Chapter 87 "Yesterday's Self"
"This...?!"
He seemed to be a non-existent thing, not even a thing...
But he clearly felt the down-to-earth feeling.
"Wait? Keep your feet on the ground?"
He tried to squat down, and then he found a cobblestone road submerged in the thick fog under his feet.
"Cobblestone road?"
"This time... I dreamed of the road in the campus?"
This kind of fog...
The layers of the campus should have fallen?
But he was not very panic... because once he knew that he was dreaming, a person's courage would become correspondingly bigger.
Of course, some people will realize that they are dreaming when they dream, but their behavioral logic is still as if they do not know that "they are dreaming."
This kind of "I know I am dreaming but I cannot control my dream" behavior has not yet been able to obtain a scientific explanation.
Lin Yi did not dwell too much on this, and he began to walk forward along the cobblestone road...
Gradually, he saw the lampposts in the mist.
Those street light poles are like lighthouses floating in the sea of fog, struggling to hold open the field that belongs to the street lights.
Outside the cobblestone road, he spotted a moving figure.
Among those figures, he saw the security guard with an old portable kerosene lamp at the head, and those figures were clearly... a team of chefs delivering food!
As soon as the idea of going over to take a look came into his mind, his field of vision widened rapidly. He drifted away like a ghost, and soon caught up with the team.
In the team, he saw chefs wearing white chef hats, white chef uniforms and blue bibs one after another, and also saw the badges they had on their chests.
The chefs frowned and muttered words, as if they were muttering about the chef's rules, but the words were spoken at a slurred speed, and he couldn't hear anything clearly except for a few "don'ts".
He quickly discovered the green bib chef hidden in the chef team. The green bib chef gradually fell from the chef team to the back of the team. Then he rolled up the green bib and unbuttoned the chef's uniform with his hands...
"Hehehehe..." It let out a sinister laugh, opened the lid of the lunch box, and took a look at the food inside.
Then, he scratched his chest with his own hand and inserted it into the chest inch by inch. Lin Yi looked at this scene and knew that he was dreaming, but he still felt uncontrollably nauseated.
He felt extremely uncomfortable, his hair seemed to be frozen into ice crystals by the cold air, and there were millions of ants crawling and biting all over his body.
But he still stared at the behavior of the green bib chef, disgusting but struggling to open his eyes, not letting go of any of its actions.
The scarlet blood slowly flowed down from its chest, becoming thicker as it flowed, and then gradually turned into ketchup and dripped to the ground.
There was more and more blood, and the ketchup became more and more viscous, and soon it turned from drop by drop to wisps, and finally turned into a blood line...
"Tick...tick...whisper——"
The chef's uniform with a green bib was soaked in red, and the arms that were smashed into his chest were scratching left and right, blood was flowing out, and ketchup was dripping all the way.
"Found it... Found it..." It chuckled, with a look of morbid madness on its face that was pale due to blood loss. It slowly pulled out its arm and dug out its heart...
"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong..."
The heart it held in its hand seemed to be alive and was beating one by one.
But soon it stopped beating...
The green bib chef opened the heart, took out a bright tomato, and then threw the pieces of the heart on the ground.
"La la la...a little bit..." It fell at the back of the chef team like the tail of a crane, humming a dry, weird melody, and began to make tomato dishes, incorporating tomato elements into the meals...
The road covered with tomato sauce was soon submerged in the thick fog.
But not long after, a sound of "rustling..." came from the mist, and figures emerged from the green forest belt, either crawling over like humanoid spiders, or surrounding them like walking zombies, lying down one after another, licking the tomato sauce along the way...
In the thick fog, only the rustling sound was left.
Lin Yi persisted in watching the series of anti-biological operations performed by the green bib chef. His stomach was already filled with overwhelming discomfort. He felt that stomach acid had returned to his throat several times, but he could not spit anything out.
The green bib chef was obviously not happy and was about to start working on the intestines.
Lin Yi couldn't stand it any longer and looked away.
Suddenly, he saw a lamppost in front of him, and there were some figures under the lamppost...
One, two, three, four, five, six...
Those figures were so damn familiar, they seemed to be...them from yesterday? !
As soon as he realized this, he drifted closer to the distance and came to "himself".
Just when he got close to "yesterday's self", "yesterday's self" immediately showed some irritability on his face, as if he heard some kind of call.
Wei Shan next to him immediately knelt down, staring at his position, and let out a low roar of "咒咒咒..." from his throat, like a wild beast about to go berserk.
Lin Yi didn't know whether Wei Shan was looking at the void where he was, or this direction, and he was slightly startled... But he immediately realized something. When he turned around, he found that the thick fog behind him suddenly rolled violently. Along with the flickering weak yellow light, the security guard carrying an old kerosene lamp broke through the fog like a heavy tank and came to him.
"It's the security guard!" He heard Wei Liang's scared and excited voice.
This moment is just like that moment.
At this moment, the security guard didn't know what he found. He turned his head suddenly, and his golden eyes met his "yesterday self".
However, at this moment, Lin Yi was sweating profusely, his whole body was frozen in place as if struck by lightning, and he did not dare to move.
The security guard's hot golden eyes seemed to be staring at...him at this moment.
The security guard frowned slightly, and his sun-like eyes seemed to become more dazzling. He sniffed the current Lin Yi in front of Lin Yi's "yesterday self".
He said nothing, turned around, and stepped out of the light into the thick fog.
Seeing the group of people from yesterday following them, Lin Yi also floated over...
However, he frowned, thinking about an extremely serious question.
"What is going on here...?"
h "Am I not in a dream? Why do Weisang and the security guard... seem to be aware of my existence?"
h "Or is Weisang aware of the smell of those inhuman units hidden in the fog? Is this why the security guard smelled the smell of 'me'?"
