Chapter 387 This thing is much more useful than big eyeballs!

Chapter 387 This thing is much more useful than big eyeballs!

Chapter 387 This thing is much more useful than big eyeballs!
If he hadn't had the Ouroboros Ring this time, he would have been in real danger.

He subconsciously touched his bulging trouser pocket and moved it from the inside of his thigh to the outside...

Because the school uniform was torn to pieces, the trouser pocket was dangling like a pipe next to his thigh, and his fast pace really affected the gun.

"Oh right... the night watchman said this is the 'final payment'. If there is a 'final payment', there must be a 'deposit' or 'down payment'!"

"The final payment is the extraordinary creation, so what is the remaining part?"

"And the night watchman immediately identified me as the one who collected the balance... Weren't they worried about making a mistake at all?"

"The Night's Watch mentioned a 'he'. Who is 'he'?"

"And that so-called mysterious creation map, what is that?"

The Ouroboros Ring is ranked 101st among the extraordinary creations, which means there are at least 100 more of them...

Were those "original apostles" really so idle that they would invent things whenever they had free time?
Even though he complained, his pace didn't slow down at all, and he reached the end of the passage in no time.

He glanced down at his watch.

3:11
Although I thought a lot along the way, my speed was not slow at all. It only took me three minutes to run through the passage.

When he arrived at the passage, he wanted to push open the iron door quickly, but the scene of Lao Mo taking him through this door emerged in his mind.

Once the iron gate opens, the group of nocturnal creatures of unknown level behind the gate will rush in like mud, and he must be fully prepared.

He slowly raised the old kerosene lamp and continued to use his identity as a "dormitory manager" to strengthen his anchor point. After preparing himself mentally, he suddenly opened the door!

As soon as he pulled the door, before he could hold on to the door leaf, a terrifying force hit the door, as if a cannonball was hitting it, and it blew the door open with a "bang".

Then, heavy rain mixed with strong winds rushed in like released wild beasts, and the cold raindrops hit his face like bullets.

The wind brought the rain, forming a white mist, like a surging wall of water pushing towards the house. His hair was instantly blown into a mess like a bird's nest, and his tattered clothes were blown tightly to his body like torn stockings.

The dark world outside the door was like a huge whirlpool, constantly squeezing the storm towards this small door. Countless nocturnal species rushed over following the smell, like mud poured out of a concrete mixer.

It was the first time that Lin Yi faced the army of nocturnal creatures. In a panic, he held the old kerosene lamp in one hand to control the light source, and summoned a baseball bat with the other hand.

"I am the dormitory manager, I am the dormitory manager, I am the dormitory manager..."

Lin Yi kept muttering to himself, with the aura of a game host who was low on health and yelled, "I'm the host, let me go."

A strange scene appeared.

The scene that Lin Yi imagined of being overwhelmed by the army of nocturnal creatures did not happen. The army of nocturnal creatures that had originally poured in actually let out shrill and terrified screams after invading the projection area of ​​the old kerosene lamps, and then twisted their bodies hideously, covering a part that was not sure if it was their face, and wailed and turned into stone, just like the world-famous painting "The Scream".

The nocturnal species petrified at an extremely fast speed. Once they entered the range of light, they were like cotton wool that was ignited, turning into a pale and dull white plaster-like substance, then shattered into countless dust and annihilated in the storm.

Four words popped up in Lin Yi's mind: Refined in an instant.

He was overjoyed, dismissed the baseball bat, and thought to himself, "Old Mo, this thing is much more useful than the big eyeball wings!"
He thought of the conversation between the boss and Lao Mo, and understood why the boss asked Lao Mo if he wanted to take an old kerosene lamp with him. This thing is indeed very effective.

But Lao Mo also understood the situation of the gymnasium, so he did not take up the limited resources of old kerosene lamps.

After he crawled out of the passage, he quickly closed the door. Without the obstruction of the nocturnal army, closing the door was just a laborious task.

And he has plenty of strength now.

But he was still rash after all. The nocturnal creatures were afraid of the light of the old kerosene lamp and did not dare to approach him, but another mysterious creature was the exact opposite.

[Howl——]

An ethereal and strange long howl caught his attention. He had just closed the door when he found himself being stared at by the laughing angel.

