AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 908 - 420 Was my naked clothes also in your prediction?!

Chapter 908: Chapter 420 Was my naked clothes also in your prediction?!

"After that thing appeared, it indiscriminately caused massive casualties."

"Zealots, Rage Angels, Sneering Angels... as well as our classmates, all suffered devastating losses."

"If Boss hadn’t returned in time, the number of casualties would have been even higher."

All the Sports Students nearby wore grim expressions.

Hearing Xu Shunkang’s description of the entity, Lin Yi’s first thought was: "Conceptual level sculpture!"

"Did the Boss arrive in time and then drive that thing away?"

Xu Shunkang nodded: "Yes... I always knew Boss was strong, but I never imagined that Boss’s strength far exceeded my expectations. That thing... Boss calls it the ’Ashen Apostle.’ Apparently, its sequence ranking in genealogy isn’t low."

"’Ashen Apostle’?" Lin Yi murmured to himself. So this is the true name of the ’Conceptual level sculpture’?

But despite being an official Execution Officer, Class Teacher-039 didn’t even know about the ’Ashen Apostle’?

"What on earth is that thing?" Lin Yi asked.

Xu Shunkang shook his head and replied: "I don’t know. This is also the first time I’ve heard this name. All I know is that it’s some deeply-layered, extremely high-level pollutant. Does Little Huixuan know?"

He turned to Li Huiyuan.

Li Huiyuan shook her head: "Seems like my mentor mentioned it, but I haven’t learned that Chapter yet. Mystical genealogy has too many complex and bizarre sequences. I’ve only studied the broader ones. ’Ashen Apostle’ might be a regional-specific special sequence... We should ask the Boss, right?"

"Lin Yi, what’s wrong?"

Lin Yi shook his head: "I’m fine..."

But he had thought of many things he couldn’t share with Xu Shunkang.

Ashen Apostle... ashes...

Head Yuan... Mu Daxian... Mountain Man...

"Supreme Judgment" pathway... gathering "ashes"... infiltrating forces...

Countless fragmented pieces of information floated vaguely through the void, connected in tenuous, indistinct ways, yet failing to form a coherent picture.

With the emergence of the key puzzle piece—the name ’Ashen Apostle’—he felt as if he had glimpsed a mottled fragment of the broader truth.

But the knowledge he had was far too limited, leaving him unable to produce meaningful deduction or calculation.

One thing, however, seemed certain: the Boss unquestionably knew the connection between "ashes" and "Ashen Apostle." Otherwise, the Boss wouldn’t have helped eliminate the ashes from him earlier.

The Boss’s actions seemed aimed at severing his connection with the ’Ashen Apostle,’ as if there was some malignant issue lurking within.

Yet the Security Guard blatantly ignored the ashes clinging to him, layering cryptic hints of something unspoken...

The presence of these ashes on his body—what did it ultimately signify?

He didn’t know.

But one thing he was certain of: the storm vortex centered around the clue ’ashes’ had already formed, coiling ominously above S City University’s sky. He desperately wished to disentangle himself, but was powerless to escape.

Once the storm descended, he was fated to become merely a pawn upon the chessboard.

How many were the players? He couldn’t say. The Boss, who sought to erase the ashes from him, was most likely among them, though evidently reluctant to get him involved. The Security Guard, who remained utterly indifferent to the ashes, was certainly another player. At least, this one Security Guard certainly was.

Only now did he begin to grasp the staggering significance inherent in Class Teacher-039 transitioning from mere chess piece to Gambler within the game.

As his understanding of the campus deepened, he gradually realized that, whether it be Mu Daxian, Old Mo, or even Class Teacher-039, their "value" was climbing dramatically.

To avoid being swept away like a feather in the looming storm, he needed to garner his own "value."

Perhaps the first step was unraveling the relationship between "ashes" and the ’Ashen Apostle.’

Resolving himself, he returned to his seat with Li Huiyuan, lost deep in thought, his brow tightly furrowed, silent.

Li Huiyuan noticed his demeanor and instinctively clutched her chest, pressing her lips together. Her eyes bore traces of anguish: "Lin Yi, I didn’t expect you went through so much last night..."

Lin Yi snapped out of his thoughts, his frown easing slightly: "That’s not all. Would you like to hear more?"

"Ah?" Li Huiyuan was surprised. "Why didn’t you mention it earlier?"

Lin Yi replied: "That wasn’t what Xu Shunkang wanted to know. It’s what you want to know."

He added: "I promised to ’spill’ everything to you."

"Oh~" Li Huiyuan let out a curious sound. "Go ahead, tell me then."

So Lin Yi began: "After I returned to the campus, I relied on the streetlights to make my way back to the Teaching Building. My clothes were ruined because, on the way back, I encountered an attack from nocturnal species..."

"You were attacked?" Li Huiyuan’s heart tightened with worry. "Are you alright?"

Lin Yi shook his head: "Thanks to Boss’s recovery training, I managed to endure their assaults and escape back. Later, I ran into the Security Guard, who brought me back."

"Then, I ran into the Class Teacher. When she saw my clothes were unwearable, she fetched an outfit left behind by an earlier teacher from her office and told me to make do with it."

Hearing this, Li Huiyuan’s dazzling eyes narrowed mischievously: "So... did she see you entirely exposed?"

Li Huiyuan’s unsettling angle of inquiry made Lin Yi freeze for a moment. He had tried to explain vaguely and even omitted details about battling for three hundred rounds and healing wounds, yet Li Huiyuan had perfectly pieced together an exaggerated scenario...