Chapter 324: Cracks in the City Wall

Chapter 324: Cracks in the City Wall

Chapter 324: Cracks in the City Wall
Just like the shadow of a security guard once appeared behind Wei Shan, now the boss and the physical education teachers stood together, holding old kerosene lamps, embodying the shadow of the "night watchman".

However, unlike Wei Shan’s half-baked security guard phantom, the figure of this “night watchman” was extremely real, as if a night watchman with a real upper body had been summoned!
The Forest of the Dead was gazing at him eagerly, the black wave was surging endlessly, and Lin Yi felt that his position was very awkward. The change of the layers certainly brought him along, but his path back to his main body was restricted by the Forest of the Dead. The path was like being stuck in a dead corner when playing a game and the game was stuck. He could neither advance nor retreat, and it was really difficult to hold on.

The Forest of Dead Monuments then madly stuck close to his face and outputted those weird chants, sentence after sentence of "I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome" rang in his ears like an old lady chanting, and Lin Yi... he was almost fucking used to it!

In fact, it was not the case. Instead, his brain had already used all its computing power to track the structure and reorganization of the dome, leaving him with no extra time to "listen to teachings."

So this is fucking Sage Time.

When you have exhausted all your energy on something, you can remain calm and composed even if an XP girl who suits your taste performs a pendulum dance on you.

This is another unconventional method that runs counter to Wei Liang's XP-oriented tricks and gimmicks - the sage method.

"I'm tired...really tired..." Lin Yi sighed helplessly. He really wanted to fall asleep like this.

Of course, he also knew that it was just talk. No matter how tired he was, he could just stay idle because his will was truly indestructible at the moment.

But I definitely can’t sleep. Once I fall asleep, even the strongest will will become weak and powerless.

He suddenly discovered that in different areas of the "city wall", there were figures embedded in the bricks of the wall.

These figures, without exception, are all students who are currently in the dome and are athletes. They seem to be completely unaware of the changes in the layers and are still enjoying the "feast" seriously.

"etc!"

Lin Yi reacted suddenly. It was not so much that they had not realized the changes in the layers, but rather that they did not know about these changes at the layer level at all!
In Lin Yi's eyes, the dome has now become a "city wall", but in the eyes of those people in the dome, the dome is still a dome!
He could see the "city wall" only because his spirit or consciousness had completely reached this level!
Did he drop the layer, or did the layer affect him?
Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?

Is he Zhuang Zhou or a butterfly?

Lin Yi felt suffocated and couldn't think about this kind of thing anymore.

He simply didn't have enough energy.

At this moment, the voices of the boss and the physical education teachers rang out on the city wall:
"De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer"! "

The power of the Night Watchman's Instructions could not be heard or seen under normal circumstances, but here, the specific words and symbols seemed to have really stirred up the fluctuations of extraordinary power, as if the words were spoken and the law was followed, transforming into waves of sound that pushed out and drew visible golden ripples in the dark and cold world.

A kind of magnificent awe-inspiring feeling that "wherever the warnings reach, evil spirits retreat and all actions are unobstructed" shocked Lin Yi beyond words.

"Is this the true essence of the gymnasium?"

Only at this moment did he truly understand that the iron law of the Night Watch was indeed not something that ordinary polluters could break.

The laws contained herein, like the most direct programming of supernatural powers, guide the changes of power from the root, and are by no means a trivial matter on the physical level.

The gap in levels is so huge that it cannot be measured in words.

As the golden ripples of the sound waves spread, the lines on the city wall were like the indentations of a calligraphy piece, gradually filled with golden aura... In the end, the city wall in Lin Yi's vision looked golden like this.

Lin Yi was shocked. Only then did he realize that "My World" was still constantly "writing" information!
Although he was obviously exhausted, he was still unyielding as if he was locking away his last drop of blood - no, this might not be locking away blood on a conscious level, but a kind of... relative balance between supply and consumption!

What this means is that, at this time, the supplies his consciousness had obtained, except for the ones needed to hold on to this breath of spiritual energy, all the rest of the supplies were consumed in "writing" the information into the city wall!

Not only did he "sense" the structure of the dome layer, he also "sense" the structure of the city wall on this layer? !

And all this... just like how his body relied on instinct and bypassed his subjective will to directly exert its self-healing ability, now his consciousness also relies on instinct and bypasses his subjective will to perceive the structure of the city wall?
No... then what is "I"? !
Am I isolated by "me"?

What the hell...

What is strange and magical is that he actually found his real body at a certain joint point on the city wall.

But the moment he saw his true form, he was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

Now his body... is like a whirlpool, madly devouring all the breath around it.

That's right, it was all the aura, a large amount of blue-green aura, a small amount of red aura, trace amounts of gray and gold aura... all of them were absorbed by him in one go!
This time, the situation was different from the initial situation where he only took a sip. This time, he accepted everything that came and almost absorbed the gray fog...

After being absorbed by him, these were annihilated and reorganized in the first place, and through an unknown transformation method, they turned into... golden aura!

These golden auras gradually filled his body, and then burned like flames. Finally, the wisps of aura floated out of his body and floated towards... the location where his consciousness was!

Being surrounded by golden aura, he did have a strange experience, but more than 90% of the aura was consumed in the first moment and turned into power to expand "my world", leaving less than 10% of the power to stabilize his consciousness from being affected by the chanting of the Forest of Dead Steles.

"Wait, that sound wave..."

He suddenly woke up and realized that the golden ripples in the sound waves were not the manifestation of the sound waves in his perception, but he used the fluctuations of the sound waves to mark the golden aura, and used this fluctuation to amplify his perception, so that he could better perceive the composition of the city wall!

