Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Just like how Wei Shan once had the shadow of a security guard appear behind him, now the boss and the PE teachers stood together, holding old kerosene lamps, materializing the shadow of the "Night Watchmen."

And unlike Wei Shan's half-baked security guard phantom, this "Night Watchman's" figure was incredibly real, as if summoning a real Night Watchman's upper body!

The Cemetery of the Dead eyed him menacingly, and the black tide surged endlessly. Lin Yi felt that his position was very awkward. The change in layers had indeed brought him along, but because he was restricted by the Cemetery of the Dead from returning to his main body, his path was like lagging in a game, stuck in a dead corner, unable to advance or retreat. It was really hard to keep it together.

The Cemetery of the Dead then frantically unleashed its output of those strange chants right in his face. Phrases like "I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome" echoed in his ears like an old lady chanting scriptures, and Lin Yi… was actually getting used to hearing it!

In reality, it wasn't that, but rather that his brain had already used all its computing power to track the structure and reorganization of the giant egg, and he simply didn't have the extra effort to let himself "listen to the teachings."

So this was freaking "sage time."

When you've exhausted your mental energy on one thing, even if a girl with your preferred fetish dances a pendulum dance for you, you can remain calm and unfazed.

This was simply another unorthodox path that ran counter to Wei Liang's XP-oriented, ingenious skills—the Sage Stream.

"Tired… really tired…" Lin Yi sighed helplessly, really wanting to just fall asleep.

Of course, he also knew that it was just talk. Tiredness was tiredness, hanging up was possible because his will was truly indestructible at this moment.

But sleeping was definitely not an option. Once he fell asleep, even the most indestructible will would become weak and powerless.

He suddenly