AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 237 - 111 The Shadow Behind Wei Shan_2

Chapter 237: Chapter 111 The Shadow Behind Wei Shan_2

"Old Lin, why do you look so terrible? If you need to take a dump, don’t hold it in, ow!" Wei Liang, looking at Lin Yi who was struggling to concentrate his energy on induction, couldn’t help but offer a friendly reminder.

"Roll, roll, roll..." Lin Yi said wordlessly, holding his forehead.

...

The year was X023, May 8th, 8:03, on the cobblestone path leading to the Teaching Building.

Tian Bufan suddenly stopped in his tracks as he looked ahead at the three Teaching Buildings.

"We should split up here. Let’s meet again at noon or in the afternoon."

"Ah? Not walking together anymore?" Lin Yi asked in confusion, "I remember you’re in Building C, right? I’m in Building B, isn’t there just one Corridor Bridge separating us?"

Tian Bufan shook his head with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "Old Lin, don’t limit your thinking. With so many issues in this campus, how can you be sure that the Corridor Bridge is definitely normal?"

Tian Bufan’s words sent a shock through Lin Yi, who couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath, "Hiss... with you saying that, could it be that there’s something wrong with the Corridor Bridge too?"

"It’s not about ’also having a problem’, but rather about being cautious when you’re not sure there isn’t one. It’s always right," Tian Bufan shook his head, "I don’t know whether there’s an issue with the Corridor Bridge, but for now, we don’t need to confront it directly."

"It’s best if we each explore the single Teaching Building first, then we can see if they’re the same. If there’s a chance, we can then probe the rules of the Corridor Bridge section."

"And then there’s the mysterious and unknown Building D, right? It’s obvious there’s a problem with it, but right now our first task is to confirm whether the mechanisms or underlying logics of Buildings A, B, and C are the same."

Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded his head.

"Let’s set the meeting time before 11:30 at noon, in the area between the Student Passage and the Student Cafeteria."

"And for the evening, before 18:30."

"If you haven’t seen me by those two times, just go have your meal and then leave. We’ll see each other again back at the dormitory in the evening."

"Alright, I’m off. Remember to find time to write out the ’Art Department’ rules and give them to me when we meet next time." Tian Bufan waved his hand and bid farewell to Lin Yi, heading off on the cobblestone path that branched towards Building C.

After Tian Bufan left, Lin Yi was left with Wei Shan and Wei Liang.

Lin Yi recalled that Wei Shan’s classroom was in Group B, Class 3, and that... wasn’t it just next door to theirs?

"Right..." Lin Yi suddenly paused, "Wei Shan, your classroom is right next to mine?"

Wei Shan nodded, "Yeah, I’m in Group B, Class 3."

"Hold on, you two!" Wei Liang scratched his head, his puzzled gaze shifting between Lin Yi and Wei Shan, "Old Lin, how do you know their class? I remember you guys never mentioned it before, right?"

Lin Yi looked surprised, "Eh, could it be you heard our entire conversation?"

"No... I just eavesdropped a... ah no, I didn’t hear anything, yeah that’s right... almost forgot you guys exchanged information when I couldn’t hear." Wei Liang revealed an expression of revelation as if to say ’whether you believe it or not, I do’, "Let’s not talk about that anymore, shall we go back to the classroom?"

"Let’s go back," Lin Yi nodded.

The three of them walked together and soon arrived at the steps of Teaching Building A.

Wei Shan spoke up, "Old Lin, I’m also heading off."

"Alright," Lin Yi nodded.

Seeing that Wei Shan had left as well, Lin Yi didn’t step up the stairs but started looking at the moss on the steps, then took a closer look.

Yesterday, around 13:20, he had interacted and traversed within his vision through the moss with Mao Feiyang, but now he didn’t feel that sensation.

He looked again at the Teaching Building, and saw that the fourth floor was perfectly normal.