All of this seemed to be utilized by his computing power!
But he was not in control of all this - this was the most absurd part.

He is still writing information, still writing information...

It seemed as if he had dissected the structure of the city wall.

Gradually, he seemed to discover some tiny... "cracks" on the city wall.

It can be seen that these cracks are definitely not design problems, but more like scratches that appeared after countless years of struggle.

These cracks, densely packed, covered the lower half of the wall like the lines on a cantaloupe. They emerged from the black tide at the bottom of the wall like evil words or symbols, and then climbed up like creepers, twisting and ferocious, like fine blood vessels. Such cracks were invisible in the dim environment, but as the golden aura spread, not only the dents on the wall were depicted, but even such cracks were clearly visible.

The boss and the physical education teachers seemed to have noticed this problem a long time ago, because as they chanted the admonitions loudly, the wisps of light from the old kerosene lamps fell down like dust, and fell on the surface of the city wall like spring rain.

They used commandments to guide their extraordinary powers to repair the cracks in the city wall, and engaged in a tug-of-war with the damage to the city wall caused by the tide and gray fog.

But it is obvious that physical education teachers have always been at a slight disadvantage, and those cracks are left over from the long separatist war.

Each "Feast" is a contest between the executives of the Sports Department and the invading forces in the gray fog. It is also an action for them to use the "Feast" to repair the city walls, or try their best to contain the invading forces from causing more serious damage to the city walls.

He also discovered that the Forest of the Dead and the black tide outside the city walls were constantly pouring power into those cracks.

However, the penetration degree of these cracks is not high, and the progress of penetration is very slow, just like digging a tunnel with a spoon. But everyone knows that a thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an ant hole. If such a crack appears on the solid city wall, it will definitely become the root cause of the collapse of the city wall.

Thinking of this, he seemed to see the scene of the city wall collapsing in the future...

The city walls collapsed, the city was shattered, the black tide overturned the city walls, and rushed across the mountains and rivers like a tsunami, submerging everything behind...

The sports students and the experience students were all swallowed up by the huge waves. Under the black sky and black waves, the seniors holding the lanterns and the sports teachers tightly grasped the handles of the old kerosene lamps, but they also sank to the bottom of the sea powerlessly...

"boom--"

Lin Yi suddenly came to his senses. He realized that all coincidences were inevitable. It was not a coincidence that he could find the cracks. In the future, he might become one of the members who repaired the cracks.

"Wait a minute... repair the cracks?" Lin Yi was stunned.

It can be repaired, but... does he have the ability to do so?

He noticed the golden glow of the old kerosene lamp…

He also noticed the golden aura that was transformed from his original body...

These golden auras... continuously provide energy for him to drive "my world", and this quality and level of extraordinary power seem to be the same kind of... golden power that the eldest brother and the physical education teachers display using old kerosene lamps?

Gold...seems to be a power different from the ordinary pollution type!

The angel's light seems to be golden!
No, no, no...he remembered it wrong. Angels did not have golden light. Instead, they were like glass that had all kinds of light, but with a layer of glory in the middle.

As for gold...

Lin Yi suddenly remembered that he had actually ignored a golden power that had always been by his side!
Eye!

No matter they are night watchmen, security guards, teachers, sports students, art students or polluted experience students, their eyes are golden!

That is to say, gold is actually a power with a wider range and is purer, but... it is rarely truly mastered by people!
"Gold pollution can even charge light bulbs!"

Thinking of this, he looked at his true body. His true body was still constantly absorbing all the auras around him, transforming them into golden auras...

He himself has not yet mastered this ability, but his body can use it driven by instinct.

what does this mean?
This means that he now has a hydraulic press. He doesn't need to know the principle, he just needs to know how to operate it in this way or that way, and it will work.

Moreover, this hydraulic press seems to be time-limited. After it is used up this time, it is still a question whether it can be safely started next time by chance.

Well, if that's the case, perhaps we can resolve the current crisis - he looked at the Forest of Dead Steles.

This thing seemed to be on the same level as his consciousness.

He hasn't figured out the principles of "My World" yet, so he can't tell whether this thing has intruded into his imagination like the fog under the corridor bridge of Building C of the teaching building, or whether it has used his imagination to influence him at the quantum level like the weird laughing angel transformed by the dormitory management office.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this wave of the Forest of the Dead is really coming for him. As for whether it has any connection with the mysterious creature in the underwater cave, it is unknown.

Originally, he only needed his consciousness to return to his main body, but this path was blocked by the Forest of Dead Steles.

Then his only solution was to survive in the cracks of the Forest of Dead Steles...

However, as soon as he turned his attention to the Forest of Dead Steles, the chanting of the Forest of Dead Steles began to surge in like a tidal wave, chattering like being thrown into a noisy zoo. It sounded annoying to him.

He seemed to have realized that there were three types of angel sculptures. The Smirking Angel focused on the spirit, the Wrathful Angel focused on the material, and the Alien Angel attacked directly from the layers...

Things involving layers are the most difficult to interfere with, and the only way is to save yourself!

He only needed to slightly affect the "gravity" of the Forest of Dead Steles and he could run back to his own body.

And in this process, the golden aura may be the key.

He then looked at the cracks on the city wall, and as soon as he thought about it, his vision was directly pulled closer to the crack, as if his consciousness was floating over.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his real body - No, I can move?

But unfortunately, he still seems unable to get close to the main body, but as long as he doesn't get close to the main body, he can move freely in this "layer", which is very strange.

(End of this chapter)