Chapter 371 Dream Building

Chapter 371 Dream Building

Chapter 371 Dream Building
“Boom boom boom…”

Under the violent impact of the air wave, the skin on Lin Yi's face was rippled like the surface of a lake. He felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced. His ears were filled with sharp, painful buzzing sounds. He was pressed so hard that he couldn't raise his head. His spine was almost bent...

"Don't resist! Accept the impact of the "Holy Temple". Its torrent will take you to every corner of the Art Building!"

The terrifying air waves continued to vibrate out, violently rushing out in all directions, and the body of the night watchman was once again shaken to the point of some "stuck" and frame drops.

Lin Yi's body also showed signs of being annihilated, and countless powder particles floated out of his body like flying dandruff.

In his body, that golden skeleton that looked like it was cast from gold, had a layer of misty aura floating on the surface, which could not be dispersed no matter how the air waves washed over it...

He lowered his head and looked at the time on the watch on his wrist, trying to relax some of the mental pressure and accept the impact of the "Holy Temple".

But it was this glance down that made him notice some strange patterns on the dial of his watch under the impact of the air waves from the "Holy Temple". The pattern seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After a moment of daze, he suddenly remembered that the pattern that appeared on the watch was the same as the pattern on the huge dial on the first floor of the clock tower? !
The marks on the watch dial also completely match the intersection points of the stars on the clock tower!
"This...?!" Lin Yi's heart was already filled with turmoil, but he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, another wave of air rushed down fiercely, pouring into his spine like a bolt of enlightenment!

"boom--"

Lin Yi felt like he was exploding!
A white light appeared before his eyes, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled out of the familiar three-dimensional world by a pair of invisible giant hands. In an instant, the scene before his eyes collapsed like a mirror being shattered by countless heavy hammers at the same time.

The space no longer follows any common sense. The originally straight lines twist and entwine like crazy snakes, devouring each other and splitting. The outline of the clock tower is like a piece of waste paper that has been crumpled into a ball and then forcibly torn apart. Bricks, glass and steel beams are suspended and interlaced in a way that violates gravity and structural logic...

The black sky was like a canvas splashed with disordered paints. The azure and fiery red, the pitch black and the glaring white were intertwined and swirling in no order. The clouds turned into monsters with bared fangs and claws, and then melted into drops of glowing mucus in an instant, pouring down from the sky, but suddenly turned in mid-air and shot in all kinds of unpredictable directions.

His body seemed to be stretched, flattened, and twisted by an invisible force. His limbs were bent at incredible angles, his head became inflated like a balloon, his facial features flowed and merged wantonly on his face, and his eyes flashed with chaotic light, sometimes empty and lifeless, and sometimes bursting with terrifying madness...

His movements were no longer coherent, like a broken puppet being pulled randomly, and every joint made a creaking sound, as if it would fall apart in the next second, but he continued this deformed dance with a strange tenacity.

He found that the stone slab beneath him was like the undulating sea surface, and then covered with sharp jagged edges and bottomless gullies...

The entire world turned into a surreal geometric body filled with a golden atmosphere and bright white light. All the edges of the buildings were made up of pure white lines, but they had lost their original outlines.

The space seemed to collapse. There was not a single decent straight line in the entire world. The originally smooth lines on the wall were now twisting wildly like living vines. They intertwined with each other, forming knots that were so complex that they made people dizzy, as if they were going to tighten the entire space...

The gaps between the tiles on the floor, those originally parallel lines, began to branch out in all directions, like countless paths leading to the unknown, but they swallowed each other and disappeared the moment they intersected.

“Boom boom boom—”

Lin Yi's ears were filled with the sound of violent wind, as if he had fallen into a huge, rolling wind tunnel. He was hit by the barriers and was dizzy. He couldn't tell which direction was which...

In front of his eyes, countless tunnels began to appear, just like a speedster speeding through countless tunnels, tunnels that twisted and tangled with each other, or tunnels full of corners... His consciousness was expanding rapidly, like water flowing into a field, and then covering the entire field at a terrifying speed...

Countless details began to feed back to him, and he felt like his brain was about to explode.

"Very successful..." A disembodied voice sounded in his ears.

In these countless broken images, he seemed to see a blurry light, like the most common LED lighting on the operating table...

"Very successful..." The voice sounded again, but this time it was louder, "Repeater boy...Repeater boy...can you hear me?"

The blurred lights continued to converge, and finally became a somewhat illusory figure, a... golden, white-glowing, empty sphere. In that sphere seemed to be the blurry face of the night watchman...

"02?" Lin Yi asked tentatively, and the unnecessary sound gradually echoed and faded away in the form of "02...2...2..."

“Boom boom boom…”

The sound of violent wind rang in his ears again, and the distorted and strange picture in front of his eyes seemed to show signs of collapse when he said the title of Night Watchman. This strange and somewhat super-dimensional scene showed a tendency to repel him.

"It's me...but don't focus on me...it will take you out of the 'dream'..."

"Consider my voice as background music. Now I need your 'consciousness' to leave the clock tower and head to the art building..."

The night watchman's voice at this moment seemed to have some kind of magic, with some bewitching power, driving Lin Yi to take action.

He slowly stood up, took a look at his twisted body sitting in the dimension, and then flew away without looking back...

His current state was very similar to the "My World" when he was repairing the stadium wall, but this time he left his body without constructing a "world".

"When I was repairing the city wall, even though I almost ran out of energy, I didn't find myself unable to return to the main body. Could it be that the premise of 'safe dream building' is to build a world similar to 'my world'?"

