Chapter 318 Light Bulb

Chapter 318 Light Bulb

Chapter 318 "Light Bulb"

In addition, there are some other obscure syllables, and these admonitions fill the entire dome like concrete words.

As these sounds rang out, the pseudo-human sculptures on the chains became more and more frantic. However, when their frenzy reached a certain peak, they gradually calmed down, as if they had lost their strength...

Gradually, the angry angels also sensed something and began to riot.

The furious angels who were strung on the chains had ferocious looks on their faces, and they frantically pulled at the chains that ran through their bodies. Some of them even held the chains with one hand and their own bodies with the other, trying to tear themselves off the chains by tearing their bodies apart.

However, the chain seemed to have grown together with its body, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not be separated from the chain.

Its body began to break into pieces, and pieces of wriggling gelatinous substance began to peel off from its body. After these substances were separated from its body, they quickly hardened in the gray fog and turned into some plaster-like substances.

During the hardening process, the gelatinous substances continued to emit a mixture of gases, mainly gray mist, with blood-red steam, sky-blue air, and a small amount of green air...

Even though the furious angel shattered himself completely, his bones and muscles were still firmly locked by the chains, as if his origin was fixed and he could not break free at all.

I saw the mysterious graphic characters floating on the iron chain, locking its skeleton and its heart like a gear...

It was still struggling, and the horrible smell of pollution turned into ripples that were transmitted along the iron chain, causing the pseudo-human sculptures that were connected together to be pierced one after another, and the pollution in their bodies was separated from them like yellow sand blown by the wind.

Without the aura of pollution, the pseudo-human sculptures became closer to a state of "death" and slowly began to show a tendency towards sculpting.

They were struggling as well, and they kept struggling until they were completely "dead". In the end, one by one they turned into horrible and distorted sculptures - not much different from the sculptures at the end of the stairwell leading up to the basement floor of the teaching building.

In the end, all the pseudo-human sculptures hanging on the dome of the dome died, and the Angry Angel turned into a short skeleton with only the heart still beating...

The hardened body of the angry angel fell off, like the wall paint and stone chips that fall off when a house collapses, and fell onto the playground flooded by the water. Dozens of angry angels on the iron chains were shattered together, and the debris looked like flower rain or withered leaves, falling down and forming ripples on the water.

In this playground filled with gray fog and flooded by water, the angry angels were awakened by the iron rule of the night watchman and started throwing tantrums like children who had not gotten enough sleep.

Their eyes were red, blood-red steam was spewing out of their bodies, and primitive roars of "咈咈咈" came from their throats, like uncivilized wild beasts.

Another part of them bent their backs, looked around and yelled, like a group of mad demons in angel clothes, and occasionally stretched out their hands to slap the water surface, stirring up splashes of water.

However, under normal circumstances, these angry angels would have immediately locked onto the sports students and launched an attack, but here they were spinning in circles like headless flies, unable to get out of the boundaries of the playground at all.

They are not bound, and yet they are in the gray fog, but they seem to be imprisoned in an alternative cage and unable to leave.

It is obvious that this furious angel who was not pierced by chains could withstand much more than those furious angels. Therefore, until those above him turned into skeletons, those on the playground were still alive and well.

"Just like that... can we kill them all?" Lin Yi was confused as he looked at those angry angels who were like headless flies.

"'That's it'?" Xia Lian, who was standing by, couldn't help but sneer. "Behind what you think is 'that' is the experience and the furnace that countless ancestors have built with their lives. We are just enjoying the shade they have created. Don't think farming is easy just because you have enough food to eat."

Lin Yi was in awe and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed: "Sorry... I was negligent."

"It's okay." Xia Lian said, "You see, when they are smelted, the extraordinary power in their bodies will continue to leak out. These things are 'high-purity pollution' formed after being tempered at the level of angel sculptures."

"Once this kind of pollution loses its carrier or is not absorbed, it will quickly dissipate into the air, just like pouring white sugar into a pond of water, it will be diluted into 'original pollution'."

"So don't just stand there, absorb as much as you can." Xia Lian said no more, licked her lips, and looked at the "air" in front of her with burning eyes, "This is what "feast" means."

Lin Yi suddenly understood.

Why did Mu Daxian tell Maozi that there was no need to go to the cafeteria? Because he already knew that art students would also have a share in this feast in the gymnasium.

The act of eating itself has different meanings for "experience students", "sports students" and "art students".

For the experiencers, eating is a way to purify the pollution in the body.

For sports and art students, it is just a matter of filling their stomachs. In fact, they themselves need to absorb specific pollution.

Therefore, if you can enjoy purer energy, it would be the same if you eat fewer meals in the cafeteria.

So people like security guards, physical education teachers, art teachers and the like never go to the cafeteria to eat.

It’s not that the food in the cafeteria is not delicious, but the Grilled Angry Angel is more cost-effective.

Therefore, even the eldest brother calmly told him not to eat in the cafeteria in the next few days.

For him, a canteen is no longer a necessity because he does not need to purify pollution.

Or, with that little amount of purification, the pollution produced by eating a meal may be more...

Moreover, Lin Yi had a strange illusion...tomatoes seemed no longer to be a threat to him.

"Don't worry about those angry angels. They are just a kind of food at this stage of boiling frogs in warm water." Xia Lian reminded and then sat down.

Li Huiyuan licked her lips and said, "Lin Yi, I suddenly feel hungry too! I'll go sit down too. You should also not be idle. Let's enjoy this feast together!"

"Well... okay." Lin Yi nodded, but in fact he was not in a hurry at all. After he sat down, he continued to observe the changes of the angry angels on the playground.

As time passed, those angry angels became more and more stupid, but they did not kill each other, but just wasted time.

