AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 1024 - 478: Return to Building B, See You Again Class Teacher-040_2

Chapter 1024: Chapter 478: Return to Building B, See You Again Class Teacher-040_2

Lin Yi glanced down at his watch.

14:12.

The normal passage of time seemed oddly abnormal, yet the eerie corridor bridge was the most normal among the countless abnormal things he had experienced.

Lin Yi’s expression remained unchanged; he was already adept at handling such anomalies, using an extremely straightforward and crude method.

He furrowed his brows, extending his sensory tendrils to directly cover the twisted corridor bridge. Then, "My World" erupted, reversing it in his mind.

With his current computational power, targeting a single corridor bridge was a piece of cake.

He pinpointed the key corresponding points between "My World" and the real corridor bridge, aligning the two worlds, making every step he took thereafter defy common sense.

He continued forward in the twisted corridor bridge, like a rubber figure without bones, each step ridiculously exaggerated, yet by doing so, the storm no longer fazed him.

In less than a minute, he reached the B section of the Teaching Building.

The moment he stepped out of the corridor, Lin Yi staggered slightly, feeling a reassuring steadiness like coming back ashore from a boat, even the twisted sensation behind him vanished instantly.

Lin Yi looked down at his watch again.

14:13.

Passing through the corridor bridge took just over a minute, quite reasonable.

He glanced back at the corridor bridge, which had indeed returned to its original state. It was even possible that the corridor bridge had never changed at all, and everything was merely his own imaginary performance.

The environment affected his cognition, his cognition distorted the world, and the world fed back to him... but once he alone cleared the corridor bridge, starting from his cognition, everything returned to its initial state.

All that remained were the damp clothes he wore, bringing him an extremely real discomfort.

Yet at this moment, from within the overlapping mist seemed to come a distant nursery rhyme and the clanking of iron chains.

In Lin Yi’s ears rang the rumbling sound of a speeding train, his vision flickered rapidly again, and within the gray mist appeared those broken sculptures hung upside down by chains; they sang, their heads swaying, pairs of pale golden eyes in the shadows seemed to watch like a pack of wolves...

[’Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi...where are you going...’]

[’Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... how far can you go...’]

[’Return, return...’]

[’I wait for you in the wasteland...’]

Perception alternated, normality and abnormality jumped back and forth. He even saw the surging waves splashing on both sides of the corridor bridge, shattering into countless water vapors.

The other end of the corridor bridge seemed to connect to a mysterious realm.

The Teaching Building?

Or...

Lin Yi’s pupils focused slightly, within the gray mist, the outline of a building loomed indistinctly.

What? There’s another expert?!

Lin Yi’s heart leapt with astonishment, his eyes instantly bright as stars, as if they were about to ignite.

"That is..."

"A Bell Tower?!"

As he watched, the lines within the mist became increasingly distinct, and ultimately the outline materialized, surprisingly, into a bell tower.

Lin Yi’s heart seized tightly.

This was a building that didn’t exist under the normal layers of the campus—a bell tower!

Moreover, it wasn’t the bell tower in the Art Building!

On the day he entered the school, he saw the silhouette of the bell tower on campus through the blue bus window, whereby he assumed the bell tower was part of the campus. However, after he encountered all the usual buildings within the campus, he found that no bell tower existed at all.

Later, he thought the bell tower was part of the Art Building’s layers, but after going to the Art Building himself, he discovered the two bell towers had completely identical styles.

The bell tower in the Art Building was ancient, while the one on campus bore more obvious marks of modern industrialization.

His final hypothesis—that the bell tower was part of the Library—remained unconfirmed for various reasons. Who the hell can match a tooth-carved ball and a bell tower, damn it!

...He could.

Sherlock Holmes once said that when you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

So the library is basically a tooth-carved ball with a bell tower on top, is it...

What kind of Digital Monster Unicorn nonsense is this, could it even transform into Steel Garurumon Bell Tower mode...

Lin Yi was speechless, but the events happening now were more and more absurd, forcing him to keep some of his farfetched guesses private.

The gray mist continued to surge, mixed with some effusion, striking against his face.

The eerie environment persisted, blurring dream and reality.

The corridor bridge unknowingly became a wet lead-grey hue. In the flickering vision and intermittent singing, the structure of the corridor bridge seemed to expand and twist, with sticky black liquid seeping through the mossy crevices as if licked by some unspeakable presence.

Mist surged from the depths of the Green Forest Belt, carrying the odor of decaying leaves, condensing on both sides of the corridor bridge into translucent tentacle-like fog, sometimes curling, sometimes stretching, like countless dormant pale arms...

Lin Yi shook his head, dispelling these illusions, then decisively walked towards the location of Class B2.

In the classroom corridor of the B section, some bold students were curiously observing the environment around them. Their faces seemed strangely unfamiliar to Lin Yi, making him suspect if another batch of new university life experience students arrived today.

Such clear yet naive eyes...they don’t look like those who’ve spent a night in this campus at all.

"Bringing in newcomers at a time like this...what’s the school board thinking?"

Lin Yi’s temple throbbed with veins, as if foreseeing that some of these people would not survive the night.

"Never mind...maybe I’m overthinking it."

Lin Yi shook his head, shaking off his Holy Mother Heart. He was just an experience student, why should he consider the school’s problems...

The administration was backed by the officials; why should he worry about them?

He should take care of himself...

Chasing after a plan to save Maozi, and leaving the campus before the "Primordial Ash Apostle" caused him trouble was more realistic.

He ignored these suspected new experience students, turned a corner, and continued to the Teacher’s Office at the entrance of "Class B2."

"Knock, knock..."

He reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It’s me, Lin Yi, student ID number ’X0230506098’." Lin Yi replied in the prescribed format.

"Click!"

The peephole opened, Class Teacher-040 widened his eyes for a look, confirmed, and quickly shut it.

The next moment, the office door partially opened, the fair-skinned hand of Class Teacher-040 reached out, grabbed Lin Yi’s wrist, and yanked him in.

This sudden "warm reception" startled Lin Yi, but before he could utter a word, he met the utterly solemn gaze of Class Teacher-040.

"Teacher, you..."

"Answer me first." Just as Lin Yi started, Class Teacher-040 interrupted him, "What were you doing at the corridor bridge earlier this noon?"

"I was constructing a puppet..." Lin Yi innocently replied, "Didn’t you teach me the method? Why deny it now?"

The memory was clear, it was indeed "him in person" constructing the puppet...Class Teacher-040 felt a slight movement in his heart, first sighing relief, then countered, "Did I tell you the method at your time?"

"Ah? Didn’t you say it to me personally, even Li Huiyuan was there listening!" Lin Yi brought up a witness.

Class Teacher-040 rolled his eyes: "I only told you the principle of construction."

"Once I know the principle, can’t I do it?" Lin Yi was still somewhat puzzled.

Class Teacher-040 wasn’t sure if Lin Yi was truly wise or profoundly ignorant and explained helplessly, "Just because you know the principles of rocket construction, can you build a rocket?"

"Of course not, you’d still need enough technical and material resourc..." Lin Yi suddenly stopped.

Class Teacher-040 looked at him with a half-smile, "So where did your technique come from? Don’t tell me it was innate."