There was not just one smiling angel, but all the smiling angels nearby stared at him the moment the old kerosene lamp appeared, and then flew towards him like illusory ghosts.

"Nocturnal creatures fear old kerosene lamps, but the Laughing Angels seek the light!"

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. Mu Daxian had even used a light bulb to divert the attention of the Laughing Angel!

"I miscalculated!"

“What should I do, what should I do, what should I do…”

He quickly tried to think of a solution. If he remembered correctly, the exit of the gallery was not far away. However, the outer wall of the art building was now covered with nocturnal species like a swarm of bats. If he wanted to find the exit of the gallery, he had to use the light of an old kerosene lamp to conduct a carpet search.

The difficulty is comparable to playing Minesweeper, and you have to play Minesweeper in front of a group of smiling angels!

How does this work?
Not to mention that he is not Lao Mo, and there is no way to pull the Laughing Angel out of the layer and kill it. Even if he could, the cost of Lao Mo doing so was not low.

What should he do?
There seems to be only one way left for him - to fight the smiling angel head-on?
"You're so awesome, next time you come to defend the Laughing Angel alone!"

The words that Mu Daxian said when he was provoked by the Maozi's meanness were like a boomerang, crossing a day and hitting Lin Yi's head accurately.

What kind of debt is this? !

But now he couldn't care less, and hurriedly carried the old kerosene lamp and searched the place, following his original memory, looking for the entrance and exit of the gallery in his memory.

“It would be nice if I could release my perception… Yeah, perception!”

In a critical moment, Lin Yi didn't care about so much and sensed it subconsciously!
"Buzz——"

Invisible ripples were released with him as the center, and everything around him appeared in his perception in every detail.

However, before he could be happy, his perception just passed the light range of the old kerosene lamp, and the nocturnal creatures immediately became excited, revealing their mouth-like mouthparts, and made a series of "clicking" sounds at the air.

Lin Yi's perception lost a part in an instant. This kind of mental pain was much deeper than the pain of having a piece of flesh bitten off.

The corners of his mouth twitched in pain, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he dared not release his perception anymore.

"Shit, these things can also devour 'perception'!"

He looked grim, as he had thought that this was an ability only possessed by the super nocturnal species on the outer wall of the clock tower, but he did not expect that the creatures here could also devour perception!
Wait! Maybe it's not "the nocturnal species here can also devour perception", but "the nocturnal species here are the same as those on the outer wall of the clock tower"!
[Howl——]

Lin Yi was covering his forehead with his hands, worrying about his problem, when a group of angels with strange smiles came to his side, and then wandered in the light of the old kerosene lamp. Their pale and illusory faces were full of joy and greed.

They shuttled around him like plastic bags blown by the wind. At the same time, wisps of golden air were drawn out of his body and then split into countless filaments of other colors, connecting to the body of the smiling angel like infusion tubes.

After the golden aura was decomposed, the strange-colored aura began to be drawn out of his body like water in a stream, and a feeling of fatigue like kidney deficiency quickly surged into his heart - no one could withstand being bitten by a group of greedy vampires at the same time.

Lin Yi is now facing a difficult situation. These smiling angels are all like spirits, and he has no way to counter them!

"No... Why can Mr. Wang pull the Laughing Angel out of the layer with an old kerosene lamp, but I can't?"

The gluttony of the strange laughing angel continued to drain the golden aura from Lin Yi's body, causing him to sweat coldly. While he was searching the entrance to the gallery, his mind was racing, recalling the original scene.

At that time, the Laughing Angel attacked him, and then the PE teacher Wang appeared, and then...

Then Teacher Wang did not confront the Smile Angel head-on, but led him to rush towards the old kerosene lamp, and then threw the old kerosene lamp over. As soon as the Smile Angel approached the old kerosene lamp, it was immediately materialized...

But why are these weirdly smiling angels now enjoying the light of old kerosene lamps?
The angel with the weird smile was afraid of the light of the old kerosene lamp!

“Why are the results different when the factors and variables are exactly the same?”

"Am I wrong, or are there variables and factors that I have overlooked?"

"The layers of the gymnasium and art building are in different locations?"

"Does the Laughing Angel have problems herself?"

