Chapter 238 Chef Sculpture
This hill is actually not too steep. The cobblestone roads of S City University seem to have deliberately avoided some treacherous terrain when they were laid. So the question is not whether the hill is steep or not, but that this hill is a hill of S City University. If your foot slips, there is no guarantee where you will end up.
Of course, this seems to be what Wei Liang is considering.
Lin Yi on the other side was actually sweating profusely.
When was the last time he had "visual" problems in the cafeteria area?
May 7th, right?
This is not what happened yesterday!
On May 7, he once saw a steep cliff in front of the sign in front of the canteen. Instead of seeing the canteen, he climbed back to his own layer with great effort and pulled himself back.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong again now, and this time, the layer changes appeared more naturally than last time!
There is no sign, no warning, it is impossible to guard against!
This strange sense of penetration, as silent as drizzle, made Lin Yi feel creepy.
"There..." Lin Yi slowly approached the "Canteen-051" lamppost.
"Holy shit, Lao Lin, you still dare to go?" Wei Liang said anxiously.
Lin Yi turned around and said, "It's different this time. I won't get close to that slope. I'm just going to look at the light pole." In fact, he was originally going to look at the light pole, but he seemed to be attracted by some indescribable force and crossed the boundary of the light pole.
"You...be careful." Wei Liang couldn't help but said.
"Yeah." Lin Yi nodded and came back to the lamppost of "Canteen-051".
He gently stroked the lamppost, looking for the aura that carried "malice", and tried to arouse "his vision"...
Gradually, a hazy haze began to appear on his body, giving him a sense of déjà vu. At the same time, the cold hairs on his arms began to stand up, feeling the cold feeling around him like static electricity.
The warm sunshine in the early morning began to lose its temperature on Lin Yi's body surface. The gloomy chill seemed to slowly seep out from the void, lingering around Lin Yi like mist, and began to squeeze the hazy layer of mist on his body surface.
Wei Shan seemed to have sensed something. He was about to approach Lin Yi as if he was facing a powerful enemy, but Tian Bufan raised his hand to stop him.
Wei Liang rarely said anything and looked at Lin Yi from the side, wondering what he was thinking.
He gently pulled the brim of his peaked cap, and the upper half of his face fell into the shadows where no light could be found. There was no expression on the whole face, and the worried look just now seemed to have been completely wiped away.
At this time, Lin Yi vaguely felt as if an abyss had opened behind him, and a strange aura slowly poked out from it like an invisible tentacle. Like those cold auras, it began to wrap around his body.
Lin Yi's heart was as clear as ice and he was not affected by this feeling. After a while, the sky-blue steam was observed in his vision again.
He lowered his head slightly and saw the magma-like tomato sauce flowing under the cobblestone road under his feet. As his eyes moved, he fell on the street light pole at hand.
This street lamp pole that has lost its number seems to have been cut off from the sky-blue energy flow. The extraordinary power in the tomato sauce magma can only linger and squirm at its base, but cannot flow into the light bulb like a siphon.
"This street light pole was abandoned because the number was not added in time..."
"It is the responsibility of the black bib chef to repair the street light pole...Does this mean that something unexpected happened to the group of black bib chefs?"
Lin Yi didn't know when the black bib chefs were dispatched, but judging from the fact that the code did not mention them, the period when the black bib chefs were "on duty" would not be seen by the experience students, so Lin Yi speculated that it might be between 21:00 that day and 6:40 the next day.
During this time, the chef in the black bib would leave the cafeteria and transform into a maintenance man to maintain some facilities on campus, because he had not found any abandoned lampposts near the cobblestone road in the past few days.
According to Mu Daxian, if this kind of street light pole is abandoned, it will be abandoned in the green forest belt and will not "return" here as the layer is restored.
At this failed street light pole, the "malice" was clearer than in other areas. It was accompanied by the cold wind from the green forest belt, mixed with the weird and evil atmosphere, and penetrated in threads.
"Light poles are like fences, even when the lights are not on, they have a certain "function"!"
"They can block malicious penetration from other layers!"
"That's it!"
Lin Yi figured this out now, but what's incredible is that the person who "led" him to focus on the lamppost...
It was Wei Liang.
No, it’s——Zhuge Wei Liang.
"Is it true that "Zhuang Liangzi is so wise but almost a demon"...?"
He looked at Wei Liang with a strange expression.
Wei Liang pushed up the brim of his hat without leaving a trace, revealing his face.
He was extremely unnatural by Lin Yi's eyes, and thought to himself that there was something wrong with Lao Lin today. Could he really say "Brother, love smells so good"?
He couldn't help but shiver, and felt a slight tightening in his anus area, and couldn't help but angrily yelled: "Damn it, don't look at me, can you look at someone else? My anus is under great pressure when you look like this, ah No, I'm under a lot of pressure! "
"Damn, I'm impressed! Damn it...forget it, I'll tell you later." Lin Yi glanced at Wei Liang speechlessly, then glanced down at his watch.
6:53.
Time seems to be abundant but it is not that abundant.
"Take another two minutes to observe, if not, go to the cafeteria first... finish breakfast and then study other things."
He cast his sights on the area outside the street light pole - a small steep slope with green grass, and beyond that were some roots of flowers and trees emerging from the soil, then a sparse shrub, and then a green forest belt.
Soon, a wisp of breath near his feet attracted Lin Yi's attention. He looked down and immediately discovered that the tomato sauce flowing under the cobblestone road seemed to have overflowed and slid down the slope bit by bit. The traces formed by the flow seemed to be a ferocious network composed of tentacles, as if it was trying to wrap up the entire hillside.
As his eyes followed the ketchup and looked down the slope, the originally hard-to-perceive "malice" began to gurgling like streams converging into a river, and spread toward him from the green forest belt...
