Chapter 541 Möbius Strip Time Paradox
"Indeed..."
"We have to find a place where the Laughing Angel will appear. First, we have to draw the hatred of one. Old Lin, do you have any good ideas?"
Lin Yi thought for a while, then mused: "We can find a picture. Where there are cracks in the floor, such as the dome of the art building hall, it is broken over there, and the Laughing Angel will come from there later..."
"Wait! Old Lin! Wait!!" Mao Feiyang suddenly interrupted Lin Yi's words in an urgent tone, and before he finished speaking, a heavy roar suddenly came from the direction of the art building hall.
「Boom——!!」
With the roaring sound, the entire art building seemed to tremble violently, and dust fell down in a "swirling" manner.
"Oops, Old Lin, oops!" Mao Feiyang's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
"How...what happened?" Lin Yi was puzzled and confused for a while.
Mao Feiyang's tone was a little dry: "The lobby of the Art Building...there were no cracks before this..."
"I know this. There were no cracks when I just observed it, but what does this have to do with us?"
"It's a big deal, Lao Lin!" Mao Feiyang explained through gritted teeth, "Did I say that you must never tell me the established facts that will happen in the future? Because once you tell me, it will become a reality that will happen in my future?"
"Wait, you mean...?!" A terrifying light suddenly flashed in Lin Yi's mind.
Mao Feiyang said: "The dome of the Art Building has been intact for countless years, so why did it get damaged at this time? It's because of "us", Lao Lin!"
"You told me it was 'damaged' , and then I knew it would be damaged, so... the "factual anchor point" formed by the two of our wills penetrated time through the boundary of your dream, which caused the corresponding one of the countless timelines starting from my point to be "materialized"..."
"The broken dome has become a reality!"
"Perhaps, it itself will be broken, but among the countless "causes and effects" that cause it to break, our will will eventually penetrate time and become one of the ripples that contribute to its realization!"
"The paradox of time!"
Lin Yi's face suddenly became ugly: "You Does it mean that what I see in the future is realized in reverse because I have penetrated time? Isn’t this a reverse effect as a cause? "This is not a reverse effect as a cause, this is... a "Mobius Loop Time Paradox"! "
"Because of my words... we created a 'Mobius Time Loop'?!" Lin Yi's tone was very dry.
Mao Feiyang nodded: "In countless time and space, 'the dome was breached at this moment' has become an eternal anchor point..."
"But, Lao Lin, remember, the occurrence of any 'established event on the timeline' will not be a coincidence..."
"We can't know the macroscopic reasons, but what about from a microscopic perspective? Could this be the focus of more time paradoxes? Is it because we need a Laughing Angel now, so... the dome is broken, and then by chance a Laughing Angel rushes in?"
"In any case, now is no longer the time to think about this. After all, we may just be toys being observed and teased in higher dimensions."
"Let's go! Since the dome is broken, let's seduce a Laughing Angel now!"
Lin Yi was silent, as if he was lost in some kind of thinking.
"Stop thinking blindly, Old Lin, you're still in the fucking dreamland! I can't save you now if you've lost your mind!"
Lin Yi was shocked and quickly recovered: "You're right, I can't trick you."
"Since you are so measured, I'm not afraid of you. "The dog barked with flying fur, and ran away, "Time is running out, and the future is determined, so why don't I just doodle the part you don't know about?"
"The dome has just been broken, and the art students will definitely not gather their troops so quickly, let's go and attract hatred now!"
"Charge!"
As Mao Feiyang spoke, he sprinted along the corridor, and soon he was under the dome of the art building hall.
Be impartial, at this moment a Laughing Angel broke through the dome and squeezed in from the crack.
The body of the Laughing Angel is somewhere between illusion and reality. It seems that it has just been born in the void and has not yet adapted to it.
At the same time, there was a slight tremor in the corridor, and Mao Feiyang immediately knew that a group of art students must be gathering here.
