Chapter 387 This thing is much easier to use than big eyeballs!
Without the "Ouroboros Ring" this time, he would have been really in trouble.
He subconsciously touched the bulging trouser pocket, and moved the trouser pocket from the inside of his thigh to the outside...
Due to the shattering of the school uniform, the trouser pocket was dangling around his thigh like a tobacco bag. Plus, he was running quickly, which really affected the gun.
"By the way... the night watchman said this is the "final payment", so since there is a "final payment", there must be a "deposit" or a "down payment"!"
"The balance is an extraordinary creation, so what is the remaining part?"
"And the night watchman immediately recognized that I was the one who made the final payment...aren't you worried about making a mistake at all?"
h "The night watchman mentioned a "him", who is "he"?"
h "And the so-called mysterious creation map Spectrum, what is that? 」
The "Ouroboros Ring" is at sequence 101 in Extraordinary Creation, which means there are at least 100 more in front of it...
Are those "original apostles" really so idle, making inventions whenever they have free time?
Complaints are complaints, but his steps were not slow at all, and he reached the end of the passage in a short time.
He lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
3:11
Although I thought a lot along the way, my speed was not slow at all. It only took three minutes to complete the passage.
When he came to the passage, he quickly wanted to push open the iron door, but the scene when Lao Mo took him through this door appeared in his mind.
As soon as the iron door is opened, the unknown group of nocturnal species behind the door will pour in like mud, and he must be fully prepared.
He slowly raised the old kerosene lamp and continued to use his identity as "dormitory manager" to strengthen the anchor point. After doing enough psychological construction, he suddenly opened the door!
As soon as the door was pulled, before he could hold the door leaf, a terrifying force crashed into the door, like a cannonball hitting it, and the door opened with a "bang".
Immediately afterwards, the heavy rain mixed with the strong wind roared in like a released beast, and the cold raindrops hit his face like bullets.
The wind carried the rain, forming a sheet of white vapor, like a raging wall of water pushing toward the house. His hair was blown as messy as a bird's nest, and his ragged clothes were blown so tightly that they clung to his body like tattered stockings.
The dark world outside the door is like a huge whirlpool, constantly squeezing the storm towards this small doorway. Countless nocturnal species rush over after smelling the smell, like mud poured from a concrete mixer.
This was the first time Lin Yi faced the nocturnal army. In panic, he held an old kerosene lamp in one hand to control the light source, and directly summoned the bat with the other hand.
"I am the dormitory manager, I am the dormitory manager, I am the dormitory manager..."
Lin Yi kept chanting, with the aura of a game anchor yelling "I am the host, I am a horse" when his health is exhausted.
A strange scene appeared.
The scene that Lin Yi imagined of being overwhelmed by the nocturnal army did not happen. The nocturnal army that originally poured in actually let out a shrill and frightening scream after invading the projection area of the old kerosene lamp light, and then twisted ferociously, covering the part of his face that he didn't know if it was his face, wailing and petrified like the world-famous painting "The Scream".
The petrification speed of the nocturnal species is extremely fast. Once it enters the light range, it is like cotton wool being ignited by the belt, turning into a pale and dry white gypsum-like substance, then broken into countless dust, and annihilated in the storm.
Four words popped into Lin Yi's mind: Refining instantly.
He was overjoyed and dismissed the bat, saying to himself, "Old Mo, these things are much easier to use than wings with big eyes"!
He thought of the conversation between the boss and Lao Mo, and understood that it was no wonder that the boss asked Lao Mo if he wanted to take an old kerosene lamp with him. This thing was indeed very effective.
But Lao Mo also understood the situation of the gymnasium, so he did not occupy the limited resources of old kerosene lamps.
After he got out of the passage, he quickly closed the door. Without the obstruction of the nocturnal army, closing the door was just a laborious task.
And he has strength now.
But he was careless after all. The nocturnal species was afraid of the light of the old kerosene lamp and did not dare to approach him, but another mysterious creature was completely opposite to it.
An ethereal and strange long whistle drew his attention. As soon as he closed the door, he found himself being stared at by the Laughing Angel.
