Chapter 468: "I see... the mysteries of the world!"
Tian Bufan said indifferently, "You have trouble assembling a model normally, so it's normal for you to take a little longer, isn't it?"
"That's true..." Lin Yi said thoughtfully.
Tian Bufan said, "Before we act, I'll emphasize one last time. You use the 'Puppet' to attract hatred on the C Building side, while I'll improvise... Do as much as you can, but no matter what happens to the 'Puppet', no matter what situation it encounters, the main body must not go there, understand?"
"This..." Lin Yi was a little puzzled, but seeing Tian Bufan's serious expression and his apparent lack of intention to explain, he nodded, "Alright, I understand..."
Tian Bufan added, "On the way there, it's best to rewrite the Puppet's cognition again. Anyway, it's just muttering some nonsense. Just make up a name and fool them."
"Kuai Kuai, let's go."
After he finished speaking, he and Kuai Hongji set foot on the corridor bridge leading to Building A.
Lin Yi glanced at Tian Bufan and the others, and then manipulated the "Puppet" to step onto the corridor bridge leading to Building C.
In the original plan, he didn't want to go to Building C. After all, what kind of puppeteer goes to the battlefield with a "Puppet"? But he couldn't resist discovering when constructing the puppet that the strength of the puppet thread (sensory tentacles) was really limited. In addition, he would need to cross layers to make the "Puppet" better connect with the main body, so he decided to let his humanoid signal tower get as close as possible to the "Puppet".
Otherwise, if the "WiFi" is disconnected at a critical moment, it would be a joke.
Before leaving, he glanced at Zhao Lingxiao.
In the normal layer, Zhao Lingxiao was not in that strange butt-up posture, but was sitting limply on the ground, mentally dazed, her whole person seeming to be coated with a layer of bluish-gray powder.
Lin Yi sighed helplessly. Zhao Lingxiao didn't listen to his advice and insisted on peeking at things she shouldn't have. Now her will has fallen into the layer. If she can't wake up on her own, I'm afraid things will be ominous.
"Oh well, good luck to you." Lin Yi had no intention of saving Zhao Lingxiao. Although he believed that if he insisted on saving her, he could still bring her back, it was unknown how much energy it would take.
If the consumption is too great, it may affect the performance of their own plan.
After all, what he will face next is the "Ashen Apostle · Fire Man" and that large group of zealots.
Secondly, everyone is an adult and should pay the corresponding price for their actions.
He had advised Zhao Lingxiao, but she didn't listen.
In the end, Lin Yi, being the cheap dog he is, left a sentence of "Good luck" and stepped onto the corridor bridge leading to Teaching Building C.
...
Not long after Lin Yi left, Zhao Lingxiao's body trembled slightly.
"Huff, huff, huff..."
She gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling constantly. Having simply recovered some strength, she couldn't care about anything else. Kneeling on the cold ground, relying on her earlier memory, she frantically groped with her hands between the rough bricks, inching towards the place where Lin Yi had dissected the roots and constructed the puppet.
Her palms were very forceful. Before long, the groping turned into rubbing. Her fingertips were rubbed red and even oozed blood, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, still mechanically repeating the groping motion.
She muttered to herself, her voice hoarse and hurried, as if squeezed out from the depths of her throat. Her lips were chapped, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if chewing on something invisible.
She was getting closer and closer to the place where Lin Yi had been, and the frequency of her fingers scraping back and forth was also getting faster and faster.
Her fingernails were filled with a mixture of dirt and blood, as if thorns were seeping out of blood...
"It's clearly here... It's clearly here..."
Her voice carried a kind of almost desperate persistence, as if the lost thing was the most important part of her life.
Suddenly, her fingers stopped abruptly, her fingertips touching a small patch of slightly damp ground.
"This... !"
"Here! Found it! Found it!!!"
Her body suddenly stiffened, then she lowered her head, her nose almost touching the ground.
Her breathing became slow and deep, as if sniffing something, her gray eyes narrowed slightly, and her pupils began to contract to a normal size.