"No, once the art students come to form a matrix, the dome will not be broken by the Smiling Angel in a short time..." Mao Feiyang's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly picked up a piece of sculpture rubble on the side, mustered up all his strength and threw it towards the Smiling Angel.
bang!
The sculptural rubble accurately hit the Laughing Angel, penetrating the Laughing Angel's head through its semi-illusory body, making it look like it had been shot in the head.
"My son, are you still looking for your father?!"
Hairy Feiyang barked and looked directly into the eyes of the smiling angel. At this moment, a cold current instantly spread throughout his body, and Lin Yi seemed to feel the same.
"Okay, the success is locked! The dog walk begins!" The dog barked, turned around and ran towards the gallery.
On his only way, a group of art students were gathering at this moment.
Mao Feiyang saw them and shouted directly: "The gas tank is coming! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
As soon as the old art students saw Mao Feiyang, some of them frowned: "Where did this young boy come from, yelling here... Fuck?! Smiling angel?! Get the hell out of my way! Let me go, let me go quickly!!"
"Go to the gallery, go to the gallery!!"
While he guided other students to make way and not to affect Mao Feiyang, he also did not forget to give Mao Feiyang directions, for fear that Mao Feiyang would be chased by the Laughing Angel and Liu Shen Wu Zhu would be in trouble.
"Thanks, buddy!" Mao Feiyang yelled, walking the dog and running wildly, not forgetting to mutter, the veteran art student is really reliable...
"Holy shit, who is that buddy? He actually rushed to the lobby at the first time, entered the game with his own body, and fished away a Smiling Angel... It's so fucking fierce!" The art student couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, there was suddenly another sound of “Fuck” at an octave-higher decibel level.
"Xiao Mao...?!"
"Damn it, hasn't he returned to the classroom?!"
The person who spoke happened to be Yan Jingming. At first he saw a fire When the Train King whirred and pulled the Smiling Angel's Hatred towards the corridor, he even planned to give him a thumbs up. However, when he saw that the Train King was Mao Feiyang, his whole body suddenly trembled on the spot, and his hair almost jumped from his scalp.
"No, why is he here again?"
"I'm so confused... No wonder Brother Xian wants me to keep an eye on him, this guy is so damn good at dancing!"
Yan Jingming's face was as ugly as a mouthful of marinated juice.
But Mao Feiyang obviously didn't have that much to consider. In fact, he didn't even know that he had passed by Yan Jingming.
It is like this many times. At that time, Yan Jingming is just a passerby. Mao Feiyang only thinks about how the Smiling Angel is flying, and the only road leading to the gallery is in front of him.
With the Laughing Angel as a kite, the "mist-covered light chaser effect" immediately covered Mao Feiyang. The candlelight in the corridor kept fluttering on the edge of extinguishing. The nocturnal species fled in a panic. Some of the dummy sculptures also froze and did not dare to make the slightest movement, just like real sculptures.
Mao Feiyang quickly arrived in front of the gallery, and immediately stopped in front of the cloister.
“This road...you have walked through it.” Mao Feiyang murmured.
"Yes..."
"Okay, there's no need to say anything else." Mao Feiyang interrupted forcefully, "No matter what you encounter, don't say anything. This is my first time here, and I have my own way of doing it."
He said that he did not forget to look back at the Laughing Angel, and then he plunged into the gallery.
Lin Yi said nothing more and fell into Mao Feiyang's perspective...
Through Mao Feiyang's perspective, the moment he entered the gallery, he seemed to have stepped into a world shrouded in gray fog.
The gallery was dimly lit, with only a few weak candles swaying in the corners, casting twisted and swaying shadows, as if the ghosts hidden in the darkness were spreading their teeth.
The paintings hanging on the wall looked blurry and distorted under this strange light. They obviously had strong colors, but Mao Feiyang couldn't feel it at all. All the colors seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only some vague outlines, like sneaky shadows that might break free from the shackles of the canvas at any time.
