Chapter 371 Dream Building
"Boom boom boom..."
Under the violent impact of the air waves, the skin on Lin Yi's face rippled like the surface of a lake. He felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced, and his ears were filled with a sharp and painful buzzing sound. I was so pressed that I couldn't 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, and the night watchman's body 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, there is a layer of misty aura floating on the surface of the golden skeleton that looks like it is cast in gold. It cannot be dispersed no matter how the air waves wash away...
He lowered his head and looked at the time on the watch on his wrist, trying to relax some of his mental pressure and accept the impact of the "Temple".
But just this glance of lowering his head 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 are also consistent with the star junctions on the bell 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!
"Boom——"
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.
The 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 then forcibly torn apart. Bricks, glass and steel beams are in one piece. Suspended and interspersed in a way that defies gravity and structural logic...
The black sky is like a canvas splashed with chaotic paint. Blue and fiery red, pitch black and dazzling white intertwine and rotate in an orderly manner. The clouds turn into monsters with teeth and claws, and then melt into droplets of dispersion in an instant. The slime glowing with light poured down from the air, but suddenly turned in mid-air and shot 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 expanded like a balloon. His facial features flowed and merged wantonly on his face. His eyes shone with a chaotic light, sometimes empty. Godless, 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 he continued this deformed movement with a strange resilience. Dance.
He found that the stone slabs under him became like the undulating sea surface for a while, and then filled with sharp saw teeth and bottomless ravines...
The entire world became a surreal geometry filled with golden atmosphere and bright white light. The edges of all buildings were composed of pure white lines, but they all lost their original outlines.
The space seems to have collapsed. There is no decent straight line in the whole world. The originally flat lines of the wall are now like living vines, twisting crazily. They are intertwined with each other to form dizzyingly complex ropes. The knot seems to tighten the entire space...
The tile seams on the floor, those originally parallel lines, began to diverge in all directions, like countless paths leading to the unknown, but they swallowed each other up and disappeared at the moment of intersection.
"Boom boom boom——"
Lin Yi's ears were filled with the roar of the wind, as if he had fallen into a huge, rolling wind tunnel. The various parts of the body that were hit by the barrier could not be found in the southeast, northwest or northwest...
Another, not countless, tunnels began to appear in front of his eyes, like a speedster speeding through countless passages, passages that were twisted and entangled with each other, or passages full of corners... His consciousness It is 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 blurred light continued to shrink, and finally turned into a somewhat illusory figure, a... golden, white-lighting ethereal sphere, and in that sphere seemed to be the blurred face of the night watchman...
""02"? " Lin Yi spoke tentatively, and the redundant sounds gradually echoed and faded in the form of "02...2...2...".
"Boom, boom, boom..."
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...it will take 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 night watchman's voice at this moment seemed to contain 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 building a "world".
"When I repaired the city wall, even though it was almost exhausted, there was no situation where I could not return to the original body. Could it be that the prerequisite of 'safe dream building' is that we must 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. Lose your way back.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
You know, before he had any knowledge of "Minecraft", he first awakened that ability when he and Li Huiyuan were exploring the teaching building. At that time, he almost crossed that path. Corridor, go to the other end of the corridor.
At that time, there was actually 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 go deep 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 it weren't for a furious angel that happened to break into his perception, allowing him to escape from the "building" in time. "Dream" state, maybe he is also lost...
His body shivered violently 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 perceptions 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 clock dial on the wall on the first floor of the clock tower, which was once a perfect circle, first seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand and turned into a crooked ellipse, and then The center is sunken and the edges are raised, like a vortex being sucked into a black hole. The mysterious symbols are spinning crazily in the vortex, originally indicating that time seems to have completely lost its meaning...
The four corners of the bell tower seemed to have been melted by the high temperature. The right angles became rounded, and then they seemed to be hit by something. The walls protruded outward, forming a weird arc. 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 item in the dream-building space that still had geometric shapes 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 suddenly It was like a wrinkled sheet being smoothed by a pair of invisible hands, but after being smoothed, 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 through " The air wave released by "Temple" captures a certain "path" and then conducts a carpet-like search.
And that air wave... it seems that it is not that the bell rings once when the night watchman strikes it, but once, and then the aftermath waves follow one after another. The night watchman only strikes the quantum bell again after the last 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's heart brightened, and the air waves of the quantum clock It was stirred up around the Night Watchman, so he only needed to go against the direction of the spread of the air wave to come back.
He then changed his mind when the next air wave occurred, and then his consciousness drifted away and came outside the wall of the bell tower!
Then he 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, and they kept making "hissing, hissing" sounds toward his location, and some of them seemed to be exposed. Like a solid-liquid mixed fang.
In the twisted layer, those small openings look 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 seaweed growing on the seabed.
"What the hell is that...?"
This question popped up subconsciously 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 the "Snake's Nest"? Lin Yi asked in a low voice.
The voice of the night watchman continued: "Their size is far from reaching the level of a "snake nest", and around the "angel", 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 type of nocturnal species, "Super Nocturnal Species", or alien angels. ”
"But isn't "Snake's Nest" a type of alien angel? How..."
"This is not the scope that you need to consider... I remind you, don't leave your will outside the Art Building. I can still protect you when you are near me, but if you still wander around when you leave the clock tower, you will be " "Angel" attracts the past. ”
"Although the air waves of the "Temple" will be suppressed by the activity of the alien angels, the farther the distance, the weaker the suppressing power, so be careful yourself..."
"Dream building is not a state of invincibility. After leaving the shelter 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 chapter)