Because Lin Yi vaguely remembered that when he and Wei Liang rushed towards the lamppost yesterday, the strange female art teacher seemed to be following closely behind them, but because he did not look back, he did not trigger any subsequent crises.
But based on experience, the fact that no special "plot" is triggered does not mean that it has not been "contaminated".
In other words——
"It's very possible that I was contaminated very early? I just don't know it myself?"
He couldn't help but think of what the boss said - "It's hard to imagine that you can come to the stadium alive."
"Oh my god, should something have happened to me from the beginning...?"
He couldn't help but shudder - even though he seemed to have no form.
He slowly followed the team, and suddenly, he saw the chef in the green bib slowly coming behind Mao Feiyang...
"Maozi." The chef in the green bib made a voice that was exactly the same as his.
Then, Mao Feiyang turned around subconsciously.
"Not good!" Lin Yi secretly thought that something was not good, but he looked at what happened in the past as if from God's perspective, and nothing could be changed at all.
The chef in the green bib drooped his head, and the corners of his mouth were curved like a clown. A dense white mist rolled around it, making it look as if only the sculpture-like human silhouette was left.
through out the door .
Mao Feiyang's eyes were full of fear, and his thin and dark face was covered with cold sweat.
log through through through in the matter ― He quickly turned around and fled , chasing " yesterday's Lin Yi " .
"Hey hey hey... you saw me, you... saw me..." The forest white mist rolled and boiled, and the green bib chef suddenly flew away like a ghost.
At this moment, it is completely different from the walking dead. It seems to have established some kind of connection with Mao Feiyang, showing an incredible hunting ability.
The forest-white mist carries its body like a cloud, making it like a ghost attached to the flying shadow of the hair...
Its blue-gray porcelain-like palms were gently caressing Mao Feiyang's shoulders, neck and behind the ears from a distance of one or two centimeters, blowing out some smoky white powder particles from time to time...
Mao Feiyang could see it, feel its existence, and even feel the frosting feeling of the white powder hitting his face.
But he gritted his teeth and tried his best not to breathe in these white powder particles.
But these powder particles were not affected by breathing at all, falling on his body like snowflakes, and then melted and penetrated into his body silently...
Just as the powder particles continued to erode Mao Feiyang's body, "Yesterday's Lin Yi" who was walking at the front of the team suddenly frowned, vaguely aware of something amiss.
Lin Yi at this moment was shocked from a God's perspective...
When Mao Feiyang was penetrated by the white powder particles, from his current perspective, he could actually see a dotted line that seemed to be nothing.
Just like a regional network, Mao Feiyang became a port, slowly dispersing the absorbed white powder particles...
In addition to Wei Liang, Wei Shan, Kuai Hongji, Tian Bufan, and "yesterday's self" were all "distributed" to such powder particles.
"This...? Maozi was contaminated by the green bib chef, and then...infected the rest of us?!"
"But why was Ryoko not infected?"
"What the hell is going on?!"
Lin Yi was confused. The content of this dream could not be described in words. It would be okay if he dreamed of what Tian Bufan had experienced. After all, Tian Bufan had described such a scene to him...
But the human sculptures that appeared later that could not be described in words and the current scene from God's perspective, which was almost like a return visit, were far beyond the scope of what his brain could understand.
At this time, "Yesterday's Lin Yi" led the team away from the chef team led by the security guards and rushed under the street light pole "Teaching Building-108", while Mao Feiyang was entangled by the green bib chef...
As if for free, the dense white air penetrated into the bones of Mao Feiyang's limbs, causing an unnatural green-gray white color to appear under his originally dark skin. His limbs became cold and stiff, and his pupils showed a tendency to slowly spread...
Seeing Mao Feiyang lingering and being polluted, even if Lin Yi, who was in God's perspective, couldn't help but call out worriedly in his heart: "Maozi! Don't be dazed, hurry up! Follow them!"
Mao's flying and dilated pupils suddenly regained their brilliance. He had a splitting headache, but he seemed to hear Lin Yi's voice. He held his forehead and shook his head, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Maozi, hurry up!" Kuai Hongji's impatient urging voice came from under the street lamp coldly, interrupting Mao Feiyang's doubts.
The chef in the green bib seemed to feel something, and quickly loosened his grip on Feifei, and huddled into the shadows.
Mao Feiyang ran away and kept up with his roommate.
Just when Mao Feiyang passed by and caught up with Wei Shan and others, Kuai Hongji held the street light pole "Teaching Building-108" with one hand and slowly looked at the green bib chef who seemed to have disappeared into Mao Feiyang's shadow...
His eyes were as sinister as ice and snow that never melted all year round, and there was a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
He spoke slowly, as if he was shouting into the air, or speaking to the chef in the green bib:
"Get out."
The chef in the green bib carried his lunch box and rolled back to the team of chefs...
Lin Yi looked at Kuai Hongji almost blankly, his mouth opened wide enough to fit Wei Shan's fist.
…
Lin Yi followed "Yesterday's Self" and his group to the teaching building, and counted the floors of the teaching building again.
In the teaching building in the thick fog, the only floors visible to the naked eye are the sixth and a half floors, and it is really difficult to see clearly from any higher up.
Seeing other people entering the stairwell one after another, he quickly followed them.
He originally wanted to wander in the corridor and see what other places in the stairwell were like, but he soon discovered that there seemed to be some restrictions on his behavior - he could not escape from the "Yesterday Self" group.
This dream...seems more like a supplement to the details of last night.
He can reproduce everything that he or others have seen in detail, but he has no way to spy on things that he has not observed at all.
(End of this chapter)