Chapter 391 The lobby of the Art Building, on the verge of collapse! (Add 500 words)
Seeing the fog encroaching on the limited space in the cabin bit by bit, Lin Yi adjusted his breathing to try to stay calm. Then his brain worked quickly, retrieving all the details like a humanoid computer.
If you want to answer the question, you must solve the question stem, and if you want to save yourself, you must understand the current question stem - that is, his own current state!
"The old kerosene lamp is in my hand and the flow of time is normal. All this shows that I am not building a dream and am still in reality..."
"But the gallery is twisted and stretched, and the surrounding environment is obviously not right...Obviously, it is not very accurate in reality..."
"Is there a state in which I am in reality but not yet...?"
It seems... there really is.
"'My World'?!"
Lin Yi reacted suddenly. At a certain moment, his consciousness left his body!
He has repeatedly seen the little girl appearing not far away from him many times. It must be that moment!
His consciousness left his body, and he instinctively pulled his consciousness back into his body. After repeated repetitions, the scene of seeing the little girl appeared many times!
It’s not that the gallery is endless, but that he is trapped within that limited distance!
It is very simple to verify this conjecture!
“Go back!”
Lin Yi had a change of thought. If he could go back, it meant that his answer was correct. If he couldn't go back, he would continue to solve the problem!
As expected, the surrounding environment that was still slowly changing immediately solidified, and then the thick fog began to retreat, and the speed became faster and faster. In the end, it was like a table of dishes that were eaten well, but suddenly someone grabbed the tablecloth and ripped it off.
His perspective became blurry, and then he felt the position of his body.
He looked back and saw his own body running while scraping away bones and flesh at the origin of his retracement.
It's just that the speed of the current body has slowed down a lot, almost no different from standing still.
With a "whoosh", as if a breeze was blowing, Lin Yi's consciousness returned, and without saying a word, he immediately started running.
This time, he saw the end of the gallery after not running long.
【Lin Yi...Lin Yi...】
The call sounded faintly behind him, as if he did not intend to let him go, but it could not change the fact that he was about to escape from the gallery.
He held up an old kerosene lamp and charged forward, like a school bus driving through the fog with its headlights on.
The end of the gallery is getting closer and closer, and finally——
"Boom——"
He rushed out of the gallery!
He lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
3:32.
He remembered that he entered the gallery at 3:14, which meant that it took him 18 minutes to get out of the gallery.
The last time, he followed Lao Mo through the gallery, and it took 16 minutes...
The difference was 2 minutes, which was actually not bad.
Lin Yi knew that these two minutes were spent deciphering the secret pattern, sawing off his arm and escaping from "Minecraft".
He glanced at the road sign for the gallery and started running in the opposite direction.
The road ahead was surrounded by old kerosene lanterns and should be "a flat river". All he had to do was to run all the way out of the art building, cross the stone bridge to the observation deck, and then return to the campus via the elevator.
The wind in the corridor was very strong, causing the already dim candlelight to linger on the edge of being extinguished. The thick mist flowed in the air like fine sand. The overlapping places looked like faces and figures looking at Lin Yi indifferently when the light and shadow changed.
And since he just appeared, there have been some "rustling" sounds around him...
It is obvious that those hound-like nocturnal species have gathered here after smelling the smell.
In the shadow of the corridor, countless nocturnal species were entrenched on the walls and ceiling like swarms of bats. They roared deeply and stared at Lin Yi eagerly.
Some fell to the ground lightly, following Lin Yi cautiously with cat-like steps, hiding in his shadow, and making a "rustling" sound.
Lin Yi knew everything. When Lao Mo took him away before, he was safe because of the big eyeballs used as lanterns. On this floor, the light of the old kerosene lamp provided a safe state, in order to meet the rules of "Ensure that you are under at least one light source when moving" in the "Code of the Art Student Building".
After walking a few steps, Lin Yi seemed to have a premonition of something. He stopped, moved the stone box that made the inside of his thigh a little uncomfortable, and then continued running.
At the same time, in the shadow behind him, the Laughing Angels slowly emerged and began to hover around him as always, greedily sucking the breath from his body.
His arm also returned to its original state because it was no longer suppressed by itself.
It is worth mentioning that after the recovery, there were no secret scars on the arm, but Lin Yi could feel the burning sensation.
He knew that the secret pattern had been carved there, but it was just that it could not be observed with the naked eye.
