AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 1001 - 467 "I see... the wonders of the world!

Chapter 1001: Chapter 467 "I see... the wonders of the world!

Tian Bufan said calmly, "Usually building a model takes effort; it’s normal for yours to take a bit longer, right?"

"That’s true..." Lin Yi thought for a moment.

Tian Bufan said, "Before we take action, I’ll emphasize one last time: you use the ’Puppet’ to attract attention over at Building C, and I’ll act as situations demand... do whatever you can, but no matter what happens to the ’Puppet’, don’t go over there yourself, understand?"

"This..." Lin Yi felt a bit confused, but seeing Tian Bufan’s serious expression, who seemed in no mood to explain, nodded, "Alright, I understand..."

Tian Bufan continued, "On the way there, it’s best to rewrite the cognition of that puppet again. Anyway, you won’t be using it; it’s just mumbling words, so just make up a name and get by."

"Kuai Kuai, let’s go."

With that, he and Kuai Hongji stepped onto the corridor bridge leading to Building A.

Lin Yi glanced at the figures of Tian Bufan and the rest, then controlled the ’Puppet’ to step onto the corridor bridge leading to Building C.

In the original plan, he didn’t want to go to Building C. After all, what Puppet Master goes into battle with their ’Puppet’? But when constructing the puppet, he discovered the limitation of the strength of the puppet line (perception tentacle), and later the need to have perception cross layers. To better connect the ’Puppet’ with the body, he decided to let himself, the human signal tower, get as close as possible to the ’Puppet’.

Otherwise, it’s a joke if the "WiFi" cuts out at a critical moment.

Before leaving, he glanced at Zhao Lingxiao.

In the normal layer, Zhao Lingxiao wasn’t bent over eerily but instead sat dumbfounded on the ground, in a trance, looking as if covered in a layer of gray powder.

Lin Yi sighed helplessly, Zhao Lingxiao ignored his advice and insisted on peeping into things that shouldn’t be seen. Now her will had fallen off the layer, and if she couldn’t wake up on her own, she might be in grave danger.

"Well, good luck to you." Lin Yi had no intention of saving Zhao Lingxiao. Although he thought he could rescue her if he were determined to, the energy expenditure was incalculable.

If too much was consumed, it might affect the implementation of their own plan.

After all, what lay ahead for him were the ’Ashen Apostle·Fireman’ and a large group of zealots.

Moreover, everyone was an adult and should bear the consequences of their actions.

He had advised Zhao Lingxiao, but she wouldn’t listen.

In the end, Lin Yi casually dropped a "good luck" line before stepping onto the corridor bridge to Teaching Building C.

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Not long after Lin Yi left, Zhao Lingxiao’s body began to tremble slightly. _{fr.e ewe.bno.vel .com}

"Huff, huff, huff..."

She panted heavily, her chest heaving, and as soon as she regained a bit of strength, she disregarded everything, kneeling on the cold ground. Following earlier memories, she crazily searched between the rough bricks with her hands, inching towards where Lin Yi had dissected roots and constructed puppets.

Her hands pressed firmly, soon transitioning from searching to rubbing, her fingertips rubbed red and even bloodied, yet she seemed to feel no pain, mechanically repeating the action of groping.

Her eyes were unfocused, pupils slightly dilated, as if pulled by some invisible force, unable to stop.

"Where... where..."

She muttered to herself, her voice hoarse and urgent, like squeezed from deep in her throat. Her lips were chapped, corners twitching slightly, as though chewing something invisible.

She got closer and closer to where Lin Yi had been, the frequency of her finger’s scraping increasing rapidly.

Her nails were packed with a mixture of dirt and blood, like spikes leaking blood...

"It was here... it was here..."

Her voice carried a near-desperate obsession, as if what was lost was the most important part of her life.

Suddenly, her fingers stopped, touching a small piece of slightly damp ground.

"This...!"

"Here! Found it! Found it!!"

Her body stiffened and then she lowered her head, her nose almost touching the ground.

Her breathing became slow and deep as if sniffing something, her gray eyes squinting, pupils contracting to normal size.

Her lips parted slightly, and her tongue licked over her chapped lips before greedily sucking in the air here.

In the next moment, her eyes smiled as if she had captured the most delightful scent.

"Found it... found it..."

Her voice was low and hoarse, with a bizarre sense of satisfaction.

Moving like a dog, she pressed her face close to the ground, as if licking something. While licking, she crawled forward.

At this moment, she resembled an eerie crawler, a strange creature taking perverse delight, her loose school uniform pulled into a body-hugging shape by such movements, appearing both graceful and malevolent.

As Zhao Lingxiao got closer to the spot, she started to inhale the breath around voraciously, eager to devour every trace left behind.

Sometimes her brow furrowed, her face twisted with pain, and sometimes she displayed almost maniacal joy.

"More... I need more..."

Finally, she touched some remnants.