Chapter 214: The one who chases the light in the fog ends up as a phantom
Chapter 214: "Those who chase light through the fog will eventually become illusions"
Mu Daxian looked down at the two deformed pseudo-humans squirming on the ground and said indifferently, "Besides, pseudo-humans like these may seem to have just been transformed, but in fact they are completely hopeless. If you see them, you must clean them up if you have the ability to do so. Otherwise, they will contaminate the experiencers during the day and spread like a virus."
"Spreading like a virus?!" Mao Feiyang said in surprise.
Mu Daxian said: "The main purpose of the rules for the experiencers is to control the pollution they can be exposed to within a certain range. Once the experiencers have problems with their cognition, their own 'anti-pollution ability' will be weakened."
"While going from the teaching building to the cafeteria, some people arrived at the cafeteria without any special events, while others saw one or two extremely lifelike human sculptures along the way."
"So even if we don't consider some subsequent variables, the fact that he saw the human-shaped sculpture has already become a variable in his experience of life."
"If they subconsciously think, 'All the sculptures are in the Art Building,' 'How could they be here,' 'Who put them here,' then even if they don't come up with anything at first, they will think about it from time to time later on."
“Curiosity has always been the driving force behind human exploration of the unknown, so few people can give up thinking after a problem arises and keep giving up thinking.”
"Once you start thinking, the 'gears of fate' start turning... No one can avoid or stop the infiltration of pollution."
“That’s the difference between zero and non-zero.”
[I haven't encountered it, so naturally I don't know anything. If I don't know anything, how can I think? ]
[If I don't think about anything, I won't attract any pollution at all, and the pollution that normally exists on campus is not enough to make me reach the pollution threshold.]
[After seven days, I can just walk away.]
This is "zero".
It's simply too safe.
It can be described as a perfect silly spring cycle.
And for non-zero, that’s just the beginning…
"The most fatal point is..." Mu Daxian said, "The 'atmosphere' of the campus will naturally attract people to think."
"It's OK for some people with slow thinking. The atmosphere on campus won't make them care about anything, nor will they think too much."
"But for those who have higher inspiration than ordinary people, this is a fatal trap."
"Once a person with mental problems appears in a crowd, he or she will contaminate others to some extent. Among those contaminated by him or her, as long as there are one or two people who doubt the rules and become polluters, they will continue to radiate pollution to others..."
“Isn’t this spreading like a virus?”
Mao Feiyang nodded thoughtfully and asked, "The student code does mention that 'all sculptures are in the Art Building'... Isn't this a contradiction?"
"Is it a contradiction?" Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes. "What does the student code say?"
"Uh...which part are you referring to?" Mao Feiyang asked puzzled.
Mu Daxian knew everything about it and recited it directly:
"First, [All the sculptures on campus are busts, and they are all kept in the Art Building. If you see a complete human sculpture in other areas of the campus, please look for the nearest numbered street lamp and follow the street lamp back to the building closest to you.]"
"Second, [the location coordinates of each building on the map are absolutely accurate, and all the buildings on campus have been marked on the map. If you see a building that is not on the map, especially the art building, don't panic, mark the location on the map and report it to the class teacher. It is forbidden to go there.]"
"Putting these two together, combined with your current understanding of the Art Building and fake people, can you have a deeper understanding?"
Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang with interest.
Mao Feiyang was startled for a moment, then he paused for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said uncertainly: "I now understand the first point you said. The complete humanoid sculptures refer to pseudo-humans. When you see them, you look for street lights and return to the building because street lights can provide shelter..."
"But, the bust... and the fact that 'everything is kept in the Art Building', won't this make the students confused about the spatial location of the Art Building?"
"I... still can't figure it out. Why don't you just tell me directly?" Mao Feiyang gave up thinking.
Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "The student code tells the students that 'the location of the Art Building is uncertain and needs to be marked when you see it', and also adds 'all sculptures are in the Art Building'. In fact, it is not intended to arouse students' thinking about the Art Building, but to directly dispel their doubts."
