Chapter 391 The lobby of the Art Building is on the verge of collapse! (Additional 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, and then his brain worked quickly, searching like a humanoid computer Got all the details.
"'Status'!"
If you want to answer the question, you must solve the question stem, and if you want to save yourself, you must figure out the current question stem-that is, himself Current status!
"The old kerosene lamp is in my hand and the flow of time is normal. All this shows that I am not dreaming 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 and not in it at the same time? ...?"
It seems... really.
"'Minecraft'?!"
Lin Yi reacted suddenly. At a certain moment, his consciousness left his body!
He had repeatedly seen the little girl appearing not far away from him many times. It must have been that moment!
His consciousness left his body, and he instinctively pulled his consciousness back into his body. After many 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 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, and finally it was like a table of delicious food. , someone suddenly grabbed the tablecloth and tore 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 bones and flesh at the origin of the trace.
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 returned to consciousness, and then 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 didn't intend to let him go, but it couldn't change the fact that he was about to escape from the gallery. fact.
He charged forward holding an old kerosene lamp, like a school bus driving through the fog with its headlights on.
The end of the gallery was getting closer and closer, and finally-
"Boom-"
He rushed out of the gallery!
He glanced down 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 breaking away from "Minecraft".
He glanced at the gallery sign and ran in the opposite direction.
The road that follows is surrounded by old kerosene lamps and should be "a flat river". All he has to do is to run out of the art building from here, cross the stone bridge to the observation deck, and then return to the campus via the elevator.
The wind in the corridor was so strong that the dim candlelight lingered on the edge of being extinguished. The dense mist flowed in the air like fine sand. The overlapping areas seemed to be a blur when the light and shadow changed. Faces and figures looked at Lin Yi coldly.
And since he just appeared, there have been some "rustling" sounds all around...
Obviously, 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 of them 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. This is to satisfy the rule in the "Art Student Building Code" [Make sure you are under at least one light source when moving].
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.
And his arm 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 invisible to the naked eye.
But fortunately, he has left the gallery, and the penetration of the layers by the "Mage" seems to have not exceeded the scope of the gallery.
As he continued to advance along the corridor, Lin Yi soon saw the glimmer of light in the lobby of the Art Building. He was delighted and rushed over at a faster speed.
「Hoo——」
As he approached the lobby of the Art Building, the wind duct effect began to appear. The strong wind seemed to be raging in the lobby, and the bits that rushed out also made him unable to move forward.
He knew that this was the last hurdle before reaching the lobby of the Art Building.
Based on my experience when I came here, this level is not difficult to pass.
He moved forward against the strong wind. 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 became wet all of a sudden. Thoroughly.
After his body was soaked, a strange feeling emerged. The water vapor began to penetrate his skin, slowly eating away at his skin like countless man-eating ants falling on it. It gradually penetrated into his flesh and blood. For a moment, 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 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. "Oh...could the lobby of the art building be destroyed?"
He quickly rushed to the lobby of the art building despite 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!
Now 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 and deformed by the blow. The wind didn't want him to arrive in the hall.
He held the old kerosene lamp high, and the dim light seemed like a giant ax breaking through the fog and storm.
He rushed out of the exit and arrived in 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 it made him feel weird.
"Not this floor!" Lin Yi felt a little calmer. This picture in the lobby of the art building showed that the overwriting of the art students was still there, so they were still fighting against pollution.
So he decisively returned to the corridor and walked back to the hall.
He must face this invasion head-on, at least to 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 with his current depth of pollution, Mao Zi must be the one who accepts his diversion.
He couldn't imagine what Maozi would look like after being targeted by a hound-like night crawler and a laughing angel with his bad-mouthed bitch, not to mention the high probability of encountering the "Destroying Mage" after approaching the gallery... …
Relieving the crisis in the art building lobby can at least effectively reduce the probability of the Smiling Angel appearing in the art building. This is the only thing he can do for Mao Zi 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.
The strong wind and heavy rain were like raging bullets, pouring in crazily from the broken place, crackling and covering the entire hall indiscriminately. The artistic chandelier under the dome was swayed wantonly by the strong wind, like a fragile toy. They collide in the air, making a "ding-ding-ding-rang" sound.
Papers flew 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, forming mottled marks.
A large number of laughing angels were flying wildly in the hall, absorbing the green aura seeping out of 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 fog. The clothes of the art students were already soaked and clung to their bodies, and their hair They were messy and messy from the rain, and strands stuck to their pale cheeks, but their eyes still burned 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 But they still clutched the paintbrush tightly.
Facing the empty drawing board, my whole body 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 stuck to their faces with rainwater, and their bodies had begun to be eaten away by water vapor, but they didn't care about it. Their fingers moved quickly on the empty canvas, their eyes focused and hot, some The students, whose bodies were already broken, picked up the drawing boards and guarded them, trying to weaken the impact of the storm on them.
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, even though every muscle in their body They were all trembling, but they did not give up, and their trembling lips seemed to be shouting cheers such as "Don't give up."
These art students stick to their positions, under the apocalyptic storm and gray fog, and use their actions to interpret the spirit of not giving up, just like the candlelight in every corridor of the art building Generally, although it is weak, it strives to bloom every ray of light on the edge of extinction.
「Boom--」
Suddenly there was a burst of thunder, and lightning tore the night sky. The entire hall was briefly reflected into an exposed world outlined by white lines. At that moment, Lin Yi seemed to see the secret patterns carved on the wall, and saw endless The crawling flesh mural and the "obsession sculpture" in the corner are also seen.
The sound of thunder is like the war drum of doomsday. Each sound hits the heart of the art student hard. The whole hall is filled with a dark and depressing atmosphere. Only the immortal will is firmly supported in the broken heart. 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 intruder will tilt even more. Once the balance is completely unbalanced, the butterfly effect will blow strong winds to the entire world!
[Xiao——]
At this moment, the roar of the Laughing Angel suddenly caught 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 smiling angels hiding in his shadow!
As soon as he left the gallery, these smiling angels emerged from his shadow because of the disappearance of the little girl. It was just that he was spending a lot of money resisting the effect of the wind duct and the erosion of the rain, so he subconsciously I had ignored the sucking from these blood-sucking insects, but now I 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 recent thing. Delicious and delicious food.
As if receiving the signal, a large number of Laughing Angels appeared in the dark sky outside the dome, and began to pass through the broken window, rushing 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!
He spread his legs and rushed towards the dark corner that even the art student himself did not dare to approach - the corridor with a large number of "obsession sculptures".
The lobby of the Art Building is known as the first line of defense in the Art Building, and it is not just about art students.
After all, there are not many games that art students can play, and the limit is to defend the home against the wind, but now it has already belonged to the Crystal Brawl, and the home's blood 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 them as monsters. A passive.
And art students are not good enough to attract hatred. Just like Lao Mo said, under the invasion of gray fog, king versus king, general, every combat resource of art students must be Used on the blade, even a portion of the combat power would be broken into pieces and used.
Under 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, swarms of laughing angels followed him.
Disaster was imminent, but Lin Yi's eyes were wild. At this moment, he looked like the guy waving a kitchen knife and running away in the dragon's lair. He even shouted the classic line excitedly in his heart——< br>
"I am - Leeroy!!!"
(End of this chapter)