Soon, they also began to change. Their bodies began to shrivel, and pure pollution began to evaporate from their bodies and merged into the gray mist, but it took a long time to merge with the gray mist, just like oil and water separated. As the extraordinary power in their bodies was forcibly stripped away, the bodies of the angry angels began to harden and shrivel, but a strange scene began to appear...

When their bodies shriveled to a certain extent, the feathers began to shrink and slowly became round and full. The feathers on their wings looked like ripe grapes, forming a bunch of... eyes behind them.

Every feather seemed to have turned into an eyeball, and the feathers on the pair of large wings turned into a pair of flesh wings made up of countless large eyeballs.

What makes people feel even more physically uncomfortable is that the roots of these big eyeballs are covered with bloodshot veins, and these bloodshot veins grow onto the skeleton of the wings like the veins of leaves.

If someone with trypophobia were to see this string of big eyeballs and wings, I'm afraid their sanity would be completely wiped out.

Lin Yi also felt his scalp tingling. He had trypophobia, and now when he saw those things, he felt sick all over.

But at this moment, a flash of inspiration came to his mind!
Before this, when he was stared at by the Sly Laughing Angel, he felt that the Sly Laughing Angel with its back to him seemed to be staring at him for some reason. Now that he thought about it, could it be that those feathers were essentially big eyeballs? !
"this……?"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then he found that those big eyeballs were still changing. One by one, they seemed to be merging together...

The pure supernatural power in their bodies not only dissipated from their shriveled bodies, but also madly poured into those big eyeballs.

Finally, some of the large eyeballs were superimposed on each other to form a brand new eyeball, while those that were superimposed on each other before formed circles of concentric circle-like patterns on that eyeball.

“Wait… what is that?!”

Lin Yi's pupils contracted sharply.

He was very familiar with the eyeball that was formed at the end. Wasn't that... a "light bulb"? !
The light bulb in the lamp post!
The "light bulb" that Mu Daxian grabbed when he exploded the street lamp was this kind of eyeball after being petrified!
That’s right, the eyeball of that wing is still changing!

Lin Yi has no doubt that when the furnace is calcined to the end, the eyeball of that wing will become a "light bulb" of the wing!
Wow, it turns out that light bulbs are "produced" here? !
He once thought that the light bulb was a bit like an eyeball, and speculated whether it was the eye of an angel sculpture. However, he never expected that the direction was correct, and it was indeed an eyeball, but there were discrepancies in the details!

It is an eyeball, but not the eyeball on the head, but the eyeball on the wings behind!
"No wonder the nocturnal creatures and the pseudo-human sculptures followed us timidly in the dark, approaching the lampposts, but dared not get close. It's because they are chasing the angel sculptures, just like the angel sculptures are chasing 'Him-I'!"

They are all pursuing a light that is higher than themselves, but they are hovering there like moths approaching a flame but unable to get close.

From a certain perspective, this seems to explain that the things that pseudo-people are afraid of are not necessarily those who restrain them, but may also be their superiors. On the contrary, they will not be afraid of athletes or art students who have nothing to do with them.

It seems a bit like his mother's workplace.

"Why are you still standing there looking around? With such a good opportunity, why don't you absorb a little more extraordinary power?" A cold and majestic voice sounded in Lin Yi's ears.
Lin Yi was struck by lightning and looked around subconsciously: "Boss?!"

"Don't look for it anymore. Just do your work. Opportunities like this are rare."

"Oh..." Lin Yi responded quickly, came to Li Huiyuan's side, found a seat and sat down.

Li Huiyuan, who was eating seriously, glanced at him, her face stern and silent, as if she was focusing all her attention on absorbing the pollution, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed and kept moving from time to time...

But after Lin Yi sat down, he suddenly felt pain in his balls...

No one told him how to start this "feast"!

Can it be absorbed just by breathing?

He then secretly glanced at Li Huiyuan: "What should I do to absorb it?"

Li Huiyuan whispered, "I don't know either. Once I calm down, I feel like it starts to absorb automatically... Why don't you try to relax a little?"

"it is good."

After Li Huiyuan finished speaking, she began to absorb the energy on her own, while Lin Yi was also adjusting his state on the side.

Gradually, Lin Yi didn't know what was happening to him, he just calmed down. Then, as if some kind of "perception" ability of his was activated, he found that the surrounding environment became much dimmer, and the imperceptible colors that were originally filled in the air began to become richer and more brilliant.

He began to see some traces of flowing air in the air, as if many invisible hands were holding brushes and waving them in the air, red, blue, green, gray, gold, black... countless air currents converged together to form a picture with great light pollution.

In the gray fog environment, these auras are mainly red, blue and green, followed by yellow, and a small amount of black... He has not sensed the other colors for the time being.

Under the characteristics of the giant egg furnace and the collective illumination of the old kerosene lamps, the power of the gray fog was severely suppressed. Originally, it seemed that it was going to absorb all of these extraordinary powers, but now it was forced to expel them, allowing them to permeate the giant egg for all students to absorb.

Lin Yi could see more and more clearly. He saw that the sports students would actively attract the sky blue aura in the gray fog, while the art students on the other side were absorbing the green aura.

But as he observed, he discovered that the art students were not only absorbing the green breath, but also the gray fog.

"No, it's not the gray fog..."

The color of the aura was not right.

"It's those white powder particles!"

Because it is a powdery particulate substance, it looks somewhat similar to haze particles, and it is easy to confuse them if you don't look carefully.

"Wait, those white powder particles seem to be..."

He looked at the group of iron chains that looked like wisteria flowers shrouded in gray fog. The skeleton of the angry angel on the iron chains was attached with some sculptural flesh that was difficult to peel off.

(End of this chapter)