AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 917 - 424 Roll Call Finished_2

Chapter 917: Chapter 424 Roll Call Finished_2

"Let me handle this. You just hold onto it for me." Lin Yi said as he handed "Super Extreme Fighting! The Secret Awakening of the Magical Girl!" to Li Huiyuan.

Looking at the book in her hands, Li Huiyuan’s brows twitched slightly. She silently noted the magical girl’s costume on the cover, but couldn’t help but mutter inwardly—this is Lin Yi’s taste...?

Pinkish, whitish... wasn’t it similar to what I wore that day? Could it be that I actually hit his XP zone, but he just didn’t admit it?

Heh, men.

Li Huiyuan’s lips unconsciously curled upwards.

"Take this one too... huh, why are you smiling?" Lin Yi handed another book to Li Huiyuan. Noticing her lips curling up like an uncontrollable AK, he couldn’t help but ask.

Li Huiyuan quickly reined in her smile and coughed lightly: "It’s nothing, I just thought of something happy."

"Oh..." Lin Yi responded, not saying anything further, and continued picking out some H-mangas that resonated with him.

Eventually, Lin Yi and Li Huiyuan left the bookshelf area with eight H-mangas in hand.

...

May 10th, X023, 8:59, Library "?" Level.

On the level with interlaced black-and-white Doric columns, near a certain bookshelf, the limited space around it was filled with a fair number of art students who had clustered together.

The art teacher holding a lamp-like extraordinary creation checked the surroundings with an extremely grave expression.

A somewhat thin art student slumped on the ground, panting in fright and still shaken.

The surrounding art students took turns describing what they had witnessed to him.

"Brother Li, just now you were writing info into the book, but then out of nowhere, you went silent, and your demeanor became stiff and wooden..."

"Then it was like you became a completely different person and started observing the environment around you..."

"I remember how your gaze looked at that moment... it was terrifying, absolutely not like a gaze any human should have..."

"Exactly... the intensity of that golden hue was like the eyes of the most horrifying demon lurking deep within a nightmare..."

"I immediately knew your consciousness had been corrupted. But the moment I called the teacher, your gaze switched back to being clear and foolish again..."

"Talk all you want, but don’t think you can cop a feel out of this—otherwise, I’ll flatten you!" Li Zidan, still catching his breath, fiercely glared at the speaker.

The art teacher meticulously checked the surroundings but couldn’t find any abnormalities. He furrowed his brow and asked, "Li Zidan, did you feel anything just now?"

Li Zidan shook his head foolishly, his expression pure: "Nope..."

"Think harder and don’t reject the idea outright." The art teacher fixed his gaze on him, his tone becoming sterner. "You know that the ’messenger’s’ mental state must be strictly monitored. If any cracks appear in your will..."

Li Zidan’s body reflexively shivered: "Teacher, please let me think about it!"

He pondered earnestly before suddenly raising a finger, mimicking the trademark gesture of a Beef Noodle Master: "Got it!"

"I’ve thought of something!"

"Just now, I actually felt a faint ripple coming from the book... Teacher, do you think it’s possible that someone in the campus area happened to be flipping through the same book, and their perception penetrated through?"

"Impossible." The art teacher shook his head, resolutely dismissing the possibility as soon as he spoke.

"Perception Penetration falls within the domain of Spirit Transition, one of the highest arts in the Perception Series. Even the most exceptional Execution Officer among us couldn’t achieve a transition through a single book."

One art student secretly counted on his fingers, comparing the boundary leaps between perception levels: "Perception... High-Order Perception... Transcendent Vision... Layer Insight... Will Transition... Will Interference..."

"Three levels apart..."

"If I remember correctly, even Brother Xian only reached the level of Transcendent Vision..."

The art teacher nodded: "Right, Mu Daxian is extraordinarily gifted, but he only achieved Transcendent Vision. Most people among us merely touch the doorstep of Layer Insight. As for Will Transition..."

"Among the hundred Dream Builders officially documented by the alliance, fewer than five have mastered it..."

"If any of them entered the library, there’s no way we wouldn’t have noticed."

"Then, Teacher, what exactly happened earlier?" Li Zidan asked in confusion. He surely didn’t want his psyche to have any problems.

The art teacher shook his head: "After my inspection, I couldn’t find any abnormalities. The invasion must have originated externally... I’ve already reported the information to the campus—let’s see if they can help investigate."

"Has everyone else finished writing their information into the books?"

"We’re done."

"Same here."

"We’re finished too..."

Everyone responded one after another.

"Alright. Li Zidan, what about you?"

"I actually... finished writing mine too."

"Good. Pack up and prepare to return to the Art Building. Get a good rest—tonight is going to be another battle." The art teacher announced.

Upon hearing this, the other art students became tense, each showing signs of lingering fear.

"Teacher... this time, it’s lasting so much longer..."

The art teacher furrowed his brow tightly, his eyes brimming with worry: "Yes... in past instances, it would have been over by yesterday, but this time, the peak hasn’t arrived yet..."

"The Night Watchman issued three additional warnings. Tonight... everyone must be prepared to defend the Art Building to the death."

"Let’s go..."

"Got it!" The art students exchanged glances. Though worry was evident in their eyes, there was even more determination and fearlessness.

The sculptures on the Doric columns remained rigid and motionless, but their eyeballs rolled around, staring intently at the backs of the art teacher and art students.

This scene was eerily reminiscent of the false arhats in Xiao Lei Yin Temple observing the Tang Sanzang and his disciples...

Even after the art teacher and students had left, the sculptures remained completely silent. The teacher and students didn’t seem to notice their existence at all.

Perhaps the guidelines said to "Ignore" them... or maybe they...

Simply couldn’t see the sculptures.

...

May 10th, X023, 9:05, Class B, Group 2.

Lin Yi walked out of the bookshelf area, hugging the books. Before he could reach Wei Liang, he noticed that Class Teacher-040 had spotted him.

Class Teacher-040’s gaze clearly avoided him for a moment, then seemed to realize something and refocused on Lin Yi, seemingly trying very hard to convey that she wasn’t waiting for him but just happened to notice him.

Lin Yi paused slightly, then watched as Class Teacher-040 adjusted her folder and slowly descended from the podium in her high heels.

"Click, click, click..."

In the morning light, her black stockings seemed to carry a hint of magic, outlining the shape of her legs. Each step felt like it stomped directly onto Lin Yi’s heart, thumping audibly, his gaze stuck firmly.

Class Teacher-040 opened the door and left the classroom. Lin Yi’s gaze ultimately lingered at the door.

"Hey, she’s gone far away already." Li Huiyuan’s clearly unfriendly voice rang beside Lin Yi’s ear, like an acidic lemon juice being squeezed into his gums.

"Ahem!" Lin Yi coughed dryly, withdrawing his gaze. He hugged the books tightly and walked toward Wei Liang’s seat.

Li Huiyuan wasn’t about to let him off. She quickly followed, squinting her eyes as she probed, "I can wear black stockings too, you know~"

"Pfft..." Lin Yi stumbled, nearly slipping. Out of instinct, he responded, "You’re too young, don’t have the vibe... ah, no, I mean, that, uh... damn..."