Chapter 320 Song people voted? Or...?
I don’t know whether the news is true or not, so you’d better stop thinking about it. ”
“Oh, that’s right, let’s get to work...eat more, there will be a battle in the evening when you’re full!”
Architect... The boss felt confused.
"What's your major?"
"Uh...architectural design..."
Architectural design...is this an "architectural major"?
She smiled mockingly and shook her head helplessly.
The current campus is already riddled with holes. What kind of architect is needed to repair it?
Besides, for such a big problem, even if Lin Yizhen is that kind of architect, how can he solve it by himself?
Sigh...
She sighed, and then subconsciously looked for Lin Yi's figure in the stands, but this time she didn't need to search at all, she found Lin Yi directly, because she didn't find the person, but followed the flow of breath and locked onto Lin Yi directly.
"Oh, that's really the style of this guy..." A rare look of relief appeared in the boss's eyes. Lin Yi on the first floor of the stands was just like how he had dealt with the "original pollution" in the past. Even though all the mixed atmosphere in the dome flowed through his body, he was not polluted.
He is still the same person, maintaining his own rhythm...devouring those breaths hungrily.
From the boss's perspective, the blue aura and green aura were Lin Yi's main meal, while the auras of other colors were like dipping sauces. From time to time, he would take a little bit of it and then absorb it into his body without any harm.
Lin Yi handled the whole process extremely smoothly, no different from a dry rice cook with a fragrant mouth.
The boss glanced at the other sports students again to confirm that everything was going on in an orderly manner, and finally turned his attention to Song Rentou.
Song Rentou is still alive, but it has changed into a different look.
It was thrown on the playground, and after being exposed to the water, it became slippery like plasticine exposed to water, and could no longer "pin" itself back to the outline of a human form.
It is a bit like a metal liquid robot that is close to magma. It is struggling and twisting hard, but everything it does is useless in the face of its own collapse speed.
Soaked by the water flow, Song Rentou seemed to be in another situation. It could not turn into a dry and hard sculpture like a nocturnal species or a sculpture exposed to the sun. Instead, it began to become more and more pulpy, like that kind of fluid substance that is insoluble in water, constantly squirming over there...
It kept squirming, and actually started to move slowly towards the shriveled sculpture skeleton of the angry angel...
"Light..."
"Help, save me..."
It was clinging to the air, like a dying man struggling to grasp the only straw in front of him.
However, the Raging Angel sculpture was completely unmoved - it couldn't move at all.
Under the light of the old kerosene lamp, it seemed to have "died".
However, the mixed smells in the air still flowed towards the people of Song Dynasty...
These smells are not provocative, they are just food, and food is something you can take a bite of.
Song Rentou began to crazily devour the surrounding atmosphere, absorbing it like a whirlpool.
It muttered these words repeatedly, devouring all kinds of mixed breaths desperately.
Suddenly, its body trembled, as if it heard some strange call, and raised its head in confusion, like a dog that was gnawing bones and heard some strange noises, then raised its head.
its eyes were filled with a crazy and struggling light, but there was still a trace of "humanity" left in this look, but this kind of "human" expression disappeared immediately after it smelled the smell of those mixed scents.
What is left in its eyes is the madness, greed, desire and bloodthirsty look that burst out under the strong desire to survive.
However, just when it lowered its head to lick the breath again, that weird feeling appeared again.
It raised its head blankly again, but still found nothing.
So it lowered its head to eat, but as soon as it lowered its head, it immediately raised its head again...
This behavior looked very strange to outsiders, but only it knew that it was being treated by a species called The thing of "fear" shrouded...
its ears were filled with strange low sounds, noisy like a combination of the Cyber Scripture of the Great Electronic Music Temple and some kind of life-threatening Sanskrit sound, humming, humming, with some sounds like flutes, constantly attacking its cognition.
It struggled in the flowing water, and it kept rolling in front of the sculpture of the angry angel. Its body began to melt continuously, and the flesh and blood on its surface peeled off like mud, revealing its pale skeleton...
It began to feel fear, and fear was the last remaining primitive emotion it had.
Suddenly, it seemed to have discovered something, and it began to crawl towards somewhere in the stands...
In the process, its body began to annihilate continuously, and the remaining flesh and blood kept changing into various appearances while squirming.
These features all have charm, but there is no stable appearance, just like it has many faces, or...it has had many different identities.
It kept crawling, like a gecko with a broken leg moving forward among the water plants.
And on the stand facing the direction, the person sitting was surprisingly... Lin Yi.
"Save me, Lin Yi...save me..."
"Save...me..."
It's energy is like a gossamer, and it keeps crawling.
Lin Yi, who was sitting in the stands, heard Song Rentou's call. When he looked down, his scalp went numb.
I saw the Song Ren Tou, half of his body submerged in the water, crawling towards it like a terminator. The part of his body that was submerged in the water had completely disappeared, leaving only bare bones, as if they had been eaten by thousands of ants.
And the part above the water is not optimistic at all now, peeling off bit by bit like a landslide.
However, the strange thing is that this time, Lin Yi did not feel the slightest evil breath in Song Rentou's body...
Looking at Song Rentou's appearance, an emotion called "sadness" slowly spread in his heart, but more than sadness, it was indifference.
