaving them dumbfounded.
It was at this mont that the traffic police finally arrived belatedly on their motorcycles…
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Before long, Colin in his wheelchair reached the specific site of the incident: a teaching building with a substantial footprint but obviously abandoned for a considerable amount of ti, laid out in the shape of a “well.”
The traces of Qin Chuan and his group ended in front of the teaching building…
Under the sunlight outside, at first glance, there seed to be nothing special about it.
But after looking at it for a bit longer, Colin felt that the lighting of the teaching building was sowhat off; although it looked normal, it sohow made one feel ominously dim and dizzy.
At that mont, the armrest of the wheelchair sprouted the head of a cat-eared maid: “Detected a special field ford by pollution levels between Third and Fourth Level; the source of the pollution has not been determined…”
“Uh.”
Colin looked at the head on the armrest and felt that this way of appearing was a bit too advanced for him, but he didn’t give it much thought, roughly grasping the concept of the Fourth Level contamination ntioned by the other party.
That level probably corresponded to the “E level” standard, which was a fairly typical difficulty for an E level task…
In Colin’s eyes, the problems were not too significant.
“However, these levels are so chaotic now,” he remarked. “The ‘Box Garden World’ has one set of standards, Earth another, the company its own, and the Other World yet another…
Colin stood up from his wheelchair, thinking that he should unify all the standards if he had the chance.
Otherwise, when people talked about threat levels, he would have to do so calculations before he could understand.
Without much thought, Colin walked into the eerie old school building, while the Nano Intellectual chanisms dispersed around him like a gray mist, ready to respond to any trouble at a mont’s notice.
It was just as he stepped through the entrance that Colin first noticed a sudden brightness. The light within the old campus painted a picture that was quite off for his eyes—the dark areas were particularly dark and the light areas extrely bright, with the light twisted and colorful, making him feel dizzy…
Following that, his body seed to beco lighter…
No, more precisely, there was sothing wrong with the gravity inside the building. All sorts of objects were floating around: white broken statues, torn paintings, wooden fras, paintbrushes stiff with dried paint, and so on…
Most of these objects were common items found in an art academy.
Colin looked back and saw not far from where the entrance was another building with a “well” shape identical to this one, with the only difference being that the other building was reversed, like a reflection in a mirror.
“What’s the situation on that side?”
Colin asked the Little Cat Intellectual chanism maid, and then the gray mist around him ford so words:
“Exiting from that side, it seems one would appear in other parts of the school. This is a special spatial area that cannot be left through normal ans. However, with your thods, you can tear a rift to leave…”
“Is that so?”
Colin brought out “Slave to Money” and summoned a Good Brother, instructing him to cross the doorway. After a few steps, the Money Slave vanished directly.
The next mont, Colin, via his connection with the “Good Brother,” could feel that it seed to have appeared sowhere else in the school.
But before he could determine the precise location, the connection with the “Good Brother” disappeared…
“Taken out that quickly?”
Colin shook his head, put away the item, and hesitated whether he should try it himself.
As he contemplated, the sound of footsteps or sothing falling suddenly ca from a corner of the “well” shaped building. Colin’s gaze imdiately turned in that direction, and on the third floor of the teaching building, he could vaguely sense traces of human activity.
Simultaneously, the Nano Intellectual chanisms provided information: “Life signals detected…”
“Then let’s take a look.”
Without delay, Colin stepped forward towards that direction.
Although gravity seed to be almost nonexistent around him, and he could easily jump to the third floor if he wished, he decided it was better to take the stairs as usual.
The passageway was eerily quiet, and the distorted, colorful scattered light accentuated a kind of intangible eeriness.
However, just as Colin reached the turning on the second floor, whether by coincidence or for so other reason, a white plaster-made Statue of Liberty, but only the upper half of the body, floated behind Colin.
Then, taking advantage of Colin’s apparent inattention, the human-sized plaster Statue of Liberty silently raised the torch of freedom in its hand and viciously smashed it down towards Colin’s head.
The air even produced a “whoosh” sound from the impact.
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