Chapter 192: Go to dinner with you
Chapter 192: Go to dinner with you (2000 words more!)
As the chef in the black leather bib walked from the darkness into the light, the blood stains on the kitchen knife quickly turned into ketchup, and then a small amount of green mist evaporated from the ketchup, and then transformed into white plaster-like fragments, peeling off from the blade.
Wei Shan gradually narrowed his eyes, and a strong look of vigilance emerged on his excited and grim face, which had remained calm under the pressure from the employee passage.
His body was slightly hunched, like a surrounded and attacked lion with its fur standing on end, exuding a strong aggression.
At this moment, the sky blue steam quickly gathered together, swirling and roaring around him.
At this moment, "Yesterday's Lin Yi" observed Wei Shan condensing white powder particles not far away, but he didn't know that what Wei Shan was actually gathering was the sky-blue steam that originated from the sports students, and those white powder particles were just the substance transformed from the ketchup dripping from the kitchen knife of the chef in the black leather bib...
At this moment, a blue vortex seemed to appear around Wei Shan, and the scene that followed was seen clearly by both "Yesterday's Lin Yi" and Lin Yi at this moment. Two kinds of blue and white light were flowing in this sky-blue vortex, and as the light flashed alternately, a vague outline enveloped Wei Shan like the image of a god.
But what he saw more clearly than "yesterday's self" was that Lin Yi, who was right next to Wei Shan at this moment, clearly saw a figure like an iron tower emerging from behind Wei Shan, like a great ancient mountain rising from the ground!
security guard!
If this were put in a fantasy novel, it could be said that Wei Shan attracted a ray of energy from the ancient Emperor Baoan at a critical moment, which triggered some kind of Dharma shadow projection or something like that...
But now the situation is obviously more complicated, and looking at the shadow of the security guard floating behind Wei Shan, the chef in the black leather bib was also slightly stunned.
"Who are you?" asked the chef in the black leather bib with interest.
I will never change my name, I am the reincarnation of the ancient Emperor Baoan. Lin Yi muttered in his heart, it seems that this kind of status is worthy of Wei Shan's current arrogant appearance.
But Wei Shan, who had always been impulsive and irritable, at this moment showed a calmness that was completely different from his personality.
""student"."
As he spoke, Wei Shan came to the front of the trash can. He handed over the school uniform and slowly loosened his hand. The school uniform fell into the trash can under the action of gravity.
At the moment the school uniform fell, a ripple appeared in the trash can. Lin Yi was stunned for a moment. At first he thought he was dazzled, but when he looked closely, he found that the ripple was very strange, as if... it did not appear on the level of the trash can.
"Beep~~~"
Just like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, the entire space began to fluctuate. The wave quickly spread out, and then Lin Yi found that the space collapsed. Before he could react, the world in front of him shattered like a mirror, and he fell into the thin cloud.
"'Transition animation'?"
The special scene was switched so smoothly that Lin Yi couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or watching a CG cutscene...
The dreamlike water waves just now also made Lin Yi curious whether it was just the fluctuation caused by the "transition animation", or... when the clothes were thrown into the trash can, there would really be some invisible fluctuations that could not be captured by the naked eye.
He slowly gathered his thoughts and his expression became serious.
The scene he just saw was obviously the details that only Wei Shan could know from his perspective.
The same thing, at this moment, becomes even more confusing because of Wei Shan's perspective.
It's like a broken puzzle has gained a new piece, but after putting the new piece in place, even more bizarre and contradictory content appears.
"Weisang can actually release the kind of sky-blue steam that only athletes have. No wonder he can directly fight against the pseudo-human (non-human classmate)..."
Many questions in Lin Yi's mind were answered. Although Wei Shan was not a sports student, with the sky blue steam, who could tell the difference between him and a sports student?
The chef wearing a black leather bib and carrying a bloody kitchen knife made Lin Yi feel even more frightened.
Of all the known rules, none involved the chef in the black leather bib.
what does this mean?
What does it mean when a "unit" that is not described in the rules walks out of that abyss-like passage?
Could it be that the heavy drum sound coming from deep in the passage is related to the chef in the black leather bib?
How many chefs like this are there? !
The cafeteria is a place full of mysteries. Just because of one more variable, the already complicated question becomes completely incomprehensible.
At this moment, the thin clouds disappeared again, and the feeling of falling suddenly came over Lin Yi. It was as if he fell from the clouds into a long spiral slide painted with countless brilliant colors. Countless fragmented colors appeared in front of him, and among these colors, some fragmented pictures began to explode...