In dreams, overlapping "my world" with the real world forms a map, which allows one to move forward and backward, and there is no risk of getting lost. Lin Yi seemed to have discovered some secrets of dream building, but he changed his mind and realized that even though he knew nothing, his instinct had formed a framework from the beginning, allowing him to act within the framework, so that he did not lose his way home.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

You know, when he had not yet developed any knowledge of "My World", he first awakened that ability when he was exploring the teaching building with Li Huiyuan. At that time, he almost crossed that corridor and reached the other end of the corridor.

At that time, there was actually a tendency for him to lose contact with his original body.

If he had not returned to his original body at that time but walked to the other end of the corridor, would he have been lost in the layers?

Another time, when he was looking at the relevant greenbelt, his consciousness continued to go deeper and deeper into the greenbelt, and finally reached the junction of light and shadow, and faintly saw the outline of the huge monster entrenched in it.

It was not until recently that he realized that the behemoth was the "Shadow of the Origin", but he was unaware of it at the time and almost got lost in it. If it weren't for an angry angel who happened to break into his perception and made him get out of the "Dream Building" state in time, he might have been lost too...

His body shuddered violently and he dared not think any further.

There were so many crises along the way...and many of them were actually avoided by him inadvertently.

Sometimes, if you take a few more steps down, you might be doomed!
He retracted his thoughts and began to spread his perception outwards...

"In theory, wherever the air waves of the Holy Temple reach, they can become an extension of your perception..."

The night watchman's voice was like the echo of an empty valley, intermittent. Lin Yi knew that this was how the night watchman dealt with his own voice - "backgrounding" the sound so as not to affect the stability of his "dream-building" state.

In the dream-building space, regular patterns have completely lost their original shapes. The clock dial on the first floor wall of the clock tower, which was once a perfect circle, first seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand and turned into a crooked ellipse. Then the center sank and the edges rose, like a vortex being sucked into a black hole. The mysterious symbols spun wildly in the vortex, and the original time seemed to have completely lost its meaning...

The four corners of the clock tower seemed to be melted by high temperature, the right angles became rounded, and then as if struck by something, the walls bulged outward, forming a strange arc. The whole room looked like a deformed balloon that was about to explode.

He couldn't help but take a look at his wrist. The watch was as strong as ever, and seemed to be the only object in the dream space that still had geometric shape and basic logic.

He was moving, but everything his eyes observed became vastly different from what he perceived.

At this moment, the bell of the "Church" suddenly rang, and a pure white air wave with golden light quickly spread out in this distorted and collapsed dimension. As it spread, the originally illogical dimension was suddenly smoothed out like a wrinkled bed sheet encountered by a pair of invisible big hands, but after being smoothed out, the wrinkles immediately returned to their original state.

Lin Yi seemed to understand something. The Night Watchman wanted to find something but kept his mouth shut. So the only thing he could do was to find the corresponding logic in the layer of this dimension first. The only way to do this was to capture a certain "path" through the air waves released by the "Sanctuary", and then conduct a carpet search.

And that wave of air... it seems that it does not sound every time the night watchman strikes the bell. Instead, it sounds once, and then wave after wave follows wave. Only when the last wave is almost gone will the night watchman strike the quantum bell again.

"Since I don't know what the Night Watchman is looking for, I might as well take this opportunity to explore the Art Building! I will return here at 3 o'clock!" Lin Yi felt relieved. The air waves of the quantum giant bell were stirred out with the Night Watchman as the center, so he only needed to go against the direction of the air waves to come back.

So when the next air wave occurred, his mind changed, and his consciousness floated away and came to the outside of the wall of the bell tower!
He then saw the sticky black gelatinous liquid creatures that were crawling all over the outer wall. When the air wave spread out, many black gelatinous substances were annihilated on the spot, but those that had survived until now became extremely condensed...

Moreover, when his consciousness was floating, the black gelatinous substances seemed to be able to sense it, and kept making "hissing" sounds towards his location, and some of them seemed to reveal their fangs in a solid-liquid mixture state.

In the distorted layer, those small mouths look like the alien's mouthparts filled with corrosive liquid.

Lin Yi could even sense some dangerous aura from them, just like a deep diver seeing large patches of twisting seaweed growing on the seabed.

"What on earth is that...?"

This question popped up in Lin Yi's mind subconsciously.

The next moment, the night watchman's "narration"-like background voice sounded slowly: "They are the descendants of pure nocturnal species after countless iterations... a kind of nest-type nocturnal species with strong pollution capabilities..."

"They are completely different from traditional nocturnal species. Their formation means the appearance of a 'nest'..."

"Is this the 'Snake's Nest'?" Lin Yi asked in a low voice.

The voice of the night watchman continued: "Their scale is far from reaching the level of a "snake nest", and they have no chance of becoming a "snake nest" around an "angel". At best, they can only reach the level of hazard of an angel statue... You can treat them as the most dangerous type of nocturnal species, the "super nocturnal species", or alien angels."

"But isn't the Snake Nest a type of alien angel? How come..."

"This is not something you need to consider... I remind you that your will should not leave the Art Building. I can still protect you when you are near me, but if you wander around when you leave the clock tower, you will be attracted to the "Angel". "

"Although the air waves of the "Holy Temple" can suppress the activity of the alien angels, the farther away they are, the weaker the suppression will be. You should also be careful..."

“Dream building is not an invincible state. Once you leave the protection of the field, you are playing hide-and-seek with death.”

"Don't take it lightly at any time. The crisis of 'time' is just one of the crises you will encounter in the process of 'building your dream'."

(End of this chapter)