There was more than one Laughing Angel, and all the Laughing Angels nearby stared at him the moment the old kerosene lamp appeared, and then flew towards his location like illusory ghosts.
"Nocturnal species are afraid of old kerosene lamps, but the Laughing Angel pursues light instead!"
Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. Mu Daxian even used a light bulb to attract the attention of the Laughing Angel!
"I made a miscalculation!"
"What to do, what to do, what to do..."
He hurriedly thought of a solution. If he remembered correctly, the exit of the gallery was not far away, but now the outer wall of the art building was covered with nocturnal species like a swarm of bats. If he wanted to find the exit of the gallery, he had to use the light of the old kerosene lamp to search carpet-wide.
This level of difficulty is comparable to playing Minesweeper, and you have to play Minesweeper in front of a group of laughing angels!
How to play this?
Don't say that he is not Lao Mo, he can't pull the Laughing Angel out of the layer and kill him. Even if he could, Lao Mo's original effort would have been quite expensive.
What should he do?
There seems to be only one way left for him - to fight against the Laughing Angel?
"So awesome, next time you come to guard against the Laughing Angel alone! 》
Mu Daxian's words when he was aroused by Maozi's bitchy temper were like a boomerang that spanned a day and hit Lin Yi's head accurately.
What kind of gross debt should Lin pay? !
But now he didn't care so much, and he quickly searched with the old kerosene lamp, following his original memory, towards the place where the entrance and exit of the gallery was in his memory.
"It would be great if I could release my senses... Yes, sense!"
At the critical moment, Lin Yi didn't care so much anymore and subconsciously sensed it!
Invisible ripples were released with him as the center, and everything around him appeared in his perception in every detail.
However, before he could get happy, his perception had just crossed the illumination range of the old kerosene lamp, and the nocturnal species immediately became excited, revealing their mouthparts like mouths, and making a "click" sound to the air.
Lin Yi's perception instantly lost part of it. This kind of mental pain was far deeper than the pain of having a piece of flesh chewed off.
The corners of his mouth twitched in pain, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he no longer dared to let out his feelings.
"Damn, these things can also swallow "sense"!"
He looked ugly. He thought this was the ability of the super nocturnal species on the outer wall of the clock tower, but he didn't expect that the ones here can also devour perception!
Wait a minute!
Perhaps it’s not “the nocturnal species here can also devour sentience”, but “the nocturnal species here are the same species as those on the outer wall of the clock tower”!
Lin Yi was holding his forehead and thinking hard. A group of laughing angels had already come to his side, and then lingered in the light of the old kerosene lamp. Their pale and unreal faces were full of joy and greed.
They shuttled around him like plastic bags blown by the wind. At the same time, strands of golden breath were attracted from his body, and then split into countless filaments of other colors, connected to the body of the Laughing Angel like an infusion tube.
The heterochromatic aura after the golden aura was decomposed was like water in a stream, and it began to be drawn out of his body. A feeling of exhaustion like kidney deficiency quickly came to his heart - no one could bear the food of a group of greedy vampires at the same time.
Lin Yi is now facing a difficult situation. These laughing angels are all spirit-like things, and he can't counter them at all!
"No...Why can Teacher Wang pull the Laughing Angel out of the layer with an old kerosene lamp, but I can't?"
The Laughing Angel's gluttony continuously drained the golden aura from Lin Yi's body, causing him to break out in cold sweat. While he was searching the entrance of the gallery, his mind was spinning rapidly, recalling the original scene.
At that time, the Smiling Angel attacked him, and then Teacher Wang from Physical Education appeared, and then...
Then Teacher Wang did not confront the Smiling Angel head-on, but took him towards Laojiu The kerosene lamp, and then the old kerosene lamp was thrown away. As soon as the smiling angel got close to the old kerosene lamp, it was immediately embodied...
But why are these smiling angels enjoying the light of the old kerosene lamp now?
The smiling angel was afraid of the light of the old kerosene lamp!
"The exact same factors and variables, why are the results different!"
"Am I wrong, and are there variables and factors that I have overlooked?"
"The positions of the layers in the gymnasium and the art building are different?"
"Is there a problem with the Laughing Angel itself?"
