AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 698 - 320 Transformation of Pseudo-Human Sports Students_2

Chapter 698: Chapter 320 Transformation of Pseudo-Human Sports Students_2

But he soon discovered that it wasn’t just him; the Sports Students around him were also absorbing the red essence, even a thread of red essence swirled around Li Huiyuan’s head like an errant hair.

But for Li Huiyuan, it seemed rather difficult to ’eat,’ consuming for a long time only to nibble away at mere threads.

"This truly is a ’Banquet’!" he couldn’t help but sigh.

If everyone is eating it, it surely must be something good, which made him even more reassured.

Of course, the red essence he absorbed was only a tad bit more than what Xia Lian and those Second-order Sports Students had taken in.

However, the Boss was paying attention to him, and since the Boss didn’t speak out to stop him, that somewhat indicated there weren’t any problems... right?

The Banquet continued, and time slowly passed by.

Suddenly, the Boss, who was standing on the protruding part of the Giant Dome, seemed to have felt something and tensed up slowly.

"Something has changed!" the Boss spoke, "There’s a problem on the side of the Art Building!"

The Physical Education Teachers around him, upon hearing this, all looked towards the Giant Dome’s sports field.

They saw the water ripple without wind, and beneath those ripples, it seemed to reflect a stormy convergence.

Beneath the storm, there appeared to be a multitude of black shadows surging...

"Daytime cloudburst, a large-scale Invasion!"

"The attacks on the Art Building side are more severe!"

"Can the Night Watchmen hold out?"

"The Night Watchmen will definitely hold the line, but the Art Teachers may not be able to withstand it; we need to support them!"

"Night hasn’t fallen; we have no normal means of getting there!"

"If we just charge over, we’ll expend too much energy, and rushing to help will lose its purpose!"

"Moreover, the matters here have not yet concluded; we must deal with each issue separately; even if we are to go, we must first resolve the matter at hand!"

"This is a frontal Invasion! We can’t focus solely on rushing to help; we must leave behind sufficient forces to deal with the possible attack from the Rage Angels!"

"How should we allocate forces?"

"There will inevitably be insufficient forces; we must ’conscript’ some of the Experience Students temporarily!"

"In such times, those who get drenched leaving the Gymnasium almost have no way to survive."

"That’s the only option; once the matter here is resolved, we temporarily conscript those who got wet without showing anomalies, and the rest, we simply have them take a bath and then bring them back here together."

"Within the Gymnasium, the temporary Sports Students can also serve as part of the forces; leaving the Gymnasium, they will undoubtedly die."

"One last point, when night falls, we will dispatch a portion of people to the Art Building; as for how many to send, we will decide based on the specific situation after all current issues are resolved."

"No problem, let’s do it this way."

In just a few words, the Boss and the Physical Education Teachers quickly formulated a response plan.

At that moment, some commotion began to stir among the stands below.

Some of the Sports Students gradually started to show some problems; at first, they were just a bit fidgety, but soon they began to scratch their ears and cheeks, unable to sit still, and then one by one started to show signs of disordered breath...

Their backs began to arch, their bodies started to slump, and low growling sounds emanated from their throats.

If one looked closely, they would realize that their surroundings were filled with a green essence, which, like countless tendrils, began to lash at their bodies and subtly infiltrated their insides.

Lin Yi was nearby and noticed their abnormalities in an instant, the other Sports Students also perceived it but unanimously chose to Ignore.

Lin Yi also quickly realized that all the Sports Students who were showing issues were Pseudo-Human Sports Students!

"No wonder the Boss and the others didn’t take the initiative to deal with them from the start; it turns out they were using the ’Banquet’ to cull them all in one sweep."

Truly worthy of the well-established gymnasium system, even dealing with Pseudo-Human Sports Students is so systematic, Lin Yi couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

While absorbing pollution, he curiously observed the changes in the Pseudo-Human Sports Students.

He saw their pupils begin to dilate, their gazes sometimes wandering restlessly, sometimes staring angrily in a fixed direction, as if searching for something yet unable to find it. Their faces started showing twisted spasms; their lips twitched incessantly. Expressions commanded by uncontrollable greed began to emerge on their faces.

Their breathing became more and more rapid, each breath more urgent than the last. Finally, a few Pseudo-Human Sports Students left their seats and began roaming the stands like gorillas.

They paced back and forth unconsciously, or violently shook their heads as if trying to listen to a particular sound or rid themselves of some invisible force.

Their expressions twisted and changed between rapture and madness. They craned their necks like giraffes, looking around as if trying to differentiate a unique scent from all the diverse smells.

"What are they searching for...?"

Not the red scent, not the black scent, nor the gold scent...

Wait, it’s...

"Grey Mist?!"

Those Pseudo-Human Sports Students, they are actually craving the power of the Grey Mist!

At this moment, the Grey Mist had already enveloped the stands, the entire Giant Dome seemed shrouded in a thin fog, and the scent of the Grey Mist, which should be avoided by everyone, only seemed to please the Pseudo-Humans even more.

But if it’s just the Grey Mist, there’s no need to search like this, right? What exactly is the reason?

"Hmm...What is that?!"

"It’s ’Primordial Pollution’!"

The scent that the Pseudo-Human Sports Students are craving is not just the Grey Mist, but a Grey Mist mixed with Primordial Pollution!

It’s not just the Grey Mist they crave, but any Grey Mist carrying other breaths.

In short, it must contain Grey Mist, then combining it with any other scent would work, but it just can’t be a purely clean scent.

"How strange, a pure scent... they don’t even fancy it?"

"Mine! This is mine!"

A Pseudo-Human Sports Student fiercely grabbed another one beside it, yanked it away, then like tracing a scent with its nose, began to sniff desperately.

After inhaling that wisp of scent, the previously fierce and twisted face showed an expression of enjoyment and pleasure, standing motionless, shaking its head as if it were a twisting, swaying underwater plant.

Other Pseudo-Human Sports Students continued their search for this scent, those who had absorbed it paused, the rest continued to scour like foraging beasts.

But soon, those who had absorbed the Grey Mist’s breath and become motionless were on the move again, only with each consumption and digestion of the Grey Mist they became increasingly akin to Nocturnal species...

Gradually, their gaze and expressions became more and more fierce, that sick fervor was bone-chilling, as if they had turned into creatures that would fight to the death over a mere piece of meat.

Yet oddly enough, they completely ignored the Sports Students and others sitting in their seats, as if they were invisible.

"So hungry... so hungry..."

"I want... I want more..."

Finally, they all turned their gaze in unison toward the middle of the field.

"There..."

"Right there..."

Their bodies stiff like puppets, they still rushed to the edge of the first level of the stands. One by one they climbed over the railing, tumbling onto the field like those who had lost their balance.

Some fell face-down, unaffected even after gulping down a few mouthfuls of water. After getting up, they continued to twist and turn, walking step by step toward the field.

These Pseudo-Human Sports Students, now like a tide of walking dead, started heading toward the field, and their target was unmistakably... the skeleton of the Rage Angel.

Standing on the protruding structures under the dome of the Giant Dome, the Physical Education Teachers looked down at the throngs of dozens of Pseudo-Human Sports Students like a zombie horde, their expressions unchanged, as if they were already accustomed to this.