AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 415 - 186 Not for Me to See_2

Chapter 415: Chapter 186 Not for Me to See_2

"Because... the Pseudo-Human Pollution Range is the most likely place for ’Alien Sculptures’ to emerge. Once an Alien Sculpture appears, its characteristics can even affect us, making it very tricky to handle."

"’Alien Sculpture’...?" Tian Bufan pondered, and Lin Yi also pondered.

He immediately thought of ’non-human classmates’ Ge Qing and ’non-human classmates’ Nie Yun... no, after he and Wei Liang had disrupted their cognition, resulting in a chaotic state of entanglement and fusion that resembled an alien sculpture. Could that be the process by which an ’Alien Sculpture’ is produced?

But Pseudo-Human Nie Yun and Pseudo-Human Ge Qing... they didn’t seem very eager to fuse into the form of an Alien Sculpture.

Then, Tian Bufan stood up, walking unhurriedly toward the elevator.

However, just as Tian Bufan moved, Lin Yi suddenly sensed something amiss. Following his induction, he looked up and saw a large amount of green mist that wasn’t dispersing, clinging to the ceiling of the floor!

"What is this...?!" Lin Yi’s pupils dilated slightly. This green mist resembled the smoke rings exhaled by smokers, with countless rings hovering in front of the ceiling without any sign of dissipating.

Inclusion, he could sense a strong malice and resentment.

"It’s the Green Mist Mark!" Just as he realized this, the green mist seemed like it had found its target and circled around, drifting towards Old Du and Old Zhang!

Sure enough, this green mist was emitted by the Nightwalkers eliminated by Old Du and Old Zhang, and it swept towards them driven by ’hatred values’.

Old Zhang, who was leisurely sitting on the steps soaking up the sun, glanced at the massive green mist and couldn’t help but scoff. At the next moment, the green mist arrived just above his head.

Just as they were about to pour down, a burst of sky-blue steam, much like Saiyans erupting Qi, suddenly surged from Old Zhang’s body. This steam wrapped around him like mist, looking as though... he was preemptively protected by the blue mist!

"Not this blue steam again!" Lin Yi exclaimed, eyes widening as the sky-blue steam clashed head-on with the descending green mist.

Before long, the green mist capable of imprinting the Green Mist Mark was completely neutralized, but the sky-blue steam around Old Zhang also dimmed significantly. He appeared somewhat drained.

To any ordinary observer, Old Zhang just seemed to be resting and soaking up the sun on the steps, but he appeared to be even more exhausted rather than rested.

Old Du also dispelled the portion of green mist entangling him and glanced at Old Zhang before chuckling: "You felt that, didn’t you? Don’t underestimate the Nightwalkers. Enough of them can still contaminate you. The number just now, plus those dozen Human Sculptures, nearly pushed you to your limit... If you’re not careful and get contaminated, be wary of taking an underground basement tour."

"Damn it, don’t scare me with the basement thing, man!" Despite his tough physique, Old Zhang shuddered at the mention of the basement, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"Alright, alright, I got it. I’ll be careful next time," he hurriedly replied.

Old Du and Old Zhang chatted idly while Lin Yi’s attention was abruptly drawn back by an anxious surge of air. He quickly redirected his gaze from Old Du and Old Zhang and followed Tian Bufan toward the elevator.

As they approached the elevator, Lin Yi felt a wave of heat hitting his face. The air around smelled vaguely of burnt Nightwalkers, similar to the scent of barbecuing meat sprinkled with tea leaves.

Since Tian Bufan only played a ’supporting’ role in the elimination of the Nightwalkers, he wasn’t touched by the green mist at all on this path.

Lin Yi’s view shifted along with Tian Bufan into the elevator.

At first glance, nothing seemed out of the ordinary inside the elevator. Although Purebred Nightwalkers possess a sticky, soft rubbery physique, they didn’t secrete any nauseating slime.

Thus, the interior of the elevator looked very clean. His eyes then moved to the button panel.

