Chapter 371 Building a Dream
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Under the violent impact of the air waves, the skin on Lin Yi's face rippled like a lake. He felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced, and his ears were full of sharp The sharp, painful buzzing made me unable to lift my head, and my spine was almost bent...
"Don't resist! Accept the impact of the "Temple", its torrent will take you to every corner of the art building! 》
The terrifying air waves continued to vibrate out, violently rushing out in all directions. The body of the night watchman was once again shaken to the point where there was a sense of "stuck" frame dropping.
Lin Yi's body also showed a tendency to be annihilated, and countless powder particles floated out of his body like flying flakes of skin.
In his body, the golden bones were cast like gold, but there was a misty aura floating on the surface, which could not be dispersed no matter how the air waves washed away...
He lowered his head and looked at the time on the watch on his wrist, trying to relax some of the mental pressure and accept the impact of the "Temple".
But just this lowered glance made him notice that some strange patterns appeared on the dial of his watch, washed by the air waves of the "Temple". The patterns seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen them somewhere.
After a moment of confusion, he suddenly remembered that the pattern that appeared on the watch now was the pattern of the huge dial on the first floor of the clock tower? !
The scratches on the dial of the watch also match perfectly with the star junctions on the clock tower!
"This...?!" Lin Yi's heart was filled with turmoil, but he couldn't say anything.
At this moment, another wave of air washed down hard, pouring into his spine like an enlightenment!
Lin Yi felt like he exploded!
A white light appeared in front of his eyes, and his consciousness seemed to be violently pulled out of the familiar three-dimensional world by a pair of invisible giant hands. In an instant, the scene in front of him collapsed like a mirror being shattered by countless heavy hammers at the same time.
Space no longer follows any common sense. The originally straight lines twist and twist like crazy snakes, swallowing each other and splitting. The outline of the clock tower is like a piece of waste paper that has been crumpled into a ball and forcibly torn apart. Bricks, glass and steel beams are suspended and interspersed in a way that defies gravity and structural logic...
The black sky The sky was like a canvas splashed with chaotic paint. Blue and fiery red, pitch black and dazzling white were intertwined and rotated in no order. The clouds turned into monsters with teeth and claws, and instantly melted into droplets of slime exuding a ghostly light, pouring down from the sky, but suddenly turning in mid-air and shooting in various unpredictable directions.
His body seemed to be stretched, flattened, and twisted by invisible forces, his limbs were bent at incredible angles, his head became inflated like a balloon, his facial features flowed and merged wantonly, and his eyes shone with chaotic light, sometimes empty and lifeless, sometimes bursting with frightening madness...
His movements were no longer coherent, like a broken puppet being pulled randomly, and every joint made a creaking sound, as if it would fall apart in the next second, but it continued this abnormal dance with a strange resilience.
He found that the stone slabs under him sometimes became like the undulating sea surface, and sometimes were filled with sharp saw teeth and bottomless ravines...
The whole world has become a surreal geometry filled with golden atmosphere and bright white light. The edges of all buildings are composed of pure white lines, but they have lost their original outlines.
The space seems to have collapsed. There is no decent straight line in the whole world. The originally flat wall lines are now like living vines, twisting crazily. They are intertwined with each other to form dizzyingly complex ropes. The knot seems to be tightening the entire space...
The tile seams on the floor, those originally parallel lines, began to branch in various directions, like countless paths leading to the unknown, but they swallowed each other up and disappeared at the moment of intersection.
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Lin Yi's ears were filled with the wild sound of the wind, as if he had fallen into a huge, rolling return wind tunnel. The various parts of the body that were hit by the barrier could not be found in the east, west, southeast, northwest...
Another, not countless, tunnels began to appear in front of his eyes, like He was speeding through countless passages like a speedster, passages that were twisted and entangled with each other, or passages full of corners... His consciousness was expanding rapidly, as if flowing into a field with water, and then covering the entire field at a terrifying speed...
Countless details began to feed back to him, and he felt like his brain was going to explode.
"Very successful..." A disembodied voice sounded in his ears.
In these countless collapsed scenes, he seemed to see a blurry light, like the kind of LED lighting that is most common on operating tables...
"Very successful..." The voice sounded again, but this time it was louder, "Repeater boy...Repeater boy... Can you hear me? "
The blurry light continued to shrink, and finally became a somewhat illusory figure, a...golden, white-lighting ethereal sphere, which seemed to be the blurry face of the night watchman...
"02"? " Lin Yi spoke tentatively, and the extra sound gradually echoed and faded in the form of "02...2...2...".
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There was a violent sound of wind in his ears again, and the distorted and weird picture in front of him seemed to be showing signs of collapse when he said the name of the night watchman. This weird and somewhat extradimensional scene had a tendency to repel him.
"It's me...but don't focus on me...This will get you out of the "dream"..."
"Treat my voice as a kind of background music, now I need your "consciousness" to leave the clock tower and go to the art building..."
The voice of the night watchman at this moment seemed to be filled with some kind of magic, with some bewitching power, driving Lin Yi to take action.
He stood up slowly, glanced at his twisted body sitting in the dimension, and then flew out without looking back...
His current state is very similar to "Minecraft" when he repaired the stadium wall, but this time he left his body without constructing a "world".
"When I repaired the city wall, even though it was almost exhausted, I was not unable to return to the original body. Could it be that the prerequisite of "safe dream building" is to build a world similar to "Minecraft"?"
