Chapter 238 Chef Sculpture
Chapter 238 Chef Sculpture
This small slope is actually not that steep. The cobblestone roads of S City University seem to have deliberately avoided some treacherous terrain when they were paved. So the problem is not whether the slope is steep or not, but that this slope is the slope of S City University. If you slip, there is no guarantee where you will end up.
Of course, this seems to be what Wei Liang has considered.
Lin Yi on the other side was actually sweating profusely.
When was the last time he had any "visual" problems in the cafeteria area?
May 5th, right?
It’s not yesterday’s thing anymore!
On May 5, he once stood in front of the signboard in front of the cafeteria and did not see the cafeteria, but saw a steep cliff. At that time, he took a lot of effort to climb back to his own layer and was pulled back.
I didn’t expect that there would be a problem again, and this time the changes in layers appear more natural than last time!
There were no signs or warnings, making it impossible to guard against!
This strange feeling of penetration, as silent as a drizzle, made Lin Yi feel creepy.
"There..." Lin Yi slowly approached the "Canteen-051" lamppost.
"Damn, Lao Lin, do you still dare to go?" Wei Liang said anxiously.
Lin Yi turned around and said, "This time it's different. I won't go near that slope. I'll just look at the lamppost."
In fact, he originally went to see the lamppost, but he seemed to be attracted by some indescribable aura and crossed the boundary of the lamppost.
"You...be careful." Wei Liang couldn't help but say.
"Yeah." Lin Yi nodded and came back to the "Canteen-051" lamppost.
He gently stroked the lamppost, searching for the breath that carried "malice" and trying to awaken "his vision"...
Gradually, a layer of hazy light mist began to emerge from his body, giving him a sense of fleeting light and shadows. At the same time, the hairs on his arms began to stand up, and he sensed the chilly feeling all around him like static electricity.
The warm sunlight of the early morning began to lose its temperature on Lin Yi's body surface. The eerie chill seemed to seep out slowly from the void, lingering around Lin Yi like mist, and began to squeeze the layer of hazy light mist on his body surface.
Wei Shan seemed to sense something and was about to approach Lin Yi as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but Tian Bufan raised his hand to stop him.
Wei Liang rarely said anything. He just looked at Lin Yi, not knowing what he was thinking.
He gently pulled the brim of his baseball cap, and the upper half of his face fell into shadow where no light could be found. No expression could be seen on his entire face, and the worry that had been on his face just now seemed to have been completely wiped out.
At this moment, Lin Yi vaguely felt as if an abyss had opened up behind him, and a strange aura slowly emerged from it like invisible tentacle, and like those cold auras, began to wrap around his body.
Lin Yi's heart was as clear as ice, and he was not affected by this feeling. After a while, the sky blue steam appeared in his vision again.
He lowered his head slightly and saw the lava-like tomato sauce flowing under the cobblestone road at his feet. His gaze moved and fell on the lamppost at hand.
This lamppost that had lost its number seemed to have its sky-blue energy flow cut off. The extraordinary power in the ketchup magma could only linger and wriggle at its base, but could not flow into the light bulb like a siphon.
"This lamppost was abandoned because it was not numbered in time..."
"Repairing streetlight poles is the responsibility of black bib chefs... Does this mean that something bad has happened to the black bib chef community?"
Lin Yi didn't know when the black bib chefs were dispatched, but since the rules did not mention them, the time when the black bib chefs were "on duty" would definitely not be seen by the trainees, so Lin Yi speculated that it might be between 21:00 on the same day and 6:40 the next day.
During this period of time, the chef in the black bib should leave the cafeteria and transform into a maintenance worker to maintain some facilities on campus, because he did not find any abandoned lamp poles near the cobblestone road in the past few days.
According to Mu Daxian, if this type of lamp post is abandoned, it will be left in the green belt and will not "return" here as the layer is restored.
At this broken lamppost, that kind of "malice" was clearer than in any other area. It seeped in bit by bit, along with the chilly wind from the greenbelt, mixed with the weird and evil aura.
