Chapter 203 Look directly at me
It is mentioned in the Art Student Code:
Hime [If you encounter a sculpture while using the elevator, please throw away the student commemorative coin in time before being attacked. After returning to the art building, go to the art office between 0:00 and 6:00 to report the loss to the art teacher. 】
Judging from the current situation, Mao Feiyang did not have any "good opportunity" to lose the student commemorative coins along the way. The most likely reason was that he voluntarily discarded them because of such an unexpected situation.
But that’s not right. If this is the case, how do you explain their appearance in the canteen again?
Could it be that he came back again after going back?
The development of the matter seemed to be more complicated than Lin Yi had imagined.
As he was walking, Mu Daxian's footsteps suddenly stopped. He squinted his eyes slightly to feel his surroundings, and his face gradually became serious.
"What's wrong?"
"There's a big guy coming..." Mu Daxian lowered his voice, "Holy shit, don't look down!"
His quick eyes and quick hands pulled Mao Feiyang down, thinking to himself that this was really faster than his fucking reaction. Fortunately, I caught him this time.
"Uh...uh uh uh..." Mao Feiyang shrank his neck, "I can't help myself...what's coming?"
"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Mu Daxian asked.
"Let's listen to the good one first." Mao Feiyang said without thinking.
“The good news is, that big guy is not an “angel”, otherwise you would be in danger. "
"Uh... aren't you dangerous?"
"I can fucking run away, can you run away?"
"..."
"So... what's the bad news?" Mao Feiyang pursed his lips.
"The bad news is...that thing is stronger than "angel". " Mu Daxian thought for a while after speaking, and seemed to feel that he had not described it enough, so he added, "...strong in all aspects."
"Ah this..." Mao Feiyang held his forehead and smiled bitterly, saying "What the hell" for a long time, "Then we have a narrow escape?"
"Let me emphasize again, it's not 'we', but 'you'." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, "Okay, okay, I know you're panicked, but don't panic yet, I'm well prepared!"
He patted the cloth bag containing the paintbrush.
Mao Feiyang was so moved that he almost shed tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I finally understand why they call you Daxian. I have to look at you at the critical moment, Daxian, wuwuwu..."
hh "So don't worry." Mu Daxian reassured, "As long as it's not..."
"No, no, no, no, no 'as long', never 'as long'!" Mao Feiyang was anxious now, "Brother, I'm begging you, don't put a fucking flag up your butt at this time!"
Mao Feiyang said in his heart that he must not use the last flag to kill us...
Mu Daxian glanced at Mao Feiyang meaningfully: "I can't understand your brain circuit... Tell me you understand, you almost died. Say you don't understand, you are so stupid now."
"Your instinctive reaction seems to have been faster than your brain, your IQ and stress response, It seems to be moving up and down all the time..."
Mao Feiyang: "..."
Mu Daxian said flatly: "But the advantage of this is that you can make some correct choices at critical times, and the disadvantage is... you can easily cause pollution accidentally, just like what happened just now."
Just after saying this, Mu Daxian suddenly tensed up, like a threatened cat, and Mao Feiyang suddenly frowned, as if sensing something: "Great Immortal..."
Mu Daxian raised his hand slightly, interrupting Mao Feiyang's words, and then squinted his eyes to feel it carefully.
He slowly turned his gaze, and soon found that the corridor light on the 1F of Building B of the teaching building was flickering...
This flickering was very regular, like some kind of ripple coming, and then the incandescent light flickered for a while, and when the ripples passed, the incandescent light turned on again.
"It looks like this thing landed directly in Building B..." Mu Daxian's expression was very serious, and he put one hand into the cloth bag, like a police detective touching a pistol, so that he could shoot the gun at any time.
“Is it the thing you just mentioned that is more powerful than an “angel”? Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice.
"Shh——" Mu Daxian gestured and moved his eyes left and right, as if listening to something, "Yes, but don't talk first, let me observe."
Mao Feiyang stopped talking quickly, but despite this, he couldn't help but want to take a closer look - if Mu Daxian hadn't held his shoulder.
But Lin Yike is different, Lin Yi can watch.
He poked half of his head out from the covered bridge and looked downstairs cautiously.
I saw all the corridor lights on the 1F of Building B flickering. This flickering was regular, and it was the same when the lights in the canteen were turned off.
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There was also a low thunder in the depths of the sky, like a god wielding a giant ax to cut through the sea of clouds. However, the clouds were illuminated translucently, but no ray of light could penetrate the clouds and fall down.
Dense fog surged up from the depths of the mountains like volcanic ash, and in the dim world it was like a tsunami that was about to flood the University in City S.
Waves of waves surged in the green forest belt, and all the trees were trembling, as if even the vegetation was frightened.
The incandescent lights in the teaching building continued to dim in rapid flashes, and finally, as if the threads were pulled out, they went out one after another "Puff, puff..."...
Soon, the classroom lights of Class 2, Group B went out...
A time point appeared in Lin Yi's heart - "22:47:31".
It is "May 7, 22:47:31"!
This is also the time on Pan Jian’s digital camera!
Even the time is right!
He looked at the light group... trying to find some traces.
The light group gradually approached... Then, Lin Yi saw some colorful broken glass-like outlines from the light group at a glance.
"That's...?"
The existence in the light group is actually that "conceptual sculpture"?
"'He' is the thing that Mu Daxian said is stronger than the 'angel' in all aspects?"
Lin Yi was a little surprised. He thought this was the "angel" sculpture, but he didn't expect it to be even more powerful than the angel sculpture!
Appeared in the teaching building on the 6th! "
In Lin Yi's logic, the night watchman must have observed the gray fog invasion first and then started to warn. Only after the warning was given, there would be signs of the campus being invaded, right...