But fortunately, he has left the gallery, and the penetration of the layers by the "Mage Master" seems to have not exceeded the scope of the gallery.
Continuously advancing along the corridor, Lin Yi soon saw the dim light in the lobby of the Art Building. He was delighted and rushed over at a faster speed.
As he approached the lobby of the Art Building, the wind pipe effect began to appear. The strong wind seemed to be raging in the hall, and the bits that rushed out also made him unable to move.
He knew that this was the last step before reaching the lobby of the Art Building.
Based on my experience when I came here, this level is not difficult to pass.
He marched against the strong wind, and the clothes exposed outside the torn and tattered school uniform could not cover him much moisture. He was like a person exposed to a spray shower, and his body was soaked all of a sudden.
After his body was soaked, a strange feeling appeared. The water vapor actually began to penetrate his skin, slowly gnawing at his skin like countless man-eating ants falling on the skin, and gradually penetrated into his flesh and blood. For a time, he was attacked from both sides, and his whole body became itchy and painful.
He gritted his teeth, but had no time to care about his own situation.
The sky-blue breath repaired the body, directly conflicting with the encroachment of water vapor, causing his body to be constantly in a state of being decomposed and regenerated..."living towards death".
"Water vapor?"
"How could there be water vapor?!"
His heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition enveloped his heart like a strange mist.
"Ha... the lobby of the Art Building has collapsed, right?"
He quickly rushed towards the lobby of the Art Building against the wind pressure caused by the duct effect, like an Inuit struggling to move forward in a snowstorm.
"Don't, please don't!!"
If the lobby of the Art Building is breached by a nocturnal species, wouldn't that be in danger? !
And there will be big problems on his way back!
He can only hope that the art students can survive.
The closer he got to the exit of the corridor, the stronger the wind made his steps more difficult. His eardrums were swollen by the returning wind, almost bleeding, and his face was distorted by the blow, as if the wind did not want him to reach the hall.
He held the old kerosene lamp high, and the dim light was like a giant ax breaking through the fog and storm.
He rushed out of the exit and arrived at the art student hall.
Everything was normal in the art student hall. There was no wind, no people, and no smell of a catastrophe. It was so normal that he felt weird.
"Not this floor!" Lin Yi felt a little more at ease. This picture in the lobby of the art building shows that the overwriting of art students is still there, so they are still fighting against pollution.
Hence, he decisively returned to the corridor and walked back to the hall.
He must face this invasion head-on, at least determine the disaster level of the invasion. If it poses a threat to Mao Zi, then he must find a way.
After all, Mu Daxian is not Mao Zi’s bodyguard. No one in the entire art building will take care of Mao Zi alone.
The people in their dormitory almost share the pollution caused by extraordinary power, so based on the depth of his current pollution, Mao Zi must be the one who accepts his diversion.
He couldn't imagine what Maozi would look like after being targeted by the hound-like night crawler and the Laughing Angel, with his bad-mouthed character, let alone the high probability of encountering the "Mage Killer" after approaching the gallery...
He could at least effectively reduce the probability of the Laughing Angel appearing in the art building by easing the crisis in the art building lobby. This was the only thing he could do for Maozi before leaving.
With this thought in mind, he broke through the overwriting of the art students and saw what the art building hall really looked like under the overwriting!
The broken wound on the dome of the art building hall indeed widened in a circle, as if it had been hit by a giant swinging a mace. The huge crack was like a desperate mouth, opening towards the dark sky.
狂风和暴雨如同汹涌的子弹一般，从那破碎之处疯狂地涌入，噼里啪啦无差别地覆盖着整个大厅，穹顶之下的艺术吊灯被狂风肆意地摇摆，像脆弱的玩具般在空中碰撞，发出「叮铃当啷」的声响。
· Papers were flying all over the sky like white ghosts struggling desperately. Then they were soaked by the rain and stuck to the walls, candlesticks or the ground, becoming mottled marks.
A large number of laughing angels were flying wildly in the hall, absorbing the green aura permeating from the art students. Several art students were already turning to stone.
In this hall that was ravaged by the storm, despair tightly wrapped around everyone like a thick black mist. The clothes of the art students had already been soaked and clung tightly to their bodies. Their hair was messy from the rain and stuck to their pale cheeks in strands, but their eyes were still burning with unyielding fire.
Some art students’ foreheads were scratched by fragments of fallen chandeliers, and blood mixed with moisture slipped from their cheeks. Due to the extreme environment, their bodies began to tremble non-stop and their teeth were chattering, but they still clenched their paintbrushes tightly.
