Chapter 321 Changes in the Puppet Sports
Because the source of the gray mist ripples is not in the dome, and this dome only cuts into one part of the gray mist, just like... ...It's like putting a fish basket in the water.
And the boss and the teachers... are the ones who reached out and pressed the fish basket into the water to prevent it from floating out?
Or on the contrary, they are the ones who pull the fish basket hard to prevent it from sinking?
But no matter what the situation is, the current situation of this dome seems to be cut into a certain section of gray fog.
Although the closed dome prevented rainwater from entering the inside of the dome, it also failed to block the flow of gray fog.
This is the reason why the gray fog can continue to maintain the extremely high frequency fluctuations in this huge enclosed space.
"Wait a minute, this relationship on the spatial level..." An idea flashed in Lin Yi's mind, "It's a bit like a canteen!"
The mutual penetration of layers and Independent of each other...
The penetration of ink on the napkin...
Boss, have they mastered the method of actively infiltrating layers?
"As long as you can find the anchor points and relationships between layers, you can have a way to and from the layers." - He thought of what Tian Bufan said.
"Is this the way Mr. Tian is looking for?" Lin Yiruo had some realization.
"Hey, wait a minute..."
"This, it seems a little bit unlike something I can think of with my IQ..."
Just by observing the ripples in the gray fog, he deduced to this level in one fell swoop...?
"With this IQ, my No. 6 didn't walk sideways on the night?"
emmmm... Well, considering the pollution caused by cognition, maybe it wasn't walking sideways, but I lay down on my side...
"Sculpture Crash Course"
[It's hard to imagine that you can say such a thing with your IQ... It seems that in order not to be affected by the environment, you Restraint' too much. 】
[How about you ‘restrain’ a little bit? Your baseless speculation makes my back feel cold. 】
What Tian Bufan once said to him popped up in his mind for no reason, which made him doubt whether he really had a good IQ...
"Young master Tian. So, I must be very smart... Well, that's it." Lin Yi hinted with self-confidence in his heart.
At this moment, he noticed that those seemingly irregular colored auras seemed to have some... patterns.
All the breaths are not flying around like headless flies, but imply some special trajectory - this is not Lin Yi's intuition, but that he has been observing for so long, Indeed, some similar trajectories were found.
Just like the trajectory of stars in a galaxy, certain breaths circulate around a specific point, forming a simple system, and then a system begins to rotate around another point, forming a more complex system. system.
It continued like this, just like matryoshka dolls, until Lin Yi's computing power could no longer easily observe it.
Lin Yi gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows. Just observing the trajectory of this kind of breath was already very labor-intensive. If he were to deduce the calculation, the effort required would increase geometrically. It's simply not something he can tinker with now.
Even if he could, he would probably sink, become mentally and physically exhausted, and end up in an ominous situation.
He suddenly discovered that his body had inadvertently absorbed some of the blood-red aura.
"Huh?" He subconsciously stopped this action. The red aura was like a car entering a highway service area. It was about to stop, but he was pushed out again...
But Just when the red breath was about to be discharged, his body trembled uncontrollably, and then the red breath was directly swallowed and absorbed into his flesh and blood...
At that moment, he seemed to He had a strange illusion, that is, his body seemed to be saying through his actions -
"Want to run? Hey, bring it to you!"
Lin Yi couldn't help but be stunned. For a moment, and then he relaxed a little more. As expected, his body "sneakly" began to absorb the red aura again.
Lin Yi: "?"
"What's going on?"
He wanted to stop him again, but his body still absorbed the red aura.
Such a scene was like a boy protecting Lao Jun's gourd and refusing to let Lao Jun give the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill to Wukong. Lin Yi was dumbfounded.
But Lin Yi stopped trying to stop him. He just kept this rhythm, sitting on his seat, absorbing these extraordinary powers according to the original rhythm, and then placed the body in a warehouse. Just like replenishing energy independently, the "spirit" hangs up directly.
He ignored it and followed his body's instinct as an observer, and then went to see what operations his instinct wanted to "teach" him this time.
After the red breath entered the body, it was reversely decomposed into countless pure sky-blue breath, and then did what the sky-blue breath was supposed to do, nourishing his bones and muscles. .
And his bones and muscles began to float with a layer of misty blue light. This blue light enveloped his bones like a nutrient solution and began to exert a kind of force on his bones that he could not understand. of... transformation.
Although he didn't understand anything, he clearly felt a warmth beginning to flow in his bones, as if he was full of power.
This magical change made him feel surprised and pleasantly surprised.
But he soon discovered that this didn't seem to be just for him. The sports students around him were also absorbing the red aura. Even Li Huiyuan's head had a wisp of red aura hovering like a dull hair.
But for Li Huiyuan, it seemed a little difficult to eat. After eating for a long time, she could only chew a little bit.
“This is indeed a ‘feast’!” He couldn’t help but sigh.
The food everyone is eating must be good, so he will feel more at ease.
Of course, the red aura he absorbed was only a few hundred million points more than second-level sports students like Xia Lian and others.
However, the boss is paying attention to him. The boss doesn't say anything to stop him, so that means there is nothing wrong with it...right?
The feast continues and time passes slowly.
Suddenly, the boss, who was standing on the protrusion above the dome, slowly tensed his body as if he sensed something.
"The situation has changed!" the boss said, "There is a problem in the art building!"
Hearing this, the physical education teachers around them all looked at the playground of the dome.
I saw that the water flow started to ripple without wind. Under the water waves, it seemed that a scene of storms was reflected.
Under the storm, there seemed to be groups of black shadows moving...
"Heavy rain during the day, massive invasion!"