That kind of "malice" actually spread from the green forest belt in the canteen area!
"Could it come from the phalanx of dummy sculptures?" Lin Yi thought thoughtfully.
Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew through the mountains, and the green forest belt came to life as if it suddenly had life. The forest leaves were more like the head of a brothel, holding some of the leaves open like a pipa, revealing what had been covered up by it.
At that moment, Lin Yi felt cold all over, as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow at dozens of degrees below zero.
He saw a sculpture.
But if it is an ordinary sculpture square, forget it. The common Lin Yi will not cause too many waves at all. But the key is that those sculptures are not students, but -
Chefs!
In University S, the standard for judging a chef’s identity is not his square chef’s hat, but his bib.
All the chefs wear a bib.
The chefs in front of me are not ordinary chefs, they seem to be... chefs in black bibs.
This is Lin Yi's intuition.
Hence, the black bib chef's bib is essentially different from the blue bib chef's and green bib chef's bibs - the bibs of the latter two are oilcloth texture, while the black bib chef's bib is a thick leather bib like that of a butcher.
Hence, there is a clear difference in thickness between the two bibs.
Of course, Lin Yi didn't know whether the thickness of the bib would change with the sculpting, so he was not sure whether the sculptures of chefs were chefs with black bibs. He could only make a preliminary judgment through intuition.
Furthermore, these chef sculptures are not neatly arranged like a phalanx of sculptures. They are each frozen in different movements and expressions, with ferocious and twisted expressions on their faces, staring like bells. Some are like the glaring King Kong in the temple, while some are like hysterical super villains.
Most of their limbs are missing arms, short legs, and are in dilapidated condition. Some even have part of their heads chopped off, and the rest of them are also scarred. There is no intact thing at all.
When seeing these sculptures of chefs with black bibs, Lin Yi's first reaction was that he seemed to see those soldiers who were forever frozen in the snow in the middle of the last century...
These chefs with black bibs seemed to have been fighting until the moment they ran out of oil and completely petrified.
They are no longer alive at all, but judging from their faces, you can still feel a shocking sense of blood.
They seem to be entangled with an unyielding spirit.
But at the same time - that strong "malice" also comes from them!
【Kill——】
【Kill——】
Lin Yi's ears seemed to hear an overwhelming roar, with endless violence and murderous intent, coming like a wave.
Where is the malice? !
There is no malice at all! !
Only murderous intent!
"That's not right!"
Lin Yi suddenly realized that the "malice" did not come from the black bib chef at all, but from——
His eyes suddenly flashed a golden light, and at this moment, his eyes were like eagles piercing the surface... He saw it!
Around the chef in the black bib, there are some sculpture fragments in the shape of feathers!
Sculptured feather fragments!
《You can lure them here, and then I will take action! 》
Lao Mo's words were like thunder, exploding in Lin Yi's mind!
Those are the feathers of the angel sculpture!
Lin Yi suddenly understood - it was not that Lao Mo had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture, but it seemed that the group of black bib chefs had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture!
Could it be - some kind of extraordinary characteristic attached to a profession? !
Just like the head teacher-039, it seems that he once mentioned something like expulsion!
Hence, the black bib chef can fight against the angel sculpture... But judging from the situation, it seems that the price required for such a confrontation is also extremely serious.
Lin Yi's eyes wandered through the headless chef sculptures, but apart from the sculpted feather fragments, he couldn't find any sculptures that looked like angel sculptures at all!
This means that so many black bib chefs have died but not even one angel sculpture has been left behind? !
Or, he only knows about the Laughing Archangel, and the other two angel sculptures only heard Mu Daxian’s descriptions, so even if the sculptures of the Raging Angel and the Alien Angel appear there, he may not recognize them?
He was not sure, so he did not dare to jump to conclusions.
But he immediately noticed that the sculpted feather fragments were very strange. At first glance they looked like feathers, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to see something unusual...
Just when Lin Yi focused his attention on the sculpted feather fragment, the feather fragment trembled slightly...
The next moment, a fine crack suddenly appeared on the feather fragment, and then, the crack suddenly broke open!
The cracks opened and closed, and an eyeball popped out of the feather!
The eyeball was covered with golden circular lines, like an eagle's eye. As soon as it appeared, the space around it seemed to be distorted, and there was a strange sense of collapse.
Lin Yi, who was looking at it, felt a terrifying chill rush directly to Tian Ling Gai at this moment. He felt as if his soul was caught by that eye, floating out as if it was captured from the body!
At the same time, the endless "malice" was like a river suddenly bursting its banks in a storm, rushing towards Lin Yi!
Lin Yi's pupils were shaking. He seemed to see a tsunami composed of living nocturnal species squirming, rushing towards him like a sky and the sun!
"Not good!"
"The layer has dropped!!"
"I must have dropped the layer!!!"
Lin Yi secretly knew something was wrong, and he hurried away as soon as he realized it. He reached into his pocket, grabbed his student ID card and started roaring in his heart: "I am Lin Yi, my student number is
「Canteen-051」The street light pole has no white paint number at all!
"I am Lin Yi, my student number is 】
【I am Lin Yi, and I am believing in angels! ! ! 】
【Believe in angels! ! ! 】
A strange and demonic sound wave distorted his will. It was born from the void and surrounded his ears like countless smoke rings.
This sound... sounds like a cult choir, but not really. I don’t know where it came from, but it seems to be everywhere.
Suddenly, Lin Yi saw that the chef sculptures seemed to be squirming. They were like puppets controlled by demons. They squirmed one after another, facing Lin Yi with hateful faces, and uttered strange chants, as if they were trying to save him.
【Believe in angels! ! ! 】
Thanks to the book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward! !
(End of this chapter)