Other artworks in the gallery are static in nature, but they give Mao Feiyang a dynamic sense of sight. Whether they are some half-body sculptures or full-body sculptures, they seem to be secretly spying on Mao Feiyang's every move while maintaining a static state. Some of them have even been quietly adjusted into deliberately attractive postures in an attempt to arouse Mao Feiyang's attention.
The artworks in the gallery seemed completely unafraid of the Laughing Angel. It was more like they completely ignored the existence of the Laughing Angel. They only attracted Mao Feiyang's attention and didn't care about anything else.
The air in the gallery is cold and humid, with a smell of decay on the artwork. I don’t know how long it has been there, or how long it has been abandoned.
Every time Mao Feiyang took a breath, he could feel the chill creeping into his body along his nose, causing waves of fear to surge through his heart.
The floor of the gallery also seems a little damp, like a rotten but not broken wooden board. When footsteps fall on it, it makes a slight "creak" sound, like a call and echo from hell.
The gallery is winding and winding, like an endless maze. The atmosphere now is very similar to when Lin Yi first entered, but there is an indescribable difference.
In a daze, Mao Feiyang always felt that the walls on both sides of the gallery seemed to be silently oppressing him, and the ceiling above him seemed to have become lower, giving people a strong sense of oppression. For some reason, Lin Yi had a strange feeling, as if this gallery would trap Mao Feiyang and the funny angel he brought here forever.
“‘Bind’ them and seal them together?” Lin Yi had such a ridiculous idea in his mind.
When this idea came to his mind, he seemed to hear some vague and strange sounds in this depressing atmosphere, like someone crying in a low voice, or like some evil creature grinding its teeth and sucking blood in the dark.
He suddenly realized a problem. Maozi had been running here for hundreds of meters, so why hadn't he called the night watchman as required by the rules?
At this moment, he suddenly heard Mao Feiyang muttering: "Strange... really strange..."
"What's strange...?" he asked.
"It's nothing." Mao Feiyang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that if I ask, you will give me the answer... Our state is very dangerous, not that it is dangerous for us, but it is very dangerous for "time" and "you"..."
"It's almost done. I won't visit anymore. I'm going to call for help..."
"Maozi seems to be looking for something?" Lin Yi had a suspicion in his heart, but Maozi interrupted him, so naturally he couldn't say anything.
But a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "By the way! Why didn't I see the "little girl" this time?"
The little girl...
"Amon's music box"...
"Let me go... Could it be that Maozi is stopping me from saying this?" Lin Yi's heart suddenly jumped. Could this be another "Mobius Strip Time Paradox"?
Once he just told Maozi that the sound of "Amon's music box" would be heard in the gallery and he met the little girl, what would Maozi meet?
Or maybe the little girl never appeared at all and was anchored here by him and Mao Zi?
Like the wound on the dome...?
Then now... wouldn't it be interrupted?
Once he learned about the "Mobius Strip Time Paradox", Lin Yi couldn't help but think about some strange and complicated problems.
But Mao Feiyang's shouting still woke him up from this inappropriate thought: "Nightwatch! Help! The Laughing Angel is chasing me!"
"Nightwatch, help! The Laughing Angel is chasing me!!"
He shouted loudly, and the voice continued to advance in the gallery, gradually drifting into the darkness in front of the gallery...
Oddly enough, as Mao Feiyang kept shouting, the originally twisted and weird gallery began to undergo wonderful changes.
·Obviously it is still candlelight, but the dim light in the gallery seems to have been brightened. The candlesticks that were weakly swaying before have become stable at this moment, emitting a warm and soft light, dispelling the gloomy chill that originally filled the air.
The distorted paintings on the walls began to slowly return to their normal form, as if they had been enchanted.
The originally distorted human face gradually became calmer, the black holes in the eyes disappeared, replaced by bright and vivid eyes, the mouth returned to its natural state, and the terrifying screams that once seemed to burst out of the screen also dissipated...