The image of Wei Shan stepping on a green-bibbed chef in the student cafeteria flashed by, and then, in the broken images, there flashed several images of him walking in the corridor of the teaching building and on the cobblestone road...
"Huh?" Lin Yi was stunned. Why did he see himself in a long shot?
Before he could think carefully, the fragmented colors suddenly collapsed completely, and Lin Yi's vision suddenly became dim. A blurry sense of the lens began to emerge in front of his eyes, like the inaccurate first-person perspective shooting technique used in movie lenses to show the protagonist's blurred consciousness...
Gradually, a hand appeared in Lin Yi's vision...
This hand seemed to have picked up something, and its five fingers slowly opened...
At this moment, his field of view gradually zoomed in, and at a certain moment, the lens clearly showed the true appearance of the object in his palm - a dirty round card, and there seemed to be a string of numbers on the card...
Through the residual vision, Lin Yi immediately "read" the string of numbers:
""Moon-X02305070323"..."
"Wait? This is... Maozi's art student number?!"
"That thing is a Russian student commemorative coin!!"
Lin Yi tried to take another look, but the scene faded quickly like a photo yellowed by smoke. After it faded completely, all that was left in front of Lin Yi's eyes was the broken light and shadow filled with light pollution.
He felt like he was falling continuously in the tunnel. No matter whether he closed his eyes or not, he was dizzy due to the impact of light pollution. Gradually, he actually began to feel drowsy.
"That's weird... you want to sleep in your dream?"
Lin Yi laughed at himself, and then he didn't know whether he fell asleep or not. In a daze, he could hear the sounds of wind and rain intermittently in his ears.
“Swish…swish—”
“Huh…Huh…”
The sound became louder and louder, like the sound of strong wind mixed with water droplets hitting the old glass windows on a stormy night.
If you don’t know, you might think someone is shaking the doors and windows and shouting something during a thunderstorm…
Suddenly, he perked up, realized something, and his thoughts quickly came back to normal.
As the noise in his ears became clearer and louder, the fragmented light and shadow in front of Lin Yi's eyes began to become fainter and fainter.
Finally, a white light flashed quickly before his eyes, as if someone had pressed the shutter of an old-fashioned camera in front of him, and as the white light disappeared, he found himself in a spacious and cold classroom.
"Art Building!" Lin Yi's eyes lit up and he took a step back. He then floated out from Mao Feiyang's body like an illusory soul.
Looking at Mao Feiyang in front of him, Lin Yi was a little excited.
Today's dream and yesterday's dream are actually connected!
"That's great! It looks like we won't miss any details!"
"Wait... I shouldn't be feeling this way!"
Why are you so excited? This is the perspective that Maozi paid for with his life. Shouldn't you be concerned about his safety?
Lin Yi despised himself fiercely in his heart, but perhaps because of Wei Liang's eccentric attitude, an evil villain jumped out from above his head and said with a grin, "Things have already happened. If you can't change the status quo, then explore it carefully~ Hehehehe!"
Lin Yi immediately calmed down, and then while observing the surrounding environment, he began to recall the scene when he "came here" last time, trying to synchronize the "plot" with his memory...
He took a look and soon discovered that the plot was not perfectly connected. The last time he left should have been sometime in the afternoon, around 14:00, but now the time shown on the pendulum clock in Art Classroom IV was 16:50.
"Dinner time..."
Lin Yi pondered for a moment. From the perspective of changing, although the Art Building is often in the dark, its time is synchronized with the campus. According to the meal times in the cafeteria rules and the art student rules that "you must go to the cafeteria to eat once within 24 hours", Maozi will definitely go to the campus next.
“Shit… Could it be that Maozi lost his student commemorative coins during this trip and then went to the canteen?!”
Lin Yi's eyelids twitched violently. He was in his dream in the early morning of May 5, and he re-entered Maozi's plot at 9:5 on the afternoon of May 7. Guided by multiple clues, he was like someone who had received some spoilers in advance. He knew what dangers Maozi would encounter, and now... he will have the opportunity to relive Maozi's experience from the first person perspective!
"The bells of 'Doomsday'..."
"The invasion of fog and pseudo-humans..."
"The change of layers..."
"Teacher's Code of Conduct - Emergency Response Plan B..."