How can I say that I just used a telescope to see a Charge a hundred meters away, and when I turned around, someone blew my ass off?
The time and behavior do not make sense logically!
Is the depth of the message of this concept and sculpture deeper than the invasion of gray fog? When the night watchman saw the shooting, the bullet had already hit the campus?
Illogical!
Or... is this a "real logic" that he never thought of?
Lin Yi frowned. In fact, although the anomalies on the campus were very strange, after his exploration and Wada Bufan's discussion, he was able to simply determine some logic, but now something suddenly appeared that jumped out of his way of thinking about the question.
And this thing still runs through the key conditions of the entire set of questions. It is wrong to solve the problem without it - and you can't play with it at all. What the hell should I do?
He stared at this conceptual sculpture, thinking that it happened to be a dream, so he tried to get as many clues as possible. Even if it didn't work, he would copy the traces of "His" into his mind so that he could use "Minecraft" to deduce it next time.
He then stared at the conceptual sculpture intently, looking at the texture of "His", feeling the fluctuations of "His", trying to understand the existence of "His"...
Gradually, he flew towards the location of "Him" as if his soul was out of his body...
When his attention was close to the conceptual sculpture, he seemed to see the most magnificent gems in the world. Even though he had never been interested in gems, he couldn't help but marvel at the fact that there were such tangents and sections that transcended geometric structures in the world...
"He" seemed to have gathered all the brilliant colors that the human eye could capture, as well as those inexplicable brilliance that the human eye could not capture.
When staring at "Him", Lin Yi seemed to see the most beautiful thing in the world. He couldn't tell what it was, and he couldn't describe it in words. He could only feel a transcendent attraction, which gave him a strong, desperate desire to pounce in his heart——
All these emotions were beyond the control of Lin Yi. He seemed to have become numb and crazy. He just wanted to get close to the conceptual sculpture and forgot about everything else... Gradually, the scenery in Lin Yi's field of vision became less and less. Walls, pillars, teaching buildings... all disappeared bit by bit, and only simple lines began to remain in his world.
Just like art students learning the most basic visual perspective, these lines point to the same end point.
In this extremely simple space, Lin Yi seemed to be pulled by a pair of invisible hands, slowly drifting towards the bright and colorful shore.
On the other side of glory, conceptual sculptures are bathed in unknown brilliance, dreamlike like human silhouettes made of glazed stones.
A crazy and morbid look gradually appeared on Lin Yi's face, as if illuminated by the fire of faith. The subtle expression of every muscle revealed the piety and yearning for conceptual sculpture.
Lin Yi's eyes began to sparkle with a brilliance that transcended reason. The gradually crazy worship made people feel frightened and frightened.
Lin Yi's heartbeat and breathing gradually synchronized with the fluctuations of the conceptual sculpture, and each rhythm seemed to match the fluctuations of the conceptual sculpture...
His lips moved slightly, as if he was trying to recite some syllables...
At this moment, the conceptual sculpture seemed to have become the only truth in Lin Yi's world, a beacon in his life, and the destination of his soul.
This kind of worship is like a phoenix in the fire, burning the souls of believers and illuminating their way forward.
Under the light of conceptual sculpture, he seems to have found some kind of peace.
His expression became calmer and calmer, as if he had spent his whole life and finally arrived at the foot of the Holy Mountain as a believer...
He was about to sink.
At this moment, the minimalist lines in the world around him suddenly became distorted. The light and shadow around him seemed to be crushed by invisible forces, and they all turned into a messy line that contained some strange order...< br/>
At this moment, Lin Yi's subconscious burst out with a strong sense of alertness, but this alertness was like the awakening that comes at the last moment when a numb person is dragged into a storm, and it could not make him get lost at all.
Soon, another blind and foolish belief in conceptual sculptures took over in his heart, and began to lead him desperately into the collapsed light and shadow...
Just when it seemed that only "Him" was left in Lin Yi's world, Mu Daxian's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Holy shit, Xiaomao, are you fucking looking at Him?"
Lin Yi's head erupted with a "boom" sound, and his whole body was instantly pulled back from the dazed, numb and absent-minded state. He looked at Mu Daxian in shock, but found that Mu Daxian was not calling him, but shaking his hair.
Mao Feiyang's eyes gradually regained their vitality, but they were full of confusion and confusion: "I... I didn't look at it just now?"
“The “perception” of art students is the eyes, and you were... attracted by them just now! " Mu Daxian said with a solemn expression, "As long as you are curious about His existence, He will open the information to you..."
"The "Angel" pities the world and will not reject anyone's desire to admire, but no one can carry the flow of information from Him, let alone the thing below..."
"Your perception will push you towards Him, and His flow of information will pollute it. You... are like some kind of powerful cognitive toxin." When he said this, Mu Daxian suddenly narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Look directly at me, Xiao Mao."
When he said this, his voice suddenly became soft and magnetic, but it seemed to have some undoubted sense of "command". Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment and looked over subconsciously.
I saw pure and cold golden light flowing between the slits of Mu Daxian's eyes, as if the brightest moon in the cold, cloudless night was hidden in his eyes.
Mao Feiyang has never seen such a side of Mu Daxian, but in fact he has only known Mu Daxian for less than 24 hours. Naturally, there are many things he does not know.
However, at this moment, an adjective emerged in both his and Lin Yi's minds at the same time - a glance of ten thousand years.
But at the next moment, Mu Daxian's lips were slightly opened, and he slowly uttered a sentence in a cold and powerful rhythm:
""De jager lyset i tke blir til er". "
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PS: I am always too satisfied with this chapter. I feel it is not good enough. I have deleted and deleted it so many times that it is almost useless. Finally it is ready...
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