Lin Yi feels that it is really possible that there is a difference in the Laughing Angel. The one holding an old kerosene lamp in his hand belonged to the "still saved ones", but the one here obviously had nothing in his hands and belonged to the "complete laughing angel". Even if he transformed back, he would still be a "dead body sculpture"...
Lin Yi felt that he had guessed a little bit right, but even if he didn't guess right, he had no idea to continue thinking.
What's the use of understanding it? Even if you know it, you can't counter it!
He thought of two ways to counter the Laughing Angels. The first was to guide them to the "Obsession Sculpture" and the flesh mural, and the second was to call the night watchman.
The call to the night watchman was not his unfounded delusion, but an article mentioned in the "Code for Artist Students".
Theoretically, as an experience student, he cannot abide by the "Art Student Code".
In fact, apart from not having a "student commemorative coin", he is more of a nocturnal type than an art student.
Coupled with the earnest teachings of the boss, when necessary, it is more correct to abide by the "Art Student Code" than the "Student Code".
Hence, when being chased by the Laughing Angel, he can go to the gallery and call out the name of the "Night Watcher" at the same time.
And the night watchman this time is naturally not the night watchman "02", but the night watchman at the end of the cliff ahead, who is in charge of the ancient green lantern "Mingzhao".
However, after seeing Night Watchman "02", he knew that the current situation was really not optimistic. When fighting against the waves and "Angel", if he was disturbed by other things, bad things would most likely happen.
And what is foreseeable is that there are also a large number of laughing angels wandering near the night watchman who is in charge of the ancient green lantern, but the night watchman ignores them, which shows the situation at this moment.
But there was one thing that Lin Yi was not sure about, and that was whether the Laughing Angel could chase him into the gallery.
Judging from the "Code for Art Students", the Laughing Angel should be able to chase the art students all the time, but on the way he and Lao Mo came, no Laughing Angel dared to invade the area around them.
At the time of making a decision, Lin Yi gritted his teeth, suppressed his fatigue with his will, and continued to sweep mines.
Honestly speaking, the "reserves" of golden aura in his body are actually quite large, and he can afford to consume them. It is simply because there is no need, because the lingering feeling of being robbed keeps him in a state of paralysis of will, as if he has been covered with a halo of vanity.
Suddenly, a smiling angel suddenly floated in front of him. Its illusory stone ball-like eyes, glowing with an evil and strange golden light, looked at him.
At that moment, a terrifying sense of crisis instantly enveloped him. Almost out of instinctive conditioned reflex, Lin Yi controlled his pupils in an instant and focused his sight behind the smiling angel.
Aren't you illusory and transparent? Okay, then I'll just treat it as a curtain of wind.
【You... saw...me...】
The ethereal and strange voice of the Smiling Angel, with an extremely evil smell, rang in Lin Yi's ears. The golden light in its eyes floated, like a private car desperately switching between the far and near lights, trying to attract Lin Yi's attention.
Lin Yi's performance was even more outstanding, perfectly interpreting the four words - turning a blind eye.
He slowly handled the old kerosene lamp and continued his work of clearing mines.
After several minutes of clearing mines with no results, Lin Yi glanced at his watch.
The time has already reached 3:13. After he opened the door, he wasted a full 2 minutes here!
He felt some pressure from time.
At this moment, a beam of light, like a clear sky breaking through dark clouds after a rain, accurately covered Lin Yi's body.
Lin Yiru was struck by lightning, and an unspeakable excitement suddenly surged in his heart.
"Teacher Dog...?!"
He turned around suddenly, and he saw a vague outline of a watchtower in the violent wind and rain mixed with water vapor, and on the top of the watchtower, a figure hit the beam of the searchlight.
"Hey, no... that doesn't seem to be Teacher Dog..."
The figure of the operator, judging from Lin Yi's intuition, does not seem to be the art teacher "Big Golden Retriever", but——
"You...are really the best one I have ever brought out..." On the top of the watchtower, a slim figure in a waterproof leather jacket tugged hard on the maudou that was almost overturned by the strong wind. Looking at Lin Yi's embarrassed appearance, his red lips slightly lifted.
Homeroom teacher-039.
No, the art teacher...
"Bai Fangshuo".
(End of this chapter)