Chapter 540: Dream Boundary, Telepathy

Chapter 540: Dream Boundary, Telepathy

Chapter 540: Dream Boundary, Telepathy

“Rustle… rustle…”

In the darkness, there was the sound of stones rubbing against the uneven ground, which sent chills down one's spine and gave one goose bumps.

The art freshmen, who were already a little frightened, became even more frightened, and the flickering candlelight made the originally normal lighting area suddenly become scarce. Many art freshmen began to scramble for the lighting area, moving forward in the lighting area as if they were stepping on shadows.

Almost all the art freshmen started pushing and shoving. Some freshmen at the back were unwilling to give in and pulled at the clothes of those in front of them to try to get a closer position.

Amid the shoving and pushing, someone staggered towards Mao Feiyang, as if trying to push him out of the illuminated area so that he could take his place.

"Eh~!" Mao Feiyang frowned, revealing a look of disdain. He dodged sideways and at the same time, he did not forget to trip him with his foot. "What are you doing?"

"I..." The man's thoughts were seen through, and he could not help but look at Mao Feiyang angrily. Then, because he didn't pay attention, he was tripped by Mao Feiyang and fell directly into the dark area.

"Tsk!" Mao Feiyang spat in disdain, and quickly followed the team in front to rush forward.

Lin Yi couldn't help but show some admiration for Mao Feiyang's micromanagement. His quick response, calmness and sophistication just now, seemed as if under Mao Feiyang's dark and thin appearance, there was a very sinister and vicious old man hidden.

Lin Yi suddenly realized that what Mr. Tian said was indeed right. A despicable person like Maozi would never suffer any loss wherever he went.

After a while, Yan Jinming caught up. When he saw the missing number of freshmen, he became anxious.

"Xiao Mao, don't let anything happen to you!"

Fortunately, when he arrived at "Art Classroom-IV", Mao Feiyang had already followed the front row of the team back to "Art Classroom-IV", and everyone had quietly returned to their original seats.

“Xiao Mao…!”

Yan Jinming pushed the door open and walked in. Many people looked over, including Mao Feiyang.

"Brother Yan?" Mao Feiyang looked puzzled. "What's the matter?"

"It's okay... It's okay now." Yan Jinming patted his chest lightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Stay here and don't run around. It will be very dangerous outside the classroom. You stay here until tomorrow. Remember?"

"Remember." Mao Feiyang nodded.

Yan Jinming left the classroom without looking back after he finished his instructions.

Mao Feiyang also averted his gaze, resting his cheek with one hand and tapping the table lightly with the other hand, seeming to be lost in some kind of thought.

Looking at Maozi now, and thinking of Yan Jinming's instructions just now, Lin Yi's face was full of strange expressions.

Admittedly, Yan Jingming's instructions were very important, but what Lin Yi had to do next was to lead Mao Feiyang out of the Art Classroom-IV through the dream boundary...

Lin Yi had a headache. He hadn't even started to guide the child yet, but Yan Jinming had already given Mao Zi a mental stamp. With this preconceived notion of "don't leave", it would be very difficult for him to guide the child.

He had seen how reliable the veteran sports student Xu Shunkang was at work, but he didn't expect that this veteran art student would also be so reliable...

This wave may be a little difficult to deal with, but we have to do it even if it is difficult.

But just when Lin Yi tried to call Mao Feiyang, he heard Mao Feiyang muttering: "It's May 5th, Lao Lin... I wonder how you are adapting?"

"If it doesn't work today, then we'll have to wait until tomorrow..."

"Old Lin, Old Lin..."

"Do you really want me to wait until tomorrow...?"

Mao Feiyang's voice fell into Lin Yi's ears, hitting him like lightning, shocking him greatly.

"What does Maozi mean?!"

"Could it be that Maozi already knew about my 'Dream Border'? Yes... I almost forgot, it's just my memory that's wrong..."

Lin Yi just remembered that Mao Feiyang's actions were also part of the plan. Perhaps because he had not adapted enough, Mao Feiyang's initial behaviors could not show his "true strength". His actions were half true and half false, but he was definitely not as panic-stricken as when he was with Mu Daxian.