"The art building was attacked by The attack is even bigger! "Will the Night Watch be unable to defend it?"
"The night watchmen can definitely hold on, but the art teachers may not be able to hold on. We have to support them!"
"In the dark future, we have no normal way to get through!"
" If we just kill him like this, the physical exertion will be too great, and the rescue will be meaningless!"
"Besides, the matter here is not over yet. Solve the matter at hand!"
"This is a full-scale invasion! We can't just rush for reinforcements, we must leave enough combat power to deal with the angry angels who may come in!"
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"How to allocate combat power?"
"The combat power is bound to be insufficient. We have to temporarily "recruit" some experience students! "
"Anyway, at this time, they have almost no way to survive after leaving the gymnasium stained by raindrops. "
"This is the only way. When things here are over, we will temporarily recruit those who have been exposed to the rain and do not show any abnormality. For the remaining people, let them take a shower and then unify. Bring it back here. "
"In the gymnasium, temporary sports students can also take on part of the combat force. If they leave the gymnasium, they will undoubtedly die. ”
"Last point, when it gets dark, we will separate some people to go to the art building. As for how many people will go, we will decide based on the specific situation after all the immediate problems are solved."
"No problem, Just do it.”
In a few words, the boss and the physical education teachers formulated a solution.
At this moment, some movement began to appear in the stands below.
I saw that some physical education students gradually began to have some problems. At first, they were just a little restless, but soon they began to scratch their heads, unable to sit still, and then one by one began to have breathing disorders...
Their backs began to arch, their bodies began to sag, and some low roars began to emit from their throats.
If you look carefully, you will find that their surroundings are filled with some green aura, and those auras are like countless vines starting to beat their bodies, and seep into it steadily. inside their bodies.
Lin Yi was nearby and immediately noticed their abnormality. The other sports students also noticed it, but they all chose to ignore it.
Lin Yi also quickly realized that these sports students who started to have problems were all fake sports students!
"No wonder the boss and the others didn't take the initiative to deal with them at the beginning. It turned out that they used the 'feast' to serve them all in one pot."
As expected of the well-established gymnasium system, even dealing with the pseudo-athletic students was so orderly, Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
While absorbing the pollution, he curiously observed the changes in the pseudo-human athletes.
The pupils of these pseudo-human athletes began to dilate, and their eyes sometimes wandered and sometimes stared in a certain direction, as if they were looking for something but could not find it, and their faces began to become distorted. The corners of their mouths kept twitching and twitching, and some expressions dominated by greed began to appear on their faces.
Their breathing became more and more rapid, and every breath became extremely rapid. Finally, several pseudo-human athletes left their seats and walked up and down the stands like apes.
They pace back and forth unconsciously, or shake their heads violently, as if they are trying to listen to a certain sound, or as if they are trying to get rid of some invisible force.
Their expressions began to twist and change in intoxication and madness. They stretched their necks and looked around like giraffes, as if they wanted to find the most unique breath among the countless mixed breaths.
"What are they looking for...?"
It's not the red aura, it's not the black aura, it's not the golden aura...
Wait, it's... …
「Gey fog?!」
Those pseudo-human athletes are actually thirsting for the power of gray mist!
The gray fog at this moment has filled the stands, and the entire inside of the dome seems to be shrouded in mist. The breath of gray fog is something that everyone should avoid, but it makes the fake People like it more.
But if it is just gray fog, there is no need to search like this, right? Why?
"Hmm...that's?!"
"It's 'original pollution'!"
The breath that the pseudo-athletes crave is not pure gray fog, but the kind of gray fog mixed with primitive pollution!
It’s not even just gray mist, but any gray mist that carries other auras.
In short, there must be gray mist. Secondly, it can be paired with any other scent, but it cannot just be a pure scent.
"It's really weird, the pure breath... but you still don't like it?"
"Mine! This is mine!"
The pseudo-athletic student grabbed the other pseudo-athlete beside him, pulled it away from him, and then sniffed it like he was tracking it with his nose.
When it inhaled the breath into the body, the originally ferocious and twisted face showed an expression of enjoyment. The whole person stood there blankly, shaking his head like a twisted and swaying waterweed. .
Other pseudo-human athletes are still looking for this kind of breath. Those who have swallowed it will stay, and those that have not been swallowed will continue to search like foraging beasts.
But soon, those pseudo-human athletes who were shaking their heads started to move again after digesting the breath of gray fog. However, as they continued to swallow and digest the gray fog, they were getting closer and closer to night walking. Kind of...
Gradually, the expressions in their eyes become more and more ferocious, with that kind of morbid and fanatical look that makes people feel chills down their spines when they see it, as if they have changed into the kind of people who would do anything for just a piece of meat. Fight to the point of life and death.
But the strange thing is that they did not attack the sports students and others sitting in the seats at all, as if they could not see them at all.
"So hungry...so hungry..."
"I want...I want..."
Finally, they all turned their attention to In the playground.
"There..."
"Right there..."
Their limbs were stiff, like puppets, but they still rushed to the edge of the first floor of the stands, then climbed over the fence one by one, and rolled onto the playground like people who had lost their balance. .
Some of them landed on their faces and were submerged in the water for a few times without realizing it. After getting up, they continued to twist their bodies and walked towards the playground step by step.
These pseudo-athlete students, like a wave of zombies, began to walk towards the playground, and their target was... the skeleton of the angry angel.
The physical education teachers standing on the protruding buildings under the dome looked at the dozens of pseudo-athletic students below who were like a zombie wave. Their expressions were as usual, as if they had long been accustomed to it.
(End of this chapter)