"Ah?" Mao Feiyang opened his mouth wide, and then suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise, "You mean... the student code directly gives an answer to prevent the trial students from thinking about it?"
"You really get it right away." Mu Daxian praised. "Let me tell you straight away, if you want to see the sculpture, there is an art building nearby. Don't think too much about this issue - this is a way to interrupt the casting."
“Because the school cannot monitor everyone, it can only use this method to give the students a strong psychological hint to prevent them from being indirectly contaminated by thinking about issues related to the pseudo-people, thereby attracting the attention of the pseudo-people and the “call of the art floor layer.”
“And the so-called “Art Building Location” is marked on the map. Do you know why?”
Mao Feiyang shook his head.
Mu Daxian said: "Marking the information is only one of the things. The key point is to 'report to the class teacher' later, so that the class teacher can know where the pseudo-humans have appeared, whether they are new or existing, so as to have a general grasp of the movements of the pseudo-humans in the form of sculptures on campus..."
Mao Feiyang was shocked and said, "All this is to fight against the 'Gray Fog Invasion' incident?!"
"That's right." Mu Daxian nodded. "There are a lot of emergency plans for unexpected situations in the class teacher's code of conduct. Of course, I don't know what they are specifically. I only know that the existence of the class teacher is largely for 'supervision'."
"What does 'Then the call of the art floor' mean?" Mao Feiyang asked.
"A kind of... 'calling', don't worry, I'll tell you about it later." Mu Daxian said silently without further explanation. Mao Feiyang pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions.
Mu Daxian then said: "By the way, I just mentioned "zero" and "non-zero", but in fact, I now find that there is a third type of people..."
"It's people like you, whose subconscious reactions are faster than their brains, and whose inspiration is as sharp as a dog's nose... You can call them dog-nosed people."
“……”Mao Feiyang froze slightly.
"You said 'right' on purpose. I suspect you were scolding me, but I dare not produce evidence."
But now that we are back to the point, Mao Feiyang's thoughts also circled back and he couldn't help but ask, "Wait... why don't they go back to the green forest belt and hide like the other fake people?"
What was he thinking of? From Mu Daxian's tone, it seemed that these two fake people were going to stay under the street light until the sun came out and then be tanned into human-shaped sculptures?
"Because they don't have the ability to leave here at all." Mu Daxian's tone became a little colder. "They are the kind of pseudo-humans who are completely hopeless."
Pseudo-humans are a very broad collection of units, including but not limited to "experiencers who lose their student IDs and are gradually corrupted by supernatural powers and become non-human units", "nocturnal species who snatch the identity credentials of experiencers and become "dummy" and humanoid sculptures", etc.
"Completely hopeless? Are they transformed from pure nocturnal species?"
Mu Daxian nodded, thinking that Xiaomao's comprehension was still good: "Yes, they are all transformed from pure nocturnal species after obtaining the student ID of the experience student. Some of them will even eat the corresponding student."
Eat him and then turn into him? Mao Feiyang couldn't help but shudder: "But can't they enter the illuminated area of the street lamp?"
"That's right." Mu Daxian nodded. "Because the extraordinary power carried by the street lamps can dispel the extraordinary power in the pseudo-humans and 'return them to their original form', the pseudo-humans are instinctively afraid of the lights, but they are attracted by the extraordinary power in the lights, so they will linger in the shadows outside the street lamps."
"They chase after the light, but they will be hurt by it... The saying 'De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer' is a warning to them."
"But nothing is absolute. The power of light will cause great damage to units that have been completely transformed into pseudo-humans. However, if it is a "new pseudo-human" that has just taken over the identity of the experiencer, the effect will be weakened."
"This means they can get into the light range of street lamps to a certain extent, but over time, they will be harmed by pure pseudo-humans."
Mao Feiyang interrupted quickly, "Wait, wait, wait... What exactly did you mean by that sentence just now? That, that, that... that sentence in "The Iron Law of the Night Watch"..."