Everyone is an actor, competing with each other in acting within their limits.

"Could it be that Maozi has been waiting for me to guide him to act?"

Lin Yi thought for a moment, then tried to call out.

"Maozi! Maozi! Can you hear me?"

He called out several times, but Mao Feiyang didn't respond at all.

Lin Yi couldn't help but touch his head - of course he couldn't touch anything in this state.

"Wait... can't touch it?"

"I can't touch myself... I seem to be 'non-existent' at the edge of the dream..."

"I don't even exist, how can Maozi hear my voice?"

"unless……?"

Except there is no need to communicate using language.

A light bulb suddenly flashed in his mind, and his will no longer floated in the void, but sank directly into Mao Feiyang's body.

"Maozi..." he tried to call out in his heart.

“Tuk!”

Mao Feiyang's fingers slammed hard on the table, and his whole body shuddered, with a flash of surprise in his eyes that was both unexpected and expected.

"Lao Lin...you're here?"

"Maozi, I'm here, I'm from..."

Lin Yi was about to tell Mao Feiyang about how he had infiltrated time through the dream boundary on the night of May 5, but Mao Feiyang interrupted him immediately, "No, Lao Lin, don't say anything..."

"Once you tell me what you know about the 'past', it will become what I know about the 'future' no matter what."

"You just need to tell me what I should do now."

Lin Yi's heart was shocked. Mao Feiyang's calmness was far beyond his imagination. It seemed that what Tian Bufan said was right. Everything was going according to the "plan"!
Lin Yi got straight to the point and said, "There are two possible locations of the 'Principal's Office' in the Art Building. I need you to go to one of them."

"No problem...but you should have already figured out the route, right?" Mao Feiyang agreed readily. When Lin Yi's will was imposed on him, he seemed like a different person.

"I guess so." Lin Yi responded.

Mao Feiyang nodded slightly: "If it's 'considered', that's enough. Tell me the route you know, and I will make some minor adjustments according to the plan you made, and then execute it."

"'The me back then'?" Lin Yi was slightly startled. It seemed that Mr. Tian was not endorsing "me", but it really happened. "Okay." Lin Yi nodded.

At the beginning, he used the quantum giant clock "Sanctuary" to gain insight into the art building. Although he did not imprint all the paths in his mind, he had a rough idea of ​​the approximate location of each area.

"But how am I going to tell you?"

"The way you are talking now, I can understand your thoughts." Mao Feiyang said slowly.

"Okay." Lin Yi responded, and then he gradually worked out the "Art Building Map" that he knew in his mind.

"So that's it... So that's it..." Mao Feiyang muttered to himself. As he continued to perceive, a faint golden light appeared in his eyes. Under that golden light, there seemed to be some weird and evil colors hidden...

After Mao Feiyang had sensed the entire map, he slowly narrowed his eyes: "'Her' bedroom... and the 'observatory'?"

"Yes." Lin Yi said.

"I know what to do." Mao Feiyang tapped the table lightly, as if he was weighing two paths, but it didn't seem like it.

Lin Yi was horrified to find that he was unable to sense Mao Feiyang's thoughts.

"Where are you going?" Lin Yi asked.

Mao Feiyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an evil smile: "Let's go see someone first."

For some reason, when Mao Feiyang said this, Lin Yi's scalp went numb. Almost subconsciously, he blurted out: "Night Watchman?"

“Hehehe…” Mao Feiyang laughed in a mean way and said without comment, “Let’s go to the clock tower first.”

"How are you going to find that road without the art teacher's searchlight?" Lin Yi asked in surprise. He didn't believe that Maozi could still summon the art teacher's light.

"I can't do it alone, but is it possible with you here?" Mao Feiyang laughed.

"what?"

"It's decided. You'll know when you get there. Let's go!"

After Mao Feiyang finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the easel, picked one and put it on his back.

"Although these things cannot be taken out of the art classroom, as the saying goes, in an emergency, we must take emergency measures!"

Mao Feiyang was preparing his equipment while talking to himself.