"Old Lin, what are you looking at on the stairs?" Wei Liang said incredulously, "Do you know what you just looked like?"

"Looked like what?"

"It’s like ’when I look up, I see the bright moon, when I look down, I think of my home.’

Lin Yi’s mouth twitched, "What’s this ’delicate foot’ business?"

"It’s not ’delicate,’ it’s ’foot.’ When Wei Liang said the word ’foot,’ his lips curled in a lecherous smile, and his expression resembled the Yellow Monkey clocking out in a miner’s comic, making a "jiojio" sound and giving a detective-like gaze, "You were looking at your shoes just now, weren’t you?"

"No."

"Yes, you were. What else would you be looking at, moss?" Wei Liang said contemptuously, "I know you too well, kid. You’re thinking of the feet because the sneakers Boss gave you got thrown in the wash, and they don’t fit ’properly’ anymore, right?"

"..."

"Come on, tell me, do you like Boss’s ’jiojio’ more, or the teacher’s ’ha’ silk more?"

"I ’ha’ your sister...," Lin Yi was speechless for a moment before retorting, "If you like them so much, next gym class I’ll ask for a pair for you to take home and cook with."

Wei Liang chuckled slyly, "If we’re talking about cooking, why not go even more extreme? I prefer the taste of original stockings over original shoes..."

"Liangzi, you’re such a damn pervert..." Lin Yi held his forehead speechlessly, "Then you can go for that 2D cosplayer from yesterday..."

"But I don’t like those fake young-looking types, I prefer real lolis."

"But Boss isn’t a loli either."

"Please, with what Boss has got, who needs a bicycle?" Wei Liang displayed a look of contempt.

Lin Yi conceded defeat on the spot and quickly took action to end the conversation, then headed up the steps and along the corridor to the classroom door of Class B, Group 2.

Passing by the Teacher’s Office, he couldn’t help but stop and glance at the tightly shut door, the image of the homeroom teacher involuntarily coming to mind.

After diverting his gaze from the door, he looked at the doorknob and noticed some plaster-like powder falling off it.

He crouched down, trying to peer into the keyhole, but the slit was so narrow and dark that he could see nothing, even when staring intently.

He then sniffed and detected a scent of tomato, but within that aroma, there was also a faint and discomforting smell of blood.

His mind automatically envisioned a sticky drop of blood rolling around inside the lock tongue.

In that extreme darkness, the crimson blood moved continuously, and as it approached the lighter area, it began to transform into tomato sauce. By the time it reached the illuminated keyhole, the tomato sauce had dried and cracked into white plaster-like powder, slowly falling out in almost imperceptible fashion.

"Looks like another sculpture entered the classroom last night?" Lin Yi narrowed his eyes. He recalled yesterday’s events in his mind and remembered that 25 new Experience Students had arrived, some of whom had left the classroom after self-study and returned to their dorms...

"Wonder how things were last night? I wonder how the homeroom teacher is doing... With her condition, she wouldn’t have been able to withstand the sculpture, right?" Lin Yi didn’t know that the homeroom teacher had already left, but he worried for her considering her state.

He reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and as his palm touched it, he seemed to feel the residual tomato sauce in the keyhole, as if the sauce suddenly became "active."

He instinctively released the doorknob, and that sensation immediately disappeared.

"Is the doorknob burning you?" Wei Liang moved his head closer.

"No," Lin Yi muttered, reaching out and taking hold of the doorknob again.

"Indeed... It’s a bit active. What’s going on here?"

He released and gripped the doorknob several times, back and forth, until Wei Liang finally couldn’t stand it anymore: "Come on, Old Lin, are you going to fiddle with the doorknob half the day before opening the door?"

"Nah, I can’t handle it! Let me do it!" Wei Liang reached over Lin Yi, grabbed the doorknob firmly, and pressed down.

With a "click," a gap instantly opened in the classroom door.

"Huh..."

A quiet breath seeped from the crack of the door...