If he didn't dare to ask at first because it was content beyond his knowledge, now after being attacked by the Laughing Angel, he felt that he needed to know more, so he quickly seized the opportunity to ask.
Mu Daxian glanced at him, but did not refuse. He said directly: "'De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer'... One of the commandments of 'The Iron Law of the Night Watch', which means 'Those who chase the light in the fog will eventually become phantoms'..."
"The commandments of the Night Watcher's Iron Law are like some kind of spell. Using supernatural powers to recite them can cause great harm to nocturnal creatures."
"It has to be pronounced that way, right?"
"I am very sure of that."
"Can I... learn it?"
Mu Daxian asked in surprise: "You don't want to leave?"
"I've thought it through. I'll just have to save my life first, and then think about how to leave..." Mao Feiyang shrugged his shoulders, his helpless tone sounding like an alternative compromise.
"Let's talk about it when we get back to the Art Building." Mu Daxian patted his shoulder and smiled knowingly, "Let's get back to the point. That sentence is about the nocturnal species hiding in the gray fog and trying to chase the light, which will only lead to their own destruction in the end."
"Whether in ancient China or other ancient places such as Mesopotamia, the Indus River Basin, ancient Greece, etc., there are methods of guiding supernatural powers and arranging and combining them to produce special effects through witchcraft, prayers, spells, and words. The commandments in the Night Watchman's Iron Law are based on this principle."
"I'm not really clear about the specific principles, but I only know that this language seems to be related to the 'calling' in the depths of the gray fog. The pioneers of the Art Building studied the pronunciation of that 'calling' and compiled a kind of... 'warning' that can counter it."
"It's a bit like... a duet of folk songs." Mao Feiyang said subconsciously. Just imagine, there were cries of pain coming from the depths of the gray fog, while the art students on the other side collectively started shouting the Iron Law of the Night Watch... It was like swearing at his mother.
The corners of Mu Daxian's mouth twitched fiercely. He couldn't help but clench his fists and restrained the urge to punch him twice - damn, I really can't overestimate Xiao Mao. I just looked at him with some admiration, but he immediately said something wrong, which almost ruined the dignity of this admonition.
He calmed down and continued, "So, when the fog rushes into the campus, some sculptural pseudo-people will follow the students, using the light shielding to get closer to the street lights little by little, like moths to a flame..."
Mao Feiyang thought thoughtfully: "So, there is a saying like 'don't look back' in the student code?"
Mu Daxian nodded slightly: "One-size-fits-all is very common in the rules for interns, because the school cannot explain too much to the interns, and using a tough tone of 'no explanation, you just need to obey unconditionally' is more powerful than using euphemistic warnings."
"And for the fake people, the students who don't look back are like the trees in the green belt that block the light during the day."
“But if they look back and see the fake person, their psychological defenses will break down instantly and they will start to absorb the pollution directly. Then, they will become a sponge that absorbs the ‘pollution’, and the fake person itself will feed on the ‘pollution’…”
Mao Feiyang understood instantly: "I see! So if the experiencer accepts the concept of 'pseudo-human', then he can look back in the fog?"
Mu Daxian said: "This is what I mean by the rules. They are just instructions for you to get started. Once you have mastered them, as long as you don't self-destruct, your tolerance rate will be much higher. The question is... do you think the trial students have this opportunity?"
"Most of the experience students encounter various problems in the process of accepting these concepts, and then they begin to become nocturnal, or become our art students or sports students."
"Oh...that's right!" Mao Feiyang nodded seriously. Indeed, everyone is here to experience the seven-day experience. Who would risk their life for no reason?
"Then why are they rushing towards the street lights so recklessly?" Mao Feiyang raised another key question, "Is it related to 'Doomsday'?"
In fact, there is no need to ask "is it true or not", because this is definitely a foregone conclusion. What Mao Feiyang cares about is that the unit that would be expelled by the light is so persistent and reckless that it enters the illumination range of the street lamp. What is the purpose that makes them so crazy?
That legendary "Doomsday"...how much impact will it have?
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