AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 937 - 434: Either Step on the Pedal or Become the Pedal_2

Chapter 937: Chapter 434: Either Step on the Pedal or Become the Pedal_2

Both sides were just gambling on the information gap, that’s all.

She then said, "The information I received is that the Black Chef tried to resist the ’Angel’ and ultimately died at the Bell Tower. His body was thrown into the sea. Colleagues from the Art Building retrieved his body, only to find that his heart had been violently removed..."

"That Black Chef was no ordinary Black Chef, and his heart was anything but ordinary. If his heart fell into the hands of the nocturnal species, it could very likely catalyze an extraordinary Alien Angel..."

"It’s a pity that his body was submerged in the sea, where countless nocturnal species reside. Finding the heart is extremely difficult, and even if found... it might already be too late." _{free.w e bn.ov(e)l(.)com}

"Old Mo’s heart..." Lin Yi’s breath caught, and he instinctively wanted to tighten the strap on his shoulder, but quickly restrained himself.

Old Mo’s heart was in the backpack he was carrying; fortunately, the backpack seemed to be specially made, and the zipper, like it had door attributes, wouldn’t cause any issues as long as it wasn’t opened, so he wasn’t worried about any breath leaking out.

"His heart... so miraculous?" Lin Yi asked curiously, "How can it nurture an Alien Angel?"

Lin Yi suddenly remembered he had always overlooked one issue: the "hostile concept." Although the zealots seemed to stand against the campus, and they weren’t attacked by nocturnal species, they didn’t get along with the Angel Sculpture either!

In other words, as the grim art teacher said, the zealots themselves were also a branch of the Black Moon Apostle, just like the art students who become hunting targets for the Sneering Angel!

From a culinary perspective, it’s the difference between snowflake meat and the top loin of beef.

The grim art teacher licked the corner of her mouth, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then suppressed some of her inner desire, saying, "For mysterious creatures, the heart is where the essence gathers. Losing the heart is equivalent to losing the soul."

"And like that Black Chef... he could modify the matrix single-handedly, which shows that the power contained within his heart was enough to support the secret mark power of a matrix... Such a heart itself is like a reactor; it only needs to be loaded into a suitable carrier to activate that carrier."

"What do you think, isn’t it miraculous?"

Lin Yi was greatly shocked but also found it very reasonable.

The heart is indeed the source of human power, and after becoming transcendent, concept upgrades fit the transcendent body; it’s quite logical.

But saying it like this does explain why eating tomatoes could replenish energy...

Tomatoes are the hearts of Pseudo-Humans, like the chef in the green apron and other polluters. According to the grim art teacher’s logic, they are also energy, just with poor purity.

They could still be used.

Thinking this way, he suddenly understood.

Lin Yi slowly opened his mouth, "Your information should also be correct, but mine is not false either. Combining both, it’s easy to draw a conclusion."

The grim art teacher seemed to have thought of something too: "You mean... that the Black Chef investigated the ’Ashen Apostle,’ then followed the trail to the Bell Tower and traced it back to the ’Angel’?"

Lin Yi nodded, "The ’Angel’ is shrouded in countless gray mist and ashes. Perhaps the ’Ashen Apostle’ that appeared on campus was deliberately created to cause chaos and then led into the campus."

The grim art teacher listened, frowning: "In theory, this is impossible."

"Of course I know, but facts speak louder than words," Lin Yi said. He grafted Class Teacher-039’s investigation report onto Old Mo, because there was no evidence from the dead to contradict it. As long as he made it reasonable, the grim art teacher couldn’t find any loopholes.

"The ’Ashen Apostle’ first appeared on campus in November last year... During the 70th Grey Mist Invasion, Old Mo saw it."

"Later, thanks to the timely appearance of the Convenience Store Owner, the ’Ashen Apostle’ was expelled."

"According to Old Mo’s investigation, someone led the ’Ashen Apostle’ into the campus and then attempted to collect the ’ashes’ falling from the ’Ashen Apostle’."

The grim art teacher squinted her eyes and murmured, "No wonder... ’Big Snake’ has been restless lately, perhaps related to the ’Ashen Apostle’..."

Lin Yi asked disdainfully, "You mean you didn’t know these things?"

The grim art teacher said, "Of course I knew, but I didn’t expect there to be such connections... That Black Chef really wasn’t simple, such a pity he died."

"Why, from your tone, it seems you don’t want the campus to fall?" Lin Yi asked.

The grim art teacher glanced at him and sneered, "This campus is crucial for us to increase the source of living beings, so, of course, we don’t want it destroyed."

She added, "Even though not everyone shares the same ideal, if we can catalyze Bu Ze, we will do so as much as possible. If it doesn’t work... we’ll consider waste utilization."

Lin Yi’s mouth twitched hard: "’Waste utilization,’ what the hell?"

The grim art teacher smiled, her smile devoid of any emotional fluctuation, "It’s simple; either everyone steps on the pedal together and embarks on the path of ’Glorious Evolution,’ or those conservatives become our stepping stones, helping us towards ’Glorious Evolution.’

"We will channel the Grey Mist, we will surpass the Grey Mist, we will become ’Angels,’ become the gods who bring the ’Light’ back to the world."

"We will become the ’God Clan!’

"Huh?" Lin Yi’s mouth gaped wide open, thinking if zealots became the so-called ’gods,’ he subconsciously imagined a world ruled by machines and people.

He got it... Lin Yi understood that, in the end, the reason the zealots didn’t want the campus destroyed was because their ’tribe’ wasn’t robust enough. They needed this channel to supplement fresh blood, but if it were sufficient, they wouldn’t care about the life and death of the campus.

Indeed, paths that differ cannot conspire together.

The grim art teacher obviously wanted to continue this topic, trying to brainwash Lin Yi like those villain leaders crafting their own mythologies to brainwash passers-by, but Lin Yi was not interested at all, so he directly shifted the topic, asking, "Can you tell me specifically what happened here then..."

"Didn’t you say ’Ashen Apostles’ wouldn’t appear on campus? What actually happened here before? How did those ’Ashen Apostles’ appear?"

The grim art teacher shook her head and said, "I truly don’t know; I hadn’t entered this campus back then... I only know a little in general; it happened a long time ago, maybe related to the official dispatching armed forces to the Art Building to try to conquer it."

"That early?" Lin Yi’s mouth gaped open, "I remember that major failure."

"Exactly, almost total annihilation, but it opened a way, causing the ’Angel’s supernatural power to flood into the campus, coincidentally manifesting a batch of ’Ashen Apostles.’"

"That event had a huge impact, altering the layout during campus construction, and the ’Principal’ and ’Night Watchman’ paid a great price to calm the incident."

"I heard a ’Night Watchman’ fell during that event, and half of the classrooms in the Teaching Building became what you see today."

The grim art teacher candidly revealed.

Lin Yi took a breath of cold air, as if he saw a dark turmoil, gods descending, destroying everything, with the principal and night watchmen guarding the campus, yet still a night watchman perished.

"Wait!!" Lin Yi’s mind suddenly sparked, listening to the grim art teacher’s words, and suddenly connected some things together!