Chapter 363 The clock face of the clock tower
Without the overwriting of the art student, the painting was like a magic lamp with the lid uncovered. The genie trapped in the lamp suddenly lost its restraints and penetrated out of the layer as a free body.
His arms were equipped with sharp nails, and they rushed out of the wall as if they were punctured through a layer of plastic film.
As soon as the body of the Laughing Angel seeped out of the painting, it immediately turned into a translucent and illusive appearance, as if it had finally escaped from the ball cage. It showed a feeling of contentment, as if a person suffering from constipation had finally found catharsis.
However, what is waiting for it is not freedom, but Lao Mo.
Lao Mo didn't give it any chance, and wrapped his arm with golden aura. He stretched out his hand and grabbed its wings. His posture was exactly like that of a farmer reaching out to catch a big white goose.
The Laughing Angel realized something was wrong and tried to struggle, but was pushed hard to the stone slab at his feet by Lao Mo, followed by a rush of golden aura.
· Time is tight, but Lao Mo is not ambiguous at all. At this moment, he is a standard chef, cooking fresh ingredients with the cleanest techniques.
But this time is different from before. This time the laughing angel is holding a lantern.
Ever since, under the washing of the golden aura, the meridians in the body of the Smiling Angel gradually became clear, and then, colorful gases began to seep out of its body. Among these gases, mainly gray mist...
Soon, the surface of the Smiling Angel's body turned gray-white.
While it twitched, it seemed to transform into an entity, like an angel sculpture that fell from the sky but landed face first on the ground. The feathers behind it were as straight as blades, and the water droplets on the feathers gradually condensed into substance.
After it completely turned into a petrified angel sculpture, Lao Mo took out the butcher knife and knocked the case of the angel sculpture a few times with the handle.
The next moment, accompanied by a series of subtle "clicking" sounds, spiderweb-like cracks covered the entire body of the angel sculpture. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lao Mo patted it hard.
The angel sculpture peeled off like old tree bark, and a comatose and pale host appeared in the messy pile of debris.
This dormitory manager is slightly fat, even a little naive, and his coma looks like a person who has fallen into a dream.
At his hand, there is also a falling and petrified hourglass. The sand in the hourglass has solidified in the state of being spilled, and there is still a lot of residue.
Lao Mo took out the hourglass alone, and then rolled up the sleeves of the dormitory manager.
I saw a translucent card on the wrist of the supervisor. This card seemed to be integrated with the skin of his wrist, but it has not yet completely integrated.
Lao Mo took out the butcher's knife and peeled it off the host along the edge of the translucent card.
This scene should have been extremely bloody, but the host remained soundly asleep throughout the entire process. There was not even a drop of blood or ketchup-like viscous substance left on his wrist, just like a bionic man.
"He is hopeless." Lao Mo said, "Just like that art student."
"What you see of him now is only a 'human' form. His will is almost dead, which means that everything except his toes has entered the gate of hell. Based on our current conditions, the probability of saving him is zero."
"And even if he is rescued, he has no chance to leave the art building."
"Rest in peace." Lao Mo groaned, and the field exploded, pulling out all the extraordinary power from the "sleeping" dormitory.
As Lao Mo said, there was only the last trace of gray mist left in Plastic Pipe's body. When the gray mist disappeared, he completely turned into a sculpture and then fell apart.
Lin Yi watched this scene silently. For some reason, there was strangely no emotion of compassion in his heart. It seemed that when the hostess was annihilated as an "inhuman", it was no different to him than a dead beast.
"If we don't kill him, will he become a nocturnal species?"
“Absolutely.” Lao Mo said, “He will become a high-level fusion material with the qualifications to become an alien sculpture..."Super Nocturnal Species". "
"Whether it swallows and fuses other nocturnal species, or it is swallowed and fused by other nocturnal species, an alien sculpture will be born."
"Of course, the alien sculpture itself also likes this kind of material very much..."
Lin Yi nodded. All in all, he just couldn't survive. If the Virgin's heart overflowed and wanted to save him, he would also become the target of the alien sculpture.
Lao Mo glanced at the card in his hand, and then handed the translucent card to Lin Yi.
When the card was peeled off, the parts that were adhered to it immediately turned into petrified sculpture fragments.
“Boy, remember, from the moment you start to return, you are no longer a person without an identity, you are..."Board Manager-33-X0221119003". "
Lin Yi took the card, looked down at the number on the card, and then said hesitantly: "He... entered the school on November 19, 2022? It was already half a year ago...?"
"It's indeed half a year, that "33" means the 33rd floor of the dormitory building. If he hadn't been nailed to the wall by that art student, he would have become a veteran smiling angel, so I said he was lucky." Lao Mo held the butcher's knife in one hand and the hourglass in the other, and walked towards the exit without looking back.
"The same is true for the art student. Even though I killed him, he has actually been sacrificed. He just relied on the remaining obsession before his death to instinctively launch a resistance. If his body is not destroyed, although he will not become a high-level fusion material for alien sculptures, he still cannot escape the fate of being eaten by nocturnal species."
Lao Mo had already walked several steps while speaking. After helping Lin Yi settle the matter, his only purpose was to save Mu Daxian.
Lin Yi followed Lao Mo closely and rubbed the dormitory ID card that he had put in his pocket. Suddenly he thought that the state in which an art student used himself to seal the laughing angel in the layer seemed a bit like... a person trapped in the sleeping cabin of a spaceship?
Once the hatch is opened, will they wake up from the time they fell asleep?
"No! The Laughing Angel obviously feels relieved. In other words, its state is completely different from "sleep", but a kind of waking but unable to perform any action - the ultimate torture!!"
It's too lonely!