Facing the empty drawing board, the whole person was trembling and trembling, except for the arm that held the brush tightly, as tight as a bow.
Several girls stood up, supporting each other. Their hair was smeared on their faces by the rain, and their bodies had begun to be eaten away by moisture, but they didn't care about it. Their fingers moved quickly on the empty canvas, their eyes focused and hot. Some students with broken bodies picked up the drawing boards and guarded them, trying to weaken them from the impact of the storm.
Those art students who fell out of the overwriting state were exhausted, but their bodies still had strength, so they picked up the scattered drawing boards to relieve the pressure on other students.
Some students gritted their teeth and moved step by step against the strong wind in order to fix the drawing board. They worked together to stabilize the board and used their bodies to resist the incoming wind and rain. Although every muscle in their body was shaking, they did not give up. Their trembling lips seemed to be shouting cheers such as "Don't give up".
These art students stick to their positions, and use their actions to interpret the spirit of not giving up under the apocalyptic storm and gray fog. They are like the candlelight in every corridor of the art building. Although it is weak, it strives to bloom every ray of light on the edge of extinguishing.
Suddenly there was a burst of thunder, and lightning tore through the night sky. The entire hall was briefly illuminated into an exposed world outlined by white lines. At that moment, Lin Yi seemed to see the secret patterns carved on the wall, the squirming flesh mural, and the "obsession sculpture" in the corner.
The sound of thunder is like the war drum of doomsday, each sound hitting the heart of the art student heavily. The whole hall is filled with a dark and depressing atmosphere, only relying on the immortal will to hold on to the broken edge.
Once the art students are crushed, endless despair will flood the hall of the art building like a tide!
With the fall of the art building hall, the balance that was already tilted towards the gray fog invader will tilt even more. Once the balance is completely unbalanced, the butterfly effect will blow the wind to the entire world!
At this moment, the hissing sound of the Laughing Angel suddenly attracted his attention.
Lin Yi also suddenly remembered that while rushing and observing the environment in the lobby of the Art Building, he almost ignored the group of laughing angels hiding in his shadow!
As soon as he left the gallery, these funny angels emerged from his shadow because of the disappearance of the little girl. However, because resisting the effect of the wind ducts and the erosion of the rain itself consumed a lot of money, he subconsciously ignored the sucking from these blood-sucking insects, and now he was reminded by them.
As the Smiling Angel called, all the Smiling Angels in the lobby of the Art Building noticed Lin Yi who had just appeared. The floating golden eyes suddenly curved, as if they had seen the most delicious food.
As if they had received the signal, a large number of Laughing Angels appeared in the dark sky outside the dome, and began to pass through the broken window and rush towards Lin Yi.
"Okay, okay!"
Facing such a huge wave of smiling angels, Lin Yi had a layer of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes became fanatical.
If he were anywhere else, he would really have no choice but to wait for death, but don’t forget that this is the lobby of the Art Building—the lobby of the Art Building, known as the first line of defense of the Art Building!
Him He spread his legs and rushed towards the dark corner that even the art students dared not approach - the corridor with a large number of "obsession sculptures".
The lobby of the Art Building is known as the first line of defense of the Art Building, and it is not just about art students.
After all, there are not many games that art students can play. The limit is to defend the home against the wind, but now it has already belonged to the Crystal Brawl, and the home's health is also losing little by little, and it is impossible to defend.
So for the rest, we have to rely on the "Obsession Sculpture" and the Flesh Mural. Unfortunately, the attack range of the "Obsession Sculpture" and the Flesh Mural is really limited. If you don't attract the monsters, you can only treat it as a passive one.
And the art students are not good enough to attract hatred. As Lao Mo said, under the invasion of gray fog, kings versus kings, generals, every combat power resource of the art students must be used on the edge, and even a combat power can be broken into pieces.
In such a situation, it is not easy to gather a group of art students here who can go into battle. After all... more art students are used to fill other areas and intercept fanatic believers.
And now, Lin Yi himself is undoubtedly the best piece of meat!
As he sprinted, groups of laughing angels followed him and rushed over.
大难临头，林异却眼神狂热，此刻的他像极了在龙巢里挥舞着菜刀疯狂逃窜的那个家伙，甚至兴奋地在心中高喊出了那句经典的台词——
「我是——火车王！！！」
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