Lin Yi intertwined all these clues together, and then found that a misty spider web seemed to have appeared in the sky above the entire world. It enveloped everything and was approaching step by step. Just the tip of the iceberg that Lin Yi had discovered now was enough to make him shudder.
"From the perspective of time...if the crisis originated from that so-called Doomsday, then this means that this 'incident' broke out from the art building in the afternoon of May 5th..."
"No, even our first day of school (May 5) could be the day when the incident breaks out..."
At 5:6 on May 17, the campus was already shrouded in abnormal weather, but Wei Liang had never encountered such an abnormal phenomenon when he came here last time.
It is not without basis to say that there were problems on campus on May 5th.
"What are you doing?" At this moment, Mao Feiyang's voice caught Lin Yi's attention.
Lin Yi was startled, thinking that Mao Feiyang was talking to him in the void, but he immediately realized that Maozi was still talking to Mu Daxian.
"Get some equipment." Mu Daxian's voice came from the bookshelf in front.
Lin Yi looked in the direction of the voice and saw Mu Daxian's back. Mu Daxian was selecting a drawing board, but from time to time, he could hear the "clicking" sound of mechanical weapons.
Lin Yi's perspective kept zooming in as Mao Feiyang approached, and soon he discovered that Mu Daxian was fiddling with something flexibly. He didn't see what the thing looked like at first, and when he saw it, the thing in Mu Daxian's hand already had the outline of a drawing board.
Then, Mu Daxian shook his hand like he was folding an umbrella, and those sharp parts emitting a cold glow shrank together. Finally, what appeared in his hand was a drawing board.
It's a simple drawing board, and there's nothing wrong with it.
"What kind of 'equipment' is this?" Mao Feiyang asked curiously.
Mu Daxian put the drawing board on his back and began to mix the paint with the palette, explaining as he did so:
"It's just something for self-defense. Boys must learn to protect themselves when they go out."
"this is for you."
Mu Daxian threw a paintbrush covered with paint to Mao Feiyang.
"Ouch!" Mao Feiyang hurriedly caught the paintbrush and asked in confusion, "Still sketching? Shouldn't we go to dinner?"
"Go, that's why you have to take it with you." Mu Daxian said, "This is the only thing you can take out of the art classroom."
Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then realized something and asked in surprise: "You, you plan to take this drawing board to dinner?"
Lin Yi also reacted. The rules for art students stated that art students could only take their paintbrushes out of the classroom, but Mu Daxian actually wanted to take the drawing board out.
But he knew that Mu Daxian did take the drawing board out, and this drawing board could be modified into an oversized giant cross soldier.
Use this thing to hit the nocturnal species, and they will all be silent.
Mu Daxian smiled and said, "Let me correct you. It's not me who's going to dinner. It's me who's accompanying you to dinner. As for this..."
Mu Daxian patted the drawing board.
"When you become like me, you can also take it out. Of course, you can also choose the style, cross, zanpaku, katana, heavy sword... you can have whatever you like. If you don't like one, you can make one yourself."
Mao Feiyang: "Ah???"
After Mu Daxian mixed the paints, he poured them all into a paint can, then covered it with a lid and threw the paint can into a cloth bag.
Next, he inserted a few paintbrushes into the pen holder, and then put the pen holder into the cloth bag.
Finally, he slung the bag over his shoulder, patted it, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go, let's go have dinner."
Following Mu Daxian out of Art Classroom-IV, Lin Yi's perspective followed Mao Feiyang again, but he soon discovered that his perspective was different this time.
He tried it deliberately and found that he could indeed act independently without Mao Feiyang's first-person perspective.
However, his range of activities was very limited, as if it was an area with Mao Feiyang as the center. The farther away from him, the dimmer the vision became, and it was more difficult to see the details.
He began to understand that this was not actually his "range of activities" but Mao Feiyang's "range of vision".
What he called "movement" was actually the observation of every detail in Mao Feiyang's field of vision.
When he wanted to observe something, he would magnify his observation of that part, and from a sensory perspective it would be as if he had moved there, but in fact he had not moved much away from Mao Feiyang.
After leaving Art Classroom-IV, Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian into the dark corridor.
On both sides of the passage are mottled ancient brown-yellow stone walls, and at regular intervals there is a candlestick with a lit candle.
The candlelight was dim and moved without wind. Their shadows were cast on the stone wall by the fire, like a group of waving ghosts.
From time to time, art students walked through the corridor and greeted Mu Daxian when they saw him, and Mu Daxian also nodded in greeting.
