AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 219 - 102 Interaction and Eye Contact_2

Chapter 219: Chapter 102 Interaction and Eye Contact_2

He had used up all the paint on his palette, and began pouring more from the paint can, continuing to pour as he used it up.

After several repetitions, he suddenly threw the palette away in frustration, dipping his paintbrush directly into the can to dye and mix the colors before continuing to paint.

His thoughts seemed to always hover on the edge of chaos and madness, yet his creations began to emit a wild, restless power and beauty.

He focused solely on expressing his own inner world, his thoughts seemingly transcending traditional physical limits.

While painting to his heart’s content, he suddenly leaped up excitedly and kicked the paint can on the floor away.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." he laughed like a madman, pacing erratically in the sea breeze.

His actions abruptly shattered the silence atop the Watchtower, startling Mu Daxian and the Art Student, who glanced over disapprovingly, but were rendered speechless by what they saw on his easel.

The two exchanged looks, seeing a hint of horror in each other’s eyes.

"Old Mu, he..."

"Shush! Don’t disturb him... spread out a bit, let’s wait for him in the corridor, and make sure no other students come out and bother him!"

They quickly exchanged information and then carefully retreated to the corridor.

Mao Feiyang was still immersed in the "Artistic Journey," and even Lin Yi was engrossed in Mao Feiyang’s world...

But Lin Yi was much calmer than Mao Feiyang, able to perceive Mao Feiyang’s chaotic and mad state, and clearly see the white powder particles that fell from the air like snowflakes before melting into Mao Feiyang’s body.

He also saw the creation on Mao Feiyang’s easel...

It was a bell tower enveloped by a storm, with brilliant lightning tearing through half the sky.

At that moment, he heard a wailing roar from within the sea breeze and looked up at the sky, where the storm gathered, forming a whirling current, and the deep rumbling noise echoed as if heavy castle gates were being pushed open.

The scene displayed in the sky was just like the chaotic tangles previously left on the paper by Mao Feiyang; it was as if he had foreseen this moment just a moment before!

Suddenly, through Mao Feiyang’s perspective, Lin Yi saw a rift in the chaotic sea of clouds, revealing a scene that seemed to be another kind of pure white light.

As Lin Yi looked at the spot, his vision suddenly experienced a bizarre twist, and the environment of sea breeze and fog seemed to be pulled away abruptly by an invisible hand, his spirit seeming to undergo a traverse...

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing under a clear sky with white clouds, in front of a building too familiar to be any more familiar—Teaching Building.

He was back in front of the Teaching Building, staring at the Moss below his feet...

Everything he had experienced felt like a dream.

"That’s not right... I was dreaming all along!"

His mind and thoughts seemed still buffering, not "loading" instantly, but after a few breaths he suddenly slapped his head:

"Wait! I know!"

He was quite sensitive at this time point because, if he remembered correctly, around 1:20 PM during the day, he had returned to the Teaching Building from the Cafeteria, muttering about the Moss, and then by chance a cloud drifted across the sky and covered the sun, and he experienced a Phantom Vision of traversing into Mao Feiyang.

That meant, this kind of traversing Phantom Vision was not only his own but also happened to Mao Feiyang at the same moment!

Had his "spirit" swapped with Mao Feiyang at that moment?!

He looked up at the sky, and the sun obscured by the clouds exhibited a bizarre, dim glow, with a ring of dark golden light around it.

"This sun...?!"

This sun was just like the black sun in the layer where the Art Building was situated!

But why was he seeing it at this moment?!

He immediately noticed the clouds displaying an irrational ripple in the sky, and under that ripple, there appeared to be a startling crack, through which his gaze could see a castle built on a cliff!

A terrifying storm gathered above the castle, as if it intended to devour the Bell Tower as well.

The huge Bronze Ancient Bell hung at the top of the Bell Tower, enduring the baptism of the sea wind and fog.

The storm’s fierce winds mixed with the mist continuously assaulted the walls of the Bell Tower, emitting a thunderous rumbling sound.

The exterior of the Bell Tower, weathered by the years, appeared somewhat decrepit, its smooth, pitch-black stones slick with rain.

"Rumble..."

Thunder sounded, white lightning tearing through the dark night sky. He saw Mao Feiyang standing not far from the front of a watchtower near the Bell Tower, staring right back at him across layers!

No!

At that time, Mao Feiyang wasn’t Mao Feiyang but... "him" from May 7, X023, at 13:20!

In this dream, himself dreaming at some time in the early hours of May 8, X023, had taken over Mao Feiyang’s perspective, then locked gazes across time with himself from May 7, X023!

An indescribable feeling instantly swept through Lin Yi’s heart. Accompanying this realization of "Today I realize I am me," a tingling sensation as if electrified spread throughout his body.

At the same time, he suddenly found that "his" body from May 7, X023, had taken on a strange white texture, with a surface temperature terrifyingly low, the whole figure as cold as stone.

No, not like stone but rather... like a plaster sculpture.

"Me...?!"

"Was I like this then?!"

Lin Yi’s hair stood on end as, at that moment, he realized the extent of the contamination he had unknowingly suffered!

He remembered Boss’s words again—hard to imagine you managing to make it to the gymnasium alive!

He originally wondered, but now he knew—it was also hard for him to imagine how he could have survived with such significant contamination and made it to the gymnasium!

He remembered walking on that non-existent road when he later went to the gymnasium. Now everything seemed to have a traceable pattern, but he still wasn’t sure about the cause and effect details of walking on that road.

But setting that aside, he remembered what happened in the swimming area of the gymnasium.

"Swimming class!"

"Boss pushed me into the pool, and after that I felt much better, but a plaster-like substance stuck to Boss’s leg..."

"Could the swimming class be a session designed for sports students to purify the contamination in experience students?"

That would explain what Wei Liang said about being held down in the swimming pool by a sports student for an hour.

Clearly, it involved purification of contamination.

As this realization hit him, his vision suddenly warped into distorted and crumbling images, and when he regained his senses, he found his perspective had returned to Mao Feiyang in front of the Art Building.

The brief interaction had ended just like that.

At that moment, Mao Feiyang, possessed by "yesterday’s self," in a panic knocked over the easel, tearing a slit in the canvas that fell to the cold floor tiles.

The slit on the canvas looked like the sky torn apart by lightning.

"Old Lin..." Mao Feiyang breathed heavily, his forehead dotted with sweat.

But unlike Lin Yi’s reaction at the time, Mao Feiyang’s look of terror only flickered for a moment before it vanished, soon replaced by a sharp glint in his eyes...

He squinted, pondering something.

He looked again at the painting on the floor, puzzled. "Huh... this Bell Tower, when did I paint this?"