AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 795 - 366: Atop the Bell Tower, the Quantum Giant Clock

Chapter 795: Chapter 366: Atop the Bell Tower, the Quantum Giant Clock

"We should prioritize securing the ’framework’, flesh and blood can wait!"

There’s a sequence to everything, so stabilize the bones first!

Lin Yi began to actively guide the sky blue aura within his body, focusing on repairing his skeletal system, then protecting the "heart".

Yes, the heart.

In his perception, as his body was hit by the blast, the supernatural power within him began to coalesce under pressure and impact, showing a tendency to compress into a golden aura. And the richest concentration of golden aura in his body was in his "heart"!

Only after that, would he then take care of the brain and other body parts.

However, since his body had been instinctively guiding the process up to now, a considerable amount of the coalesced golden aura had been blasted out by the wind, and was dissipated by the mist and storm, leaving only a miniscule amount still lingering inside him.

Now, these traces of golden aura were all being gathered within his bones, becoming part of the skeletal structure.

Having safeguarded the heart and bones from further dissipation, he could then attend to other parts, like... the brain, like the internal organs.

Strangely enough, while one would think the brain to be the core of a person, in his perception, it seemed that his "body" was more crucial than the brain!

This gave him an odd, indescribable feeling of being ’brainless’.

With his active guidance, his heart and bones grew increasingly stronger. And although his body continued to release blood mist, much of it consisted of elements that the sky blue aura couldn’t repair and that were shattered.

Wave after wave of the blast came, and Lin Yi’s body rhythmically ’pfftted’, releasing clouds of blood mist like flatulence.

Throughout this process, Lin Yi’s gaze was ice cold, his expression frighteningly detached, as if the body he was "operating" on wasn’t his own.

In his golden eyes swam a distinct rationality, as he, now in control of his purest instincts, began to reconstruct his ’biological framework’ using an unknown material form...

Yet, he was completely unaware of what exactly he was doing, guided solely by the goal to "withstand the blast and succeed in the Night Watchman’s test"... that’s all.

With continued exposure to the blasting waves, his bones became ever clearer, and the golden aura grew ever richer. Before long, he was able to stand steadily on the stairs and resist the blast waves, then he began to repair his flesh and blood in the same manner.

Watching himself gradually become enveloped in a misty, pale golden haze, Lin Yi couldn’t help but wonder if the mythological Buddhas with their ’Golden Bodies’ or God surrounded by golden radiance were actually these ’Angel Envoys’ who had spread to various parts of the world through voyages in times before cultures had developed?

Given the level of pollution he currently had, with golden mist wafting all around him, what would be the ’special effects’ of those Angel Envoys?

If you really think about it, could the halo typically depicted behind the heads of Huaxia Immortals also represent a similar manifestation of supernatural power, like taking the campus streetlights and hanging them behind one’s head?

Can’t keep thinking like this... if I do, mythology will be cast in a comedic shadow.

Lin Yi glanced at his watch, surprisingly finding that his old quartz timepiece was unscathed amidst the blast waves, not only sturdy but also keeping accurate time. But when he saw the time, he was still taken aback.

1:42.

"What? It’s already 1:42?!"

Old Mo has said he must leave by 4 o’clock. That leaving time should refer to ’taking the elevator out of the Art Building’, not ’starting to evacuate from the Art Building’, right?

That means, considering countless possible dangers on the way back to the elevator shaft of the Watchtower, he really doesn’t have much time left!

"I’ve got to hurry up!" The phrase that Old Mo often repeated now found its way to Lin Yi’s lips.

After spending another minute on the stairs, Lin Yi felt his body was now able to withstand a new round of blasts and took a step onto the second step.

As the blast waves hit, a large amount of blood mist was swept away from his body, but the surface of his bones merely shimmered with golden light, nothing unusual.

Lin Yi was inwardly pleased, marveling at his swift progress?

After two more waves of blasts, Lin Yi found he could indeed easily withstand them and couldn’t help but feel happy.

Of course, his definition of ’easily withstand’ had improved to the point where "a wave of blast would ’only’ tear apart his viscera and body flesh, creating a large amount of blood mist"...

So he climbed with a burst of energy, occasionally staggering but not falling. Then some blood mist was expelled from his body, like Wolverine advancing in the face of Phoenix’s attack.

Feeling the increasing intensity of the blast waves with each step, he eventually stopped halfway up.

The intensity of the blast waves increased again, to a degree that caused a slight tingling sensation in his bones.

Lin Yi didn’t know that this had nothing to do with the rate of his progress, but rather because his subconscious chose the most conservative approach. He had unconsciously raised his body’s tolerance threshold to the level of that step.