Chapter 503: Round Table Meeting in the Skull

Chapter 503: Round Table Meeting in the Skull

Chapter 503: Round Table Meeting in the Skull
Painter No. 3, when his mental will collapsed and became extremely chaotic, drew the outline of Liangzi with disordered and messy lines? !
this……?
How can it be!

Is this my hallucination?

Lin Yi couldn't believe it. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed absurd. You know, "The Faceless Sin" was created by Painter No. 3 in the year X000. At that time, both he and Wei Liang were just born!

Lin Yi stared at the surface that had turned into a blank slate in a daze, his vision slowly losing focus as he thought.

He slowly closed the book and silently put it back on the bookshelf. Then, he glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was now 18:12 and the dormitory elevator would be open at 21:00... There was nothing else to do in the more than an hour during this period, so he had relatively ample time. Therefore, he did not choose to continue flipping through the pages. Instead, he just stood there, holding his chin and thinking.

Although he can indeed do two or even three things at once, his vigilance will drop when he is distracted and he can easily fall down due to various unpredictable accidents.

All kidding aside, even when Lin Yi was concentrating, he might fall off a level without knowing it, or his consciousness might leave his body and start dreaming without him noticing, not to mention the time when he was distracted and thinking.

At a time like this, if something goes wrong, you won’t even know how you died.

Compared to when he first entered the school and his level would drop whenever he thought, he is now much stronger.

He then gently supported the bookshelf to build a crude space anchor, and then began to think about the problem.

The first thing to determine is the authenticity of this fleeting image.

Either it is true or it is false.

If it is fake, then the reason is very simple: he saw it wrong.

In a chaotic painting, at a certain fading moment, a familiar scene appeared in his mind, and he mistook it for an acquaintance in a trance.

It is like the clouds flowing in the sky, which at some point become familiar to the observer.

What if it is true?

This will lead to an established fact - Painter No. 3 drew Wei Liang dressed like he is today in the year X000.

"How is it possible?!" This thought subconsciously appeared in Lin Yi's mind, but another thought immediately suppressed this doubt, "No, the question now is not whether it is possible, but if it is possible, what would be the reason?"

"How does Painter No. 3 see the future?"

"Foreseeing the future..."

"hiss……"

Lin Yi's breathing paused slightly. If the future could be foreseen, did that mean it could be changed?
Besides, Painter No. 3 foresaw the future 000 years later in X20?
Then, he drew what he saw?
Theoretically this is impossible, but now Lin Yi is "theoretically" doing it.

"If that really was Ryoko, then this seems to be the only explanation."

We know that it is impossible to predict the future...but if there is no other hypothesis that can explain this matter, then this is the only truth.

He suddenly began to mutter to himself like a madman: "Foreseeing the future..."

"is it possible?"

"Is it impossible?"

“…Is it possible?”

His tone was strange, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

He slowly gathered his thoughts, refocused his eyes in front of him, and his expression became very solemn.

This question is like a paradox that cannot be effectively discussed due to insufficient conditions and is not worth deep thinking about here.

He gave up thinking for the time being and planned to discuss it with Tian Bufan.

He let go of the bookshelf and continued walking forward.

Suddenly, he was inspired by some books on the bookshelf, and a light flashed in his mind.

"Wait! Got it!" Lin Yi's eyes lit up, "Could it be that——!"

He thought of one thing. When he was participating in that "feast" in the gymnasium, he saw a scene in front of his eyes where the gymnasium collapsed and the boss, physical education teacher and others fell one after another. If there are countless possibilities in the future, then is that scene one of the futures?
"Yeah?"

"Is that so?"

So Painter No. 3 also foresaw the future in this way and saw Wei Liang?
“That seems to be the case… right?”

"Le... is this really the case?"

It was as if a round table appeared in Lin Yi's mind, and all the people at the table were him. Some were listening silently with frowns on their brows, some were tapping the table lightly, wondering about something, some were discussing something intensely, and some were banging the table, signaling others to listen to what he had to say.