But when the art students saw the drawing board and cloth bag on Mu Daxian's back, they couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"Lao Mu, are we going to eat?"
"Yes."
"It's rare..."
"hehe."
As Mao Feiyang listened to this conversation, the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense.
Finally, when they were about to walk down the spiral staircase leading to the circular hall, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but ask, "Um... Mu Daxian, do you usually not go to the cafeteria to eat?"
Mu Daxian, who had just walked down a few steps, paused and turned back to say, "It's okay. Unless it's necessary, I will try not to go to that... place."
"But... doesn't the rule say that art students must go to the cafeteria to eat once within 24 hours?" Mao Feiyang asked puzzled.
Mu Daxian smiled and said: "Life is like driving a car, and the rules are like the instruction manual. When you have mastered everything, there is no need to stick to the rules."
Mao Feiyang seemed to be thinking about something and didn't ask any more questions, but Lin Yi frowned.
not like this!
Driving is driving, and rules are rules. It doesn't mean you can do whatever you want just because you understand the rules.
Moreover, these rules on campus cannot be compared to driving. In a car accident, at least the car will be scratched or at worst there will be casualties. But on campus, once the rules are violated, it is tantamount to death.
Using driving to compare campus life is a complete substitution of concepts!
Lin Yi suddenly became wary of Mu Daxian and was also worried about Mao Feiyang.
Mu Daxian seemed to be willing to lead the way for Mao Feiyang, but that road seemed to be... a road of no return!
But Mao Feiyang has no better choice now. Mu Daxian is indeed dangerous, but it is the kind of danger that makes one feel safe. He is dangerous when he is safe, but when he is in danger, Mu Daxian actually exudes a strong sense of security.
It's like confronting a weird art teacher in the art classroom or slapping a weird art student away.
Mao Feiyang didn't know what Lin Yi was thinking. He only knew that it was a very good thing to have a senior to protect him in this unfamiliar place.
They quickly walked out of the spiral staircase and came to the magnificent hall filled with candlesticks and chandeliers.
Looking at the road signs at the end of the stairs, Mao Feiyang suddenly asked, "What do those road signs with crosses mean?"
Mu Daxian followed his gesture.
It was a wooden post filled with direction signs. In addition to the few "Gallery←", "Art Classroom→", "Sculpture Classroom→" and "Observation Tower←", there were also "Altar" and "Observatory" marked with "X" in red paint, as well as several completely broken road signs with no words visible.
What Mao Feiyang was referring to was the "altar" and the "observatory".
"There are always some strange things in the art building." Mu Daxian said without hesitation, "But this art building has been built for too long. Some places have become damaged due to years of bad weather and poor maintenance. Considering safety issues, the teachers have completely blocked those areas."
"Don't be curious about those places. Curiosity kills the cat."
"If you see someone has painted an arrow or any other obvious sign on a road sign, tell me immediately or go to the lookout and tell the teacher. Don't go there on your own out of curiosity."
"Uh... okay." Mao Feiyang was startled and responded quickly.
"This is not a 'warning' but an 'order'. Otherwise, you will have nowhere to call for help if something goes wrong." Mu Daxian said half-jokingly.
"What is that?" Mao Feiyang asked, pointing at the oak tree in the center of the hall that seemed to be frozen in eternal time.
The huge oak tree looked dilapidated but still seemed to be growing. Its state was between life and death, as if it had suffered a devastating blow at some point, but was frozen there at the moment of death.
"That is the most precious artwork in this art building. No one knows what it is called. The school named it "Living Towards Death" - a world tree that cannot be distinguished as alive or dead."
"Some say it was the work of Alexandros, others say it was the work of Phidias, but at least it has the charm of both... But if you insist, its age should be traced back to the origin of the Art Building, or even earlier than the time when Alexandros and Phidias lived."
"You look at the murals around, they are all one, especially that one mural... at least it's telling an epic or describing some kind of ritual."
Mao Feiyang then looked around and saw that the vaulted ceiling and walls of the hall were decorated with exquisite murals. In the midst of its magnificence, there was an indescribable sense of cult, as if it could induce people to think subconsciously.
Added 2000 words for the leader "琳skylark", still owes 7000 words!!
Thanks to the book friends "usjdnshhs", "棽棽瑬焮棽棽闇杺" for the reward! !
It’s time to start typing to pay off my debts!
(End of this chapter)