Some of the art students around him looked at him, and some asked, "Hey, what do you want to do? Didn't the seniors tell us not to wander around?"

"I am a born rebel. Now I am going to die. Do you want to join me?" Mao Feiyang smiled in a mean way, which scared the art student so much that he shut his mouth.

After selecting some suitable equipment, Mao Feiyang walked to the door of the art classroom. Before leaving, he glanced at the pendulum clock on the wall.

"19:44...departure."

Mao Feiyang opened the door of the classroom, and the damp sea breeze immediately blew in his face. Under the horrified gazes of the new art students, he left the art classroom and closed the door behind him.

“Rustle… rustle…”

As soon as he left the classroom, the sound of nocturnal creatures moving could be heard in the darkness. Countless pairs of furtive eyes were looking at him, making him touch his arm involuntarily.

Mao Feiyang took a deep breath and then walked quickly forward in the dim candlelight.

Not long after he walked, a staggering figure came out from a dark corner and slowly approached him.

"Maozi, be careful." Lin Yi warned.

"Don't worry." Mao Feiyang said calmly, "They just died. Even if they are replaced by nocturnal species, they won't be that aggressive. And if handled properly, they can confuse people...right? Zhang Lang?"

The first few words were a telepathic communication between him and Lin Yi, while the last four words were spoken directly to the newborn pseudo-human.

When the fake person heard Mao Feiyang's voice, he was stunned for a moment.

"Zhang...Lang?"

The fake man's eyes were full of confusion.

Mao Feiyang walked over with a familiar manner, but never let himself enter the shadow area: "Yesterday we were discussing whether oil painting is more realistic when it comes to overlaying reality, or whether gouache is more deceptive. Have you forgotten so quickly?"

"Oh, oh, I saw Han Xing over there. If you don't remember, you can go ask him. Oh, do you know Han Xing?"

"Oil painting... gouache... Han... Xing..." The fake person was confused and couldn't say a word, but he still nodded woodenly, "I... will go find him... go find him..."

"Don't forget, I stand on your side of the point of view!" Mao Feiyang made a dry dad gesture, then continued walking forward without looking back.

"I didn't expect you remembered all their names." Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"Remember this." Mao Feiyang curled his lips. "I just made it up. On the one hand, it can confuse their cognition. On the other hand, it can also give them a non-existent 'action anchor' to drive them towards a certain imaginary goal without hurting others..."

Lin Yi looked surprised.

"Don't be surprised, I learned it from a friend." Mao Feiyang said with a smile, "Oh, by the way, you should know him, it's Mu Daxian... Brother Xian was able to fool even the Laughing Angel, he really has something."

Mao Feiyang couldn't hide his praise for Mu Daxian.

But after walking for a while, Lin Yi found that Mao Feiyang still didn't go to the gallery, so he asked in confusion: "Maozi, you don't seem to be going to the gallery?"

Mao Feiyang said: "I can't go now."

"How to say?"

Mao Feiyang explained: "You don't have to consider the impact of violating the rules, but I still need to consider it now."

Mao Feiyang's words gave Lin Yi a reminder, and the "Art Building Rules" also emerged in his mind, and he naturally jumped to the one that Mao Zi was currently referring to.

[If it is an angel sculpture, please ignore rule 5, enter the gallery and keep running while calling the three words "night watchman". You will run out of the gallery and meet the "night watchman". Tell the "night watchman" about the encounter with the "angel" and he will protect you. ]

【Note: If you enter the gallery except in an emergency situation, you will be responsible for the consequences.】

[If you violate any of the above rules, the protection effect of all rules will be invalid for you. Please use your own judgment to survive. ]

"Obviously, I'm not yet at the stage where I can 'survive on my own judgment'." Mao Feiyang added, "However, it's still not easy to find a smiling angel to chase me now..."

Lin Yi licked his lips subconsciously. It was hard to imagine that the guy who was now looking for the Smile Angel to cause his own death had been following Mu Daxian in the teaching building in a desperate battle with the Smile Angel the night before.

(End of this chapter)