"No! This is wrong!"

"I was able to foresee the scene of the accident between the boss and the gym teacher, largely because I was in the gymnasium, and the people who appeared in that scene were all people I knew, and they were all scenes that I had already experienced."

"Painter No. 3 doesn't know Liangzi, so how could he draw Liangzi?"

"Even if they knew each other, Ryoko at that time shouldn't have looked like the one in the painting. She should have been a little baby!"

"Why did you draw it?"

"That's totally irrational!"

"You're not right either!" There was another "me" slamming the round table in my mind.

"That's right..."

“No, no…”

None of the Lin Yis who were arguing fiercely at the round table could convince the others. They argued until their faces turned red, like a group of forklift heads howling. The noise of the argument made Lin Yi's head swell and he became irritated.

"No!" Lin Yi finally made the final decision, "All these guesses are wrong!"

"If you just meet a corner of the future, you don't necessarily need to know each other. It only needs to leave a deep impression on Painter No. 3." "If I have a nightmare, will I think about understanding the nightmare before recording it? No! I will just record it directly! As for whether I can understand it or not, that is not something that can be figured out in a short time!"

"And in fact, this situation is different from the situations I've seen before, such as the boss falling, the gymnasium collapsing, and the school district overturning!"

"My prediction was a kind of speculation based on strong assumptions under the circumstances at the time... It was not 'foreknowledge' at all..."

"But Painter No. 3 is different..."

"He entered that strange valley and was haunted by nightmares. Maybe...his dreams transcend time? Or maybe they penetrated time?"

The magician who was "exiled in time" can also penetrate time from outside of time. Painter No. 3 may have had a similar experience... Maybe he accidentally caught a glimpse of the future!

Or maybe it’s not the future, but one of the countless timeline branches in the future?
But if that's the case, the vague outline of Wei Liang is mixed in the future painting that contains infinite horror... This sense of contrast is like adding a series of politically correct characters to a 3A blockbuster game, or a good fairy tale movie has to have some Black Snow Princess and dreadlocked mermaids. Damn, isn't the sense of incongruity too strong?

Lin Yi no longer wasted time here. After picking up "The 26-Year-Old Female Tenant in Hokkaido", he continued walking around the bookshelf area.

Next, he discovered a series of so-called "novels" or some curious "picture collections" in the vast crowd, including "The Bell from Doomsday", "The Investigation Notes of the Hades Detective", "Dark Walker", and "Lost in the Fog Sea". The contents of the books were also full of complicated, chaotic and weird elements.

Especially in a seemingly normal and fantasy book called "Starry Sky Fantasy", Lin Yi found an evil matrix sequence that made him lose levels as soon as he saw it...

It was a secret pattern matrix that looked wrong at first glance. The matrix was like a magic circle, with a base composed of three nested inverted seven-pointed stars. Each star tip pierced a raven skull carved from an unknown gem, and eyeball-shaped beads were embedded in the eye sockets of the skull.

On the outermost layer of the matrix, there was a row of twisted patterns that were unclear whether they were symbols or words. They looked like some kind of ancient writing, constantly interweaving and eventually becoming like thorny vines woven together.

That matrix, it seemed that just the pattern alone carried traces of the extraordinary. When he saw it, just one glance at it made his will seem to be drawn out of his body...

Although he restrained himself at the first moment, he was still dragged down and lost a wave of layers later.

There is also a book called "Night Eclipse", which is a record of an adventurer who calls herself a "martyr" about her "experience" after being polluted by the "Black Sea". She was eroded by the darkness bit by bit, and gradually sank into a monster that even she was terrified.

Most of the records in "Night Eclipse" seem to be fragmentary accounts, but after Lin Yi read most of it, he discovered the problem. This book is not a so-called "record" at all, but a trap, a scam, and a guide!
The "martyr" was already deeply polluted when she wrote these words, and she herself was clearly aware of this problem, so she used her accounts to guide readers step by step to follow her accounts to accept the pollution and become like her.