"Lampposts are like fences. Even when the lights are off, they still have a certain 'function'!"
"They can block malicious penetration from other layers!"
"I see!"
Lin Yi now understood this, but what was incredible was that the person who "guided" him to focus on the lamppost...
It’s Wei Liang.
No, it’s——Zhuge Wei Liang.
"Could it be true that 'Zhuang Liangzi is so smart that he is close to being a demon'...?"
He looked at Wei Liang with a strange expression.
Wei Liang pushed up the brim of his hat inconspicuously, revealing his face.
He felt extremely uncomfortable with Lin Yi's gaze, and thought to himself that something was wrong with Old Lin today. Was he really going to say "Brother, you smell so good"?
He couldn't help but shiver, and felt his anus tighten slightly. He couldn't help but yelled, "Damn it, don't look at me, can you look at something else? I'm under a lot of pressure in my anus when you're like this, no, I'm under a lot of pressure!"
"Fuck, I give up on you! You fucking... forget it, I'll tell you later." Lin Yi gave Wei Liang a speechless look, then lowered his head to glance at his watch.
6: 53.
Time seems to be abundant but not so abundant.
"Observe for another two minutes. If nothing works, go to the cafeteria first...have breakfast before studying anything else."
He directed his gaze toward the area outside the lamppost—a small steep slope covered with green grass, and beyond that were some flowers, plants, and tree roots emerging from the soil, followed by a sparse patch of shrubs, and then a green forest belt.
Soon, a scent at his feet attracted Lin Yi's attention. He looked down and immediately found that the ketchup flowing under the cobblestone road was sliding down the slope bit by bit as if it was overflowing. The traces formed by the flow looked like a hideous network of tentacles, as if it was going to wrap up the entire hillside.
As his eyes followed Ketchup down the slope, the "malice" that was originally hard to perceive began to flow like streams merging into a river, and spread out from the green forest belt towards him...
That kind of "malice" actually spread from the green belt in the cafeteria area!
"Could it be from the formation of pseudo-human sculptures?" Lin Yi thought thoughtfully.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew across the mountains, and the green forest belt suddenly came alive. The leaves of the forest were like the top prostitute in a brothel, which parted some leaves like a pipa, revealing something that had been covered up all along.
At that moment, Lin Yi felt cold all over, as if he was thrown into ice and snow at minus dozens of degrees Celsius.
He saw a group of sculptures. If it was just an ordinary array of sculptures, it would be fine. Lin Yi, who was used to it, would not cause much commotion. But the key point was that those sculptures were not students, but——
chef!
At S City University, the standard for judging a chef’s identity is not the square chef’s hat, but the bib.
All the chefs wore a bib.
And these chefs in front of him were not ordinary chefs, they seemed to be... chefs in black bibs.
This is Lin Yi's intuition.
Although, there is an essential difference between the bib of the black bib chef and the bibs of the blue bib chef and the green bib chef - the bibs of the latter two are made of oilcloth, while the bib of the black bib chef is a heavy leather bib like a butcher's.
Therefore, there is a clear difference in thickness between the two bibs.
Of course, Lin Yi didn't know whether the thickness of the bib would change as it became a sculpture, so he wasn't sure whether the sculptures of those chefs were chefs in black bibs. He could only make a preliminary judgment based on his intuition.
Moreover, these chef sculptures are not arranged neatly like a square formation of sculptures. Each of them is frozen in a different posture. Their faces have hideous and distorted expressions and their eyes are wide open. Some of them look like the angry King Kong in the temple, while others look like hysterical super villains.
Most of their limbs were missing arms and legs and were in a bad state. Some even had part of their heads chopped off, and the rest of their bodies were also covered in scars. It was impossible to find a single intact limb.
When Lin Yi saw these sculptures of chefs in black bibs, his first reaction was that he seemed to see the soldiers who were forever frozen in ice and snow in the middle of the last century...
These black bib chefs seemed to have been fighting until the moment they ran out of energy and were completely petrified.