Absolute indifference.
Just like when you see a tiger eating a cheetah, you will feel a little unbearable, but you will not have any more emotions.
However, the appearance of Song Ren's face was changing little by little at this time...
"Save me...Lin Yi, save me..."
"I...I remembered...I..."
"I am..."
At a certain moment, among its constantly changing appearance, some familiar outlines appeared to Lin Yi, but it did not say the last words until Song Rentou weakly lowered his face into the flowing water.
Lin Yi couldn't tell whether Song Rentou deliberately didn't tell him because he didn't know, in order to deceive him into helping him, or whether it was really the case.
But at this moment, the scene of the Song people before they died suddenly flashed before his eyes...
The outline was reimagined in his mind, and then he began to fill in its appearance according to this familiar feeling, correcting its distorted face bit by bit, and then...a face appeared in front of him...
He saw the corners of Song Rentou's squirming mouth, which seemed to be saying——
"Old Lin, save me, I am Wei Liang"
Suddenly——
A splash of water exploded from the fence in front of him, and a figure emerged from under the water. The pale skeletal palm with splashes of water rested heavily on the fence.
In the mist, Song Rentou, who had been helplessly submerged by the water, emerged in an almost skeletal posture. Only the last bit of mud-like flesh remained on its face, but its whole body was entangled with a gray mist...
"Save me...I, I am...I am...Wei..."
"Plop..."
It slid completely into the water and slowly sank.
The water flow was very shallow, and it actually submerged the dome's playground with an extra ankle height. However, after Song Rentou's skeleton fell, it seemed as if it had sunk into the bottom of the sea, and slowly even the shadow disappeared...
Until At this moment, Lin Yi realized why he felt familiar yet unfamiliar with Song Rentou when he saw it for the first time, because Song Rentou had a charm of Wei Liang...
It seemed to have the shadow of Wei Liang on its body.
I don’t know why, but looking back now, he only realized this problem belatedly.
But... what is going on? !
Wei Liang, aren’t they all by his side?
Where did the aura of Wei Liang come from that people of the Song Dynasty devoted themselves to?
Wait
In other words, Song Rentou was looking at both Wei Liang and him!
The two eyes of people in the Song Dynasty are not focused, but look at each other as if there is something wrong with their eyes.
But...but he couldn't figure it out at all, and he was even getting more and more confused.
Even the piece of paper left behind by the Song people at the beginning seemed to have a hidden meaning.
But now the people of Song Dynasty still have no evidence...
This matter ends here.
But—is it really the end of it? !
Could death be another beginning?
Lin Yi had a vague feeling of passive entanglement...
The Song people who were sinking into the water...
The outline of Wei Liang...
The iron that penetrated the angry angel Chain...
Also, the figure trapped by the iron chain in the dilapidated and rotten sunken wooden boat that he saw in the vision, the figure looking for him in the passage of the submerged castle...
That figure... was calling his name!
Is there any connection between all of these...? !
That is a corner of the future?
Appeared from some kind of time gap? ——Well, there must be a limit to blind thinking...
So could it be that it was a scene that had already happened but was forgotten by him, and now it was recalled by him because of some familiar elements...? !
It’s so confusing... It’s getting more and more confusing.
It's obviously just a campus, but why...is it connected to those memories of which he doesn't even know whether they exist or not?
"I have to ask Ryoko later!"
"But...it's useless even to ask Ryoko, right?"
"He is usually evasive when asked about 'simple' things. Asking him about this kind of thing, why don't you keep talking?"
Lin Yi felt a little distressed and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
"Forget it, let's get down to business first!"
Lin Yi calmed down and continued to absorb the extraordinary power with peace of mind.
Happily, during the time he was thinking just now, he was still absorbing everything as easily and smoothly as breathing. No matter how many kinds of breath flowed through his body, he only tasted it briefly.
But as time went by, his vision became darker and darker. In contrast, the tracks of the various auras containing extraordinary power became increasingly clear.
And in the gray mist, there seemed to be some ripples that he could not perceive originally...
Those ripples were pushing slowly like waves. Each ripple seemed to have no rules, but it seemed to contain some unique rules. It was as if there was some mysterious, unknown, invisible but terrifying existence in the void behind the gray fog, and its breath was expressed in the form of ripples by the gray fog...
Lin Yi raised his head slightly. Gradually, his field of vision no longer stopped in front of him, but began to be continuously magnified by his perception, and he soon discovered some special places.
This gray mist indeed only filled the sky above the stadium inside the dome, and did not flow into the stands, but the ripples in it did not seem to be restricted by this space...
Let's put it this way, under Lin Yi's perception and observation, the gray fog is not like something that has invaded the dome, but more like the dome has invaded the gray fog...
Imagine such a picture, a person is sitting on a high-speed train, looking at the scenery whizzing by outside the window, rows of trees passing by in front of him, if this lens is zoomed out, Farther away, using the car window as a static frame of reference, the rapidly passing scenery changes from the original static state to a flowing dynamic...
And now the dome is a huge "car window", and the gray fog is the rapidly passing scenery...
The dome "intercepts" part of the scenery, so the ripples are not restricted by this space!
(End of this chapter)