An evil preacher!
A martyr!
The reason why Lin Yi can clearly realize this problem is that the pollution he is now enduring has far exceeded the pollution that the "martyr" accepted when he recorded these words.

When he watched "Eclipse", it was like a circus king watching the clown's clumsy performance in front of him.

Come to think of it... I'm pretty damn proud of it.

No, I'm not proud of anything... Another voice in the intracranial meeting sounded speechlessly.

Lin Yi searched and searched.

At a certain moment, he suddenly came up with an inspiration based on the books he had read before - an inspiration about the boundaries of dreams.

He suddenly realized that at the border of the dream, life and death were not simple opposites, but a cycle, an eternal alternation.

Just as the dawn must come after the night, death may just be another form of beginning. When he flipped through the book, it was as if he had sunk into someone else's dream, and when he closed the page, he slowly pulled himself out of the dream boundary he had been peeping into. In this way, his new understanding of life and death was imprinted in his heart...

Time passed quietly, and at 19:40, Lin Yi left the bookshelf area on time with several H comics.

Lin Yi did leave, but on the other hand, Jin Jiuyao on the other side was in trouble.

Jin Jiuyao followed Lin Yi as he flipped through the books. Basically, he read whatever Lin Yi read. Except for some disposable books, he quickly flipped through all the others.

When Lin Yi left the bookshelf area, he also picked up a few books at random and took them out of the bookshelf area.

When he returned to Lu Zhao and the other two, even Lu Zhao put down his work and looked at him expectantly: "What did you find?"

"I found a hammer." Jin Jiuyao curled his lips.

"Oh, what kind of hammer? Take it out and let's see it." Lu Zhao's attention was drawn away from the map. He didn't realize Jin Jiuyao's self-mockery at first. It was not until he finished speaking and his eyes fell on Jin Jiuyao's hand that he realized that what he said was wrong. He immediately coughed and continued to ask, "Why don't you speak first?"

Jin Jiuyao pursed his lips, placed a few books in front of Lu Zhao, and then took away a book in front of him.

"Why did you bring back a pile of bricks?" Chen Xue asked in confusion, looking at the remaining books.

After Jin Jiuyao took away the first book, the other books turned out to be the "disposable books" that Lin Yi had read.

Jin Jiuyao told everyone about the strange situation he saw.

After hearing this, Lu Zhao frowned slightly. He did not rush to draw conclusions, but picked up a book and began to read it carefully.

The Wordless Book...

Wordless Book +1...

Wordless Book +2...

Jin Jiuyao pursed his lips and said, "Isn't that right? These are all books without a single word on them. I was very careful this time and specially put one on the top to avoid arousing Xiao Zi's suspicion."

Chen Bing and Chen Xue also picked up a book each and started reading.

Chen Xue was puzzled and said, "It's really strange. Not only is there not a single word on the paper, there is not even any written record on the cover."

Lu Zhao asked, "Recall carefully what happened when Xiao Zi was flipping through these books."

Jin Jiuyao was about to blurt out something, but seeing Lu Zhao's serious look, he immediately shut his mouth. After some careful consideration, he slowly spoke: "I don't know if Xiao Zi is really wrong, or if this thing is wrong but I can't tell. At that time, his eyes were fixed on the pages of the book, and that look was even straighter than the captain whistling at the strippers in the nightclub..."

"Also, his expression was constantly changing. Sometimes his eyes were wide open, and sometimes they were narrowed into a slit. From time to time, the corners of his mouth would reveal a perverted expression. I don't know what was going on, but it didn't look like he was acting to me..."

Jin Jiuyao confessed the truth.

"Tsk... huh——" Lu Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and let out a long breath.

Chen Bing and Chen Xue looked over quickly. They knew that even though Lu Zhao had a sad face, he must have discovered something when he showed that expression.

(End of this chapter)