Also because they are just laughing angels, otherwise they would definitely go crazy if they were intelligent creatures. Lin Yi couldn't help but think, if he was stuffed into the layer and watched the time pass outside...
Lin Yi shivered subconsciously, it was simply a kind of exile, an absolute emptiness and loneliness!
Time has flowed through the ages, but it has not been imposed on me. Isn’t this a kind of exile? !
He quickened his pace to keep up with Lao Mo.
As the fog area faded, the wind and rain overhead gradually poured in here. This large amount of water mist was like the spray formed by waves washing against the city wall.
Lin Yi suddenly realized that the trickles that continued to flow down the inner wall of the stairwell were not all seeping in from the gaps in the wall. Perhaps a lot of them were flowing down from above and all the way to the bottom of the stairwell.
"Wait, this stairwell...has a bottom?"
"If I remember correctly, when Lao Mo and I went up the stairs just now, we seemed to end up here inexplicably, instead of climbing up from the bottom?!"
They just reached a certain section here through layer jump, and then started rushing to the top floor non-stop.
In that case...
What is the bottom of this bell tower? !
Lin Yi couldn't help but fell into a trance, and a ridiculous idea came to his mind. It couldn't be that the bottom was directly spiraling into the sea, right?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
"Here we are." Lao Mo's voice came from the front, awakening Lin Yi's train of thought, "When the hourglass turns back into a kerosene lamp later, you can follow the 'return' route to the elevator shaft at the observation deck."
"You will suffer. If you are attacked, but remember, it doesn’t matter how you are injured, as long as the kerosene lamp does not go out, you will not die. "
"When you get to the elevator shaft, just do as I say."
"Old Mo, what about you?" Lin Yi refused to give up.
"Me?" Lao Mo smiled slightly, "How happy would it be for a dead person to fulfill his last wish?"
He patted Lin Yi's shoulder.
"Don't be stressed, your task has been completed, now it's time for me to perform."
"Old Mo said, and walked forward.
At the end of the bell tower corridor, there is a sculpture that is like a sign. It is a sculpture of a dead body, no different from the sculpture that reminded Maozi to leave the stairs.
It's just that there is no door here, only an invisible medium that separates the two worlds.
If this was a canteen, there would be a symbolic plastic curtain, but there is nothing here, making it impossible to see the nature of a "door" here.
This layer of medium was like an exhaust vent, constantly spraying wind and rain towards them. Those who didn't know it thought there was a nuclear-powered humidifier hidden inside.
In addition to the water mist, the back of the medium also made some dull "dong-dong" sounds from time to time. These "dong-dong" sounds were exactly the same as the sound Lin Yi heard along the way. It was obvious that the source was above the bell tower.
Lao Mo's figure disappeared behind the layer of medium, and Lin Yi followed him immediately upon seeing this.
The moment he crossed the medium, Lin Yi felt as if he had entered a twisted kaleidoscope. The surrounding space was distorted in an irregular way, and complex noises began to ring in his ears. The "buzzing" sound made his head hurt.
At the same time, he felt rain falling continuously, and his hair was wet in the blink of an eye.
The water flowing across the cheeks exudes a faint salty smell. You don't have to know that it is mixed with sea water.
He began to wonder if he had started to fall off the layer again, but the gradually recovering vision and the back of Lao Mo in the field of vision told him that there was no problem with the layer.
"So...this is the clock tower?"
The world in front of him was shaking slightly, more like a fishing boat tossed by wind and waves than a bell tower. As soon as he emerged from the cabin, he was immediately wet.
But as he completely passed through that layer of void medium, this feeling immediately disappeared, and his vision finally recovered.
This is a square "room", about the size of an ordinary person's living room. At his feet and around it is the pattern of a normal bell tower. Three of the surrounding walls are carved with sculptures similar to religious murals, and the last one is made of an unknown metal to cast a beautiful totem.
This totem is very much like the pattern on the surface of a clock. Some special points seem to correspond to the positions of certain stars.
Around the totem, there are twelve equally divided signs, and there are two long and short hands in the center. The time of the hands is somewhat wrong, showing 10:42.
"10:42?!" Lin Yi was shocked, what is going on? !
He quickly lowered his head and glanced at the quartz watch, but the time on the watch was 1:18.
He was startled for a moment and then understood immediately - there was no time engraved around the clock, and the wall on this side was transparent. The clock was inside the building, but it was for people outside the building to see.
The surface time of 1:18, if viewed from behind, is 10:42.
The moment he realized that there was no problem with the time, Lin Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. Even he himself didn't know why he was so nervous.
At this moment, he looked through the glass on the surface of the bell tower and saw the situation outside.
I saw that thick dark clouds had already pressed down on the spire of the bell tower, covering the whole world like a soaked black quilt, and the spire of the bell tower was the "tallest one in the sky"!
Water mist fills the entire space, and even the wind in the square space is as uncomfortable as singing rap, and what really sets the beat for this kind of rap is the "dong dong" sound!
「Dong-dong sound?!」
Lin Yi seemed to have been reminded and quickly looked towards the area where Lao Mo had been walking. At this time, he discovered that there was another stone step leading to the top floor of the bell tower. Those stone steps were built in the corner farthest from the dial of the bell tower. When his eyes followed the steps to the top floor, he was shocked!
The top floor of the clock tower is designed in a typical Gothic style - no, judging from Lao Mo's popular science, it should be said that this design is the originator of the typical Gothic architectural style.
It adds a spire roof carried by four columns to a square building designed with a huge clock dial. The top of the tower is slender and sharp, like a sharp sword pointing to the sky.
In the four blank areas, six more circular columns were built on each side.
These columns are hollowed out so that wind and rain can blow in.
And in the hollow area surrounded by twenty-eight columns, under the spire dome, a huge ancient bell hangs impressively!
(End of this chapter)