The button panel was rather simple: a numeric sequence of "1-8" was present, and above the eighth-floor button was a "↑" button, identical to those in the Dormitory building elevators, surrounded by a red cover marked with a "️" symbol.

However, unlike the dormitory building elevator, this cover didn’t seem very secure, looking as if it had been opened and closed countless times.

"Disappointed, right? There’s actually not much inside the elevator," Old Du said with a grin. Although he came here with Tian Bufan, he wasn’t interested in the elevator and was simply whiling away his time, looking to play a small game of barbecuing Nightwalkers.

But Tian Bufan didn’t step out; instead, he held the elevator door open with his hand to prevent it from closing immediately and silently stood there for a while.

Old Du, puzzled, said: "Junior, isn’t this the same as the dormitory elevator? Do you need to look that long?"

Tian Bufan smiled mysteriously: "Some things are not for me to see."

Old Du: "???"

"Shh... Junior Tian, don’t scare me!"

As Lin Yi was checking the interior of the elevator and found nothing special, hearing Tian Bufan’s words made his skin crawl.

"’Not for me to see’!"

"Damn, isn’t that just for me to see?!"

"Young Master Tian... could he have predicted that I would dream about him? No way, right?"

"That’s impossible, right?!"

Lin Yi reexamined the elevator, trying to find some inconspicuous clues inside, but no matter how hard he looked, it was in vain—the elevator was just utterly ordinary.

Yet he wasn’t willing to give up just like that. He could only try his best to memorize every detail inside the elevator, hoping to imprint it in his mind for later extrapolation in "My World" to find any clues.

"The craftsmanship of this elevator seems quite high..." Tian Bufan suddenly praised, "Old Du, mind shining some light for me."

"Old Zhang, give Junior Tian some light!"

Old Zhang turned around: "Little Li, give Junior Tian some light!"

Little Li, standing not too far away, startled and looked around, realizing no one else was taking the initiative, reluctantly twisted his mouth: "Coming..."

Having said that, he ran under the Sun with a mirror, huffing and puffing, reflecting a beam of light into the elevator.

When the light shone in, countless sparkling lines immediately emerged on the inner walls of the elevator.

It was like a strip of clear tape on glass, visible only from specific reflective angles, just like the edges of the tape.

Lin Yi’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly started examining these lines. However, the elevator, because it had been open for a long time, emitted a "beep beep beep" warning sound.

"It’s closing! Junior Tian, come out!" Old Du suddenly urged him urgently, then suddenly thought of something and quickly added, "Send it to another floor!"

Tian Bufan frowned slightly, took one last look at the interior of the elevator, then quickly exited.

The moment he left the elevator, he swiftly pressed the "6" on the elevator.

As Tian Bufan departed, Lin Yi’s main viewpoint also pulled away from the elevator.

"Which floor did you press?" Old Du asked curiously.

"Sixth floor."

Old Du opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long while, and finally, helplessly stretched out a thumb: "Well... you’re freaking amazing."

"Is there a problem?" Tian Bufan smiled.

"Uh...no problem, it’s all the same anyway." Old Du shrugged, "Come on, it’s getting late, let’s grab some food."

"I can walk with you, but I’ve made arrangements with my roommates."

"Introduce us?"

"The time isn’t right."

"Alright..."

Lin Yi was about to follow Tian Bufan, but just as he took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shattered, and he abruptly fell through...

"Shit, the ground collapsed? No, wait! This is...?"

He immediately realized that below the broken floor was not the basement level, nor had he encountered any floors; there was just an endless expanse of thin mist, and he... was falling!

This was a "transition animation" in the dream... Lin Yi pondered, unsure whose roommate’s perspective he would switch to next.

The mist quickly dissipated, and that grounded feeling returned to the soles of his feet, his field of vision swiftly breaking free from the mist and beginning to survey his surroundings.

But before he could start observing, what caught his eye was a very familiar-designed street lamp post.

His attention was instantly drawn to the number on the lamp post.

"Library-102".