AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 999 - 466 Constructing the "Puppet

Chapter 999: Chapter 466 Constructing the "Puppet

He only appears like a "student" in front of Class Teacher-040, but to become a class teacher, his qualities in other aspects are naturally up to par. Although sometimes indecisive, he can still distinguish the situation clearly.

At this moment, Zhao Lingxiao is absorbing the contamination at a speed visible to the naked eye—this is the consequence of ignoring Lin Yi’s advice.

Such a person is not someone he can easily save.

And as the class teacher, he is also well aware of the consequences of doing so.

If she can withstand this amount of contamination, then she will inevitably have a place on the transcendental pathway, otherwise, in the inhuman transcendental pathway, she will surely have a place too.

As for whether she will remain human afterward or whether she can become human, she cannot decide now.

...

At this time, Zhao Lingxiao is deeply immersed in the act of staring into the abyss, her eyes losing focus, with some sparks flickering in her eyes like stars wavering, occasionally flashing a look of longing, then becoming devout and reverent...

And that endless abyss and darkness in her eyes are adorned with peculiar colors as if painted with ink. Her eyes no longer showed faint human silhouettes but a small room, a furnace, a thin figure holding a hammer, and the iron block as red as a branding iron being struck again and again, emitting the sound of clashing.

"Ding! Ding! Ding..."

...

At this moment, Lin Yi is completely unaware that the layers have already been distorted and mutated, nor does he realize the fleeting episode outside.

He is still diligently chopping the vertebrae.

As he continues to chop, when he reaches a certain point, some of the vertebrae suddenly begin to disassemble on their own, some scattered bone spurs fall apart with a "kala la" sound as if their main support has been removed.

Lin Yi, like an artisan making intangible cultural heritage, shaves off the abnormally growing bones, then carefully polishes every critical bone.

Once he has selected most of the bones, he places them together, then picks up one of the bones, dipping it in some extraordinary material like dipping in glue, and starts to bond the bones together like using a hot melt glue gun.

He slowly adheres to the basic bone framework, and just building the skeleton consumes more than half of the extraordinary material in the vessel, even the slightly rusty bottom tray has become faintly visible under the extraordinary material.

Lin Yi notices that the bottom of this vessel seems to be engraved with some kind of pattern, unsure if it’s rust or a secret mark.

But he just glances at it before continuing to construct the skeleton.

After finishing the skeleton, he doesn’t rush to fill it with flesh but steps back two steps, looking at the skeleton in front of him, like admiring one of his few handmade products.

This skeleton still gives off a rather gothic feel. Once the bones at each section are placed in their corresponding positions, strands of mycelium-like filaments start to emerge between the bones, linking up with each other and quickly hardening into armor-like structures, eventually making the entire skeleton appear as if wrapped in cobwebs.

After a round of reflection, Lin Yi feels that this level should be about right, and trying to refine it further would be much more labor-intensive.

From a cost-performance perspective, this grade of skeleton is just right.

But he still doesn’t make any extra movements, nor does he intend to assemble the surrounding flesh.

Because when he was just carving the flesh and dissecting the bones, he came up with some new molding inspirations—or rather, he suddenly "thought of" some new inspirations.

He took a deep breath, put away the kitchen knife in his hand, and then began to slowly release his perception touch, gradually infiltrating into the skeleton like he previously controlled the body of the blue-aproned chef.

This skeleton, unlike the chef in the green apron, doesn’t have its own will, plus it was constructed by Lin Yi himself, so he is intimately familiar with every joint, thus when his perception touch contacts the skeleton, it very naturally infiltrates in.

Soon, his will begins to descend onto the skeleton...

Lin Yi takes a deep breath, and his body slowly squats down on the ground, resting his cheek on his left hand, looking like a bored and decadent youth.

Yet part of his will has already surged into the skeleton following the perception touch.

"Buzz... buzz..."

In the black space, ripples spread out from beneath Lin Yi, and when they reach the skeleton, an ethereal halo begins to appear on it, like the ripples in the lake in the afterglow of the sunset.

Lin Yi’s vision slightly fluctuates, and he feels as though he has opened his eyes again.

But in reality, he doesn’t have "eyes"; he has merely entered the skeleton like a driver entering a cockpit.

"What a wondrous feeling..." he turned his head to look at Tian Bufan and Kuai Hongji, "How magical this feels!"

But in Tian Bufan’s eyes, the skeleton is merely moving its jawbone with a "ka ba" sound, and nothing else.

Tian Bufan rubbed his forehead: "Stop playing, it doesn’t even have vocal cords, better continue with the next step."

Uh... Lin Yi scratched his head, producing only "ga la ba ba" sounds with his knuckle bones tapping the air.

Suddenly, he remembered this skeleton has no head, to be precise, no skull.

Ah... it’s kind of baffling.

Lin Yi felt a little speechless, but it didn’t matter; he started the next step obediently.