Lin Yi felt that there might be a difference between the Laughing Angels. The one in the gymnasium was holding an old kerosene lamp, so he was "still salvageable", but the one here obviously had nothing in his hands, so he was a "complete Laughing Angel". Even if he was transformed back, he would still be a "dead sculpture"...

Lin Yi felt that he had guessed some of it right, but even if he hadn't guessed it right, he didn't want to think about it any further.

What's the point of trying to figure it out? Even if you know it, there's no way to counter it!

He thought of two ways to counter the Laughing Angels. The first was to lead them to the "Obsession Sculpture" and the Flesh Mural. The second was to call on the Night Watchmen.

Calling for the night watchman was not an unfounded fantasy of his, but a rule mentioned in the "Guidelines for Art Students".

In theory, as an experience student, he cannot abide by the "Code of Conduct for Art Students".

In fact, apart from not having a "student commemorative coin", he is more of a nocturnal creature than an art student.

In addition to the boss's earnest teachings, when necessary, it is more correct to abide by the "Code of Conduct for Art Students" rather than the "Code of Conduct for Students".

So, when being chased by the Laughing Angel, he could go to the Gallery while calling out the name of "The Night Watcher".

The night watchman this time is naturally not the night watchman "02", but the night watchman holding the ancient green lamp "Ming Zhao" at the end of the cliff ahead.

However, after seeing the Night Watchman "02", he knew that the current situation was really not optimistic. If he was distracted by other things while fighting against the waves and the "angels", it would be very likely that something bad would happen.

And one thing that can be foreseen is that near the night watchman holding the ancient green lamp, there are also a large number of angels with strange smiles wandering around, but the night watchman ignored them, which shows the current situation.

But there is one thing Lin Yi is not sure about, that is whether the Laughing Angel can chase into the gallery.

Judging from the "Art Student Code", the Laughing Angels should be able to chase the art students all the time, but on the way he and Lao Mo came, no Laughing Angels dared to invade the area around them.

At the moment of making a decision, Lin Yi gritted his teeth, suppressed his fatigue with his willpower, and continued to sweep the mines.

To be honest, he actually had quite a lot of "reserves" of golden aura in his body, and he could afford to consume it, it was just a matter of whether it was necessary or not, because the feeling of being plundered like being tortured to death kept him in a state of paralysis of his will at all times, as if he was covered with a halo of vanity.

Suddenly, an angel with a strange smile floated in front of him. Its pair of illusory stone-ball-like eyes, shining with a treacherous and strange golden light, looked into his eyes.

At that moment, a terrifying sense of crisis instantly enveloped him. Almost as an instinctive reflex, Lin Yi actually controlled his pupils in an instant and focused his vision behind the smiling angel.

Aren't you illusory and transparent? Well, I'll just treat you as a curtain of wind.

[You…saw…me…]

The ethereal and strange voice of the eerie laughing angel, with an extremely evil flavor, rang in Lin Yi's ears. Golden light floated in its eyes, like a private car desperately switching between high and low beams, trying to attract Lin Yi's attention.

Lin Yi's performance was even more amazing, perfectly illustrating the four words - turning a blind eye.

He slowly fiddled with the old kerosene lamp and continued his mine-clearing mission.

After several minutes of unsuccessful mine sweeping, Lin Yi glanced at his watch.

The time had already come to 3:13. After he opened the door, he actually wasted a full 2 ​​minutes here!

He felt some pressure from time.

At this moment, a beam of light, like the clear sky after rain, broke through the dark clouds and covered Lin Yi accurately.

Lin Yi was struck by lightning, and an indescribable excitement suddenly surged in his heart.

"Dog teacher...?!"

He turned his head suddenly, and indeed saw the vague outline of a watchtower in the violent storm mixed with water vapor. On the top of the watchtower, a figure shone the searchlight beam over.

"Oh, that's not right... that doesn't seem to be Mr. Dog..."

Judging from Lin Yi's intuition, the operator's figure did not seem to be the art teacher "Big Golden Hair", but rather——

"You... are truly the best one I have ever brought out..." On top of the watchtower, a slender figure in a waterproof leather jacket pulled hard at her fleece that was nearly blown away by the strong wind, and looked at Lin Yi's embarrassed look with a slightly raised red lip.

Class teacher-039.

No, art teacher...

"Bai Fangshuo".

(End of this chapter)