They no longer have any life in them, but from their faces, one can still feel a shocking sense of passion.
There seems to be an indomitable spirit entwined around them.
But at the same time - that strong "malice" also comes from them!
【kill--】
【kill--】
A roar like an overwhelming tidal wave seemed to ring in Lin Yi's ears, carrying with it endless violence and murderous intent, surging like a wave.
Where is the malice?!
No malice at all!!
Only murderous intent!
"wrong!"
Lin Yi suddenly realized that the "malice" did not come from the chef in the black bib, but from——
A golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and at this moment his eyes pierced through the surface like an eagle... He saw it!
Around the black bib chef, there are some feather-shaped sculpture fragments!
Sculptural feather fragments!
《You can lure them over here, and then I'll take action!》
Lao Mo's words were like thunder, exploding in Lin Yi's mind!
Those are the feathers of the angel sculpture!
Lin Yi suddenly understood - it was not Lao Mo who had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture, but it seemed that the group of chefs in black bibs had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture!
Could it be——some kind of extraordinary characteristic attached to the profession? !
Just like the homeroom teacher-039, it seems that he has mentioned something like expulsion!
So, the black bib chef can fight against the angel statue...but judging from the situation, it seems that the price to pay for such a confrontation is also extremely severe.
Lin Yi's eyes shuttled through the endless chef sculptures, but apart from the sculpted feather fragments, he did not find any sculptures that looked like angel sculptures!
This means that so many black bib chefs died, but not even one angel sculpture was left? !
Or, he only knew what the Archangel of Smiles looked like, and had only heard Mu Daxian's description of the other two angel sculptures, so even if the sculptures of the Wrathful Angel and the Alien Angel appeared there, he might not be able to recognize them?
He was not sure, so he did not dare to jump to conclusions.
But he immediately noticed that the sculpted feather fragments were very strange. At first glance, they looked like feathers, but upon closer inspection, it seemed as if he saw something unusual...
Just when Lin Yi focused his attention on the sculpted feather fragment, the feather fragment actually trembled slightly...
The next moment, a fine crack suddenly appeared on the feather fragment, and then the crack suddenly broke open!
"Qiang!"
The crack opened and closed, and an eyeball stared out from the feather!
The eyeball was covered with golden circular lines, like an eagle's eye. As soon as it appeared, the space around it seemed to be distorted, and a strange sense of collapse appeared.
Lin Yi, who was looking into its eyes, felt a terrifying chill rising from the top of his head at this moment. He felt as if his soul had been captured by that eye, and was floating out of his body as if it had been pulled out!
At the same time, endless "malice" rushed towards Lin Yi like a river suddenly bursting its banks in a storm!
Lin Yi's pupils trembled, he seemed to see a tsunami made up of living nocturnal species wriggling, rushing towards him like covering the sky and the sun!
"not good!"
"The layer is missing!!"
“I must have lost some layers!!!”
Lin Yi thought to himself that something was wrong. He realized it the moment he reached into his pocket, grabbed his student ID and started to roar in his heart:
"I'm Lin Yi, my student number is X0230506098, I'm at the 'Canteen-051' street light pole... Oh no, shit, the street light pole is broken!!"
「Canteen-051」The lampposts don’t have any white painted numbers on them!
"I'm Lin Yi, my student number is X0230506098, and I'm on my way to the cafeteria! I..."
[I am Lin Yi, I am...believing in angels! ]
[I am Lin Yi, I am believing in angels!!!]
【Angel of Faith!!!】
A strange and demonic sound wave distorted his will and was born from the void. It surrounded his ears like countless smoke rings, floating in the air, as if it was there and not there, but it just lingered.
This sound... is like a cult choir, but not really. I don’t know where it comes from, but it seems to be everywhere.
Suddenly, Lin Yi saw that the chef sculptures seemed to wriggle. They were like puppets controlled by the devil. They moved their mouths, looked towards Lin Yi with hideous faces, and uttered strange chants, as if they wanted to convert him.
【Angel of Faith!!!】
Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward!!
(End of this chapter)