Her lips parted slightly, her tongue gently licking her chapped lips, then greedily sucking in the air here.
The next moment, her eyebrows curved, as if she had captured the most pleasing taste.
"Found it... found it..."
Her voice became low and hoarse, with a strange sense of satisfaction.
She pressed her face to the ground like a dog, as if licking something, licking and crawling forward.
At this moment, she was like a strange crawler with a somewhat perverted dragon spine opening, and the loose school uniform was pulled out of a curve that fit the body due to this posture of the limbs, looking both graceful and eerie.
As Zhao Lingxiao continued to approach the constructed place, she began to inhale the surrounding aura in a storm, wishing she could devour everything left here.
Sometimes her brow furrowed, the expression on her face twisted and painful, and sometimes she showed an almost crazy joy.
"More... I need more..."
Finally, she touched some residue.
When the "Puppet" initially took human form, under Lin Yi's guidance, it gathered those dark auras, and the "essence" in the remaining flesh and blood was also absorbed by the "Puppet" together, but even so, there were still some completely useless dregs that were discarded by Lin Yi.
All of these discarded residues were illuminated by the dim sunlight into petrified sculptural fragments, and there was still some dust that had not yet dissipated.
This part of the dust was the dregs of the dregs, and it would be annihilated by a gust of wind, but Zhao Lingxiao captured them before they had completely dissipated...
She greedily sucked in these transcendent substances that had almost lost their properties, and the fanaticism in her eyes was almost crazy.
"Delicious... so delicious..."
Gradually, a hazy brilliance began to float on her body, green, blue... chaotic, as if indicating some strange change in her.
Suddenly, the aura seemed to be pulled by something, and began to twist into a blurred outline of symbols, like some ancient totem, some strange text.
"I see... I see...!!!"
Her voice trembled crazily with excitement, she raised her hands, facing the dim sky.
"The secret patterns of the starry sky... !"
"Mystery... truth!"
"The real secret patterns!!!"
She seemed to see something, like a devout believer glimpsing a corner of the gods, and the corners of her eyes were wet.
"Teacher… I… I finally saw it… the mysteries of the world…"
The halo around her body became incomparably strong, but like fireworks, it quickly reached its peak and then declined, and finally even the cyan-gray color began to dissipate.
When all the brilliance had subsided, she was as calm as a helpless girl slumped on the ground.
But her eyes returned to normal, even more radiant, as if full of vitality.
"I… what just happened to me?"
She looked at herself somewhat blankly, and then looked around, still retaining some vague memories of Lin Yi, but those memories stopped when the darkness spread.
Next, she remembered that she was lost in the darkness, as if drifting for countless years, and finally saw some scattered spots of light, saw the broken starry sky…
That starry sky seemed to be a mottled corner of the ancient era imprinted in time and space, constantly refracting in unknown dimensions, and finally presented before her eyes.
"It's Lin Yi! It's that guy!"
She remembered everything—of course, only those memories that she still had.
She took a deep breath, and in the dark, she seemed to be able to sense a trace of ashes.
She tried hard to recall the broken starry sky and the secret patterns, and in a trance, she felt that there was a familiar taste in the secret patterns.
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Whether it was because she suddenly thought of Lin Yi, she felt that there was a human-shaped illusory outline in the infinite darkness, constantly waving a hammer and hammering something, and the broken sparks constantly outlined a certain pattern in the air.
And that pattern… seemed to be a corner of the illusion of the vast gods that she had glimpsed.
"Lin Yi…"
"Lin Yi…"
She murmured something repeatedly, and in the depths of her eyes behind the lenses, there seemed to be some kind of fanaticism, looming…
…
May 10, X023, 13:23, Teaching Building C, 4th floor, stairwell.
In the effort of crossing the corridor bridge, Lin Yi's will was completely integrated into the "Puppet", and its movements were polished to be not much different from normal.
By the time one person and one puppet reached the 4th floor, the "Puppet's" figure and pace were no longer unusual.
At the stairwell, Lin Yi looked at the handrail at the end of the stairs and frowned slightly.
For some reason, the closer he got to the 5th floor, the stronger the unease in his heart. He had a strange premonition that something he had not expected had happened in the area above the 5th floor of the teaching building.
"The next thing is up to you…" Lin Yi patted the "Puppet" on the shoulder, "Go, A'Gui!"
A'Gui was the name he gave after rewriting the "Puppet's" cognition.
Kui Tong Gui, homophonic Gui.
A'Gui means A'Kui.
Immediately afterwards, he answered with the will in the "Puppet" with a bad taste: "A'Gui… set off…"
Lin Yi (Puppet A'Gui) slowly walked to the stairwell, waiting for the moment when the sun was covered by clouds, and the main body walked out of the stairwell and stood in the sunlight.
He felt that if he had extraordinary characteristics, it must be "Superman", because he felt that he could absorb sunlight and become stronger.
He looked at the sky, observing the movement of the clouds and the changes in the light, waiting for the moment when the fluctuation of the layers appeared.
The wind at the height was very strong, and the lead-gray clouds were pressing very low, as if cotton wool soaked in sea water was hanging on the roof. It was okay if you didn't look at it, but if you looked at it, you couldn't help but feel depressed.
Lin Yi walked out of the stairwell and looked at the campus at the corridor bridge.
The handrails on the corridor bridge were covered with rust, and the peeled rust flakes shone with blood-like dark light in the humid air.
He looked into the distance, and the cobblestone road in the campus was like a beheaded giant python lying stiffly in the fog…
There were also a large number of ivy growing on the outer walls of the teaching building. When the wind blew, the leaves rustled, revealing the spider web-covered veins on the back, like the capillaries of thousands of dry palms.
Lin Yi had a flash of inspiration: "The path between the layers of the teaching building may have always existed, but there is a lack of a channel to open it up."
"If the clouds blocking the sunlight are feasible… then there may be similar methods of travel."
If the passage between the layers is like a contactor, the current will flow through the moment it is connected, and when it is disconnected, even if they are very close to each other, there is no possibility of connection… What is this situation?
He pondered, feeling that there was a feeling that was about to come out but he couldn't say it.
"That's right, it's 'door attribute'!"
It's not about the layers themselves, but only the layers between the 4th and 5th floors of the teaching building, there is a certain door attribute.
And when the clouds block the sun, the door opens.
"In other words… as long as I master the underlying principles, I will one day be able to open this 'door' with my own strength!"
"By then, I will be able to travel through the layers myself!"
Lin Yi suddenly felt that this might be the principle of how the Nightwalkers penetrate the layers, and it is likely to be a very basic technique, but because he didn't know it, he couldn't use it himself.
The simplest explanation is like the Pythagorean theorem. People directly tell you that the square of three plus the square of four equals the square of five. It is very simple to use directly, but if you want to derive it yourself, how much time will it take? Not to mention the talent problem.
As he pondered, he suddenly observed a thick cloud drifting over the Teaching Building C.
His eyes narrowed, and he decisively handed over his body to instinct, staying in place, and then using most of his energy to dominate A'Gui's body.
The time had come, and A'Gui stepped forward, crossed the illusory barrier, and intervened on the first step leading to the 5th floor of the teaching building.
As soon as its right foot stepped on this step, its sole seemed to sink into some kind of gelatinous ground, and asphalt-like mucus poured out from the cracks in the steps, wrapping its ankle joint all at once, and quickly eroding upwards along the leg.
"What's going on?!"
This sudden situation caught Lin Yi off guard. He didn't expect that the layers would actually erode the "Puppet".
"What's with the mucus?"
"The last time I crossed, there were no such strange situations!"
As the mucus enveloped it, A'Gui's skin showed a tendency to disintegrate like a wax figure under high temperature, and the vascular network under the skin loomed.
"What a high temperature! It's so hot, it's almost like magma!"
"Wait, this is… the aura of 'ashes'? !"
"This mucus… seems to be Nightwalkers? !"