In the dream, overlapping "My World" with the real world forms a map, so that you can advance and retreat, and there is no risk of getting lost.
Lin Yi seemed to have discovered some secrets of building dreams, but then he thought about it. Although he didn't know anything, his instinct formed a framework from the beginning, allowing him to act within the framework, so that he did not lose his way home.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
You must know that before he had any knowledge of "My World", the first time he awakened that ability was when he and Li Huiyuan were exploring the teaching building. At that time, he almost crossed the corridor and reached the other end of the corridor.
At that time, there was already a faint tendency for him to lose contact with his true body.
If he had not returned to his body at that time but had walked to the other end of the corridor, would he have been lost in the layers?
Another time, when he was looking at the relevant green forest belt, his consciousness continued to penetrate deeper into the green forest belt, and finally reached the intersection of light and shadow, and faintly saw the outline of the huge creature entrenched in it.
He didn't know until not long ago that the behemoth should be the "Shadow of the Root", but he didn't know it at the time and almost got lost in it. If a furious angel hadn't happened to break into his perception and let him get out of the "dream-building" state in time, he might have been lost...
His body shivered hard and he didn't dare to think any more.
There were many crises along the way... and many of them were actually avoided by him inadvertently.
Sometimes, if you take a few more steps down, you may be in a point of no return!
He retracted his thoughts and began to spread his perception to the outside...
"Theoretically, wherever the air waves of the "Temple" go, it can become an extension of your perception..."
The night watchman's voice was like an echo in an empty valley, intermittent. Lin Yi knew that this was how the night watchman processed his own voice - "backgrounding" the sound so as not to affect the stability of his "dream-building" state.
In the dream-building space, regular graphics have completely lost their original shapes. The once perfect circle of the clock dial on the wall on the first floor of the bell tower first seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand and turned into a crooked ellipse. Then the center was sunken and the edges were raised, like a vortex being sucked into a black hole. Mysterious symbols were spinning crazily in the vortex, originally indicating that time seemed to have completely lost its meaning...
The four corners of the clock tower seemed to have been melted by high temperature, and the right angles became rounded, and then they seemed to be hit by something. The walls protruded outward, forming a weird arc, and the whole room looked like a deformed balloon about to explode.
He couldn't help but glance at his wrist. The watch was as strong as ever. It seemed to be the only object in the dream-building space that still had geometric form and basic logic.
He was moving, but everything his eyes observed became hugely different from everything he perceived.
At this moment, the bell of the "Temple" suddenly rang, and a pure white air wave with golden light quickly spread out in this twisted and collapsed dimension. When it spread, the originally illogical dimension was suddenly smoothed out like a wrinkled sheet meeting a pair of invisible hands, but after being smoothed out, the wrinkles immediately returned to their original shape.
Lin Yi seemed to understand something. The night watchman wanted to find something but was silent, so the only thing he could do was to first find the corresponding logic in the layer of this dimension. And the only way to do this was to capture a certain "path" through the air waves released by the "Temple", and then conduct a carpet search.
And that air wave... it seems that it does not ring once when the night watchman strikes the bell, but once, and then the aftermath waves come one after another. The night watchman only strikes the quantum bell again when the final aftermath is gone.
"Since I don't know what the night watchman is looking for, I might as well take this opportunity to explore the art building! When 3 o'clock comes, I will return here!" Lin Yi felt enlightened. The air wave of the quantum clock was centered around the night watchman, so he only needed to go back in the direction of the spread of the air wave.
His mind changed when the next air wave occurred, and then his consciousness drifted away and came outside the wall of the bell tower!
He then saw the sticky black gelatinous liquid creatures crawling all over the outer wall. When the air waves spread out, many black gelatinous substances were annihilated on the spot, but those that had survived until now became extremely condensed...
Moreover, when his consciousness drifted, the black gelatinous substances seemed to be perceptible, constantly making "hissing" roars towards his location, and some of them seemed to reveal fangs that were in a solid-liquid state.
In the twisted layer, those small mouths are like the mouthparts of an alien that are filled with corrosive liquid.
Lin Yi could even sense some dangerous aura from them, just like a deep diver who saw large, writhing seaweeds growing on the seabed.
"What on earth is that...?"
This question subconsciously popped up in Lin Yi's mind.
The next moment, the "narration" of the night watchman sounded in the background: "They are the descendants of pure nocturnal species after countless iterations...a nest-type nocturnal species with strong pollution ability..."
"They are completely different from traditional nocturnal species, and their formation means the emergence of a "nest"..."
"Is this a "snake nest"? Lin Yi asked in a low voice.
The night watchman's voice continued: "Their size is far from reaching the level of a "snake nest", and around the "angels", they are far from having the chance to become a "snake nest". At best, they can only reach the hazard level of angel sculptures... You can think of them as the most dangerous "super nocturnal species" among nocturnal species, or alien angels. "
“But isn’t “Snake Nest” a type of alien angel? How..."
"This is not something you need to consider... I remind you, your will should not leave the Art Building. I can still protect you when you are near me, but if you wander around when you leave the clock tower, you will be attracted by the "angel". ”
“Although the air waves of the "Temple" will suppress the activity of the alien angels, the farther the distance, the worse the suppression force. You should be careful..."
"Dream building is not an invincible state. After receiving the protection of the field, you are playing hide and seek with death. "
"Don't take it lightly at any time. The crisis of "time" is just one of the crises you will encounter in the process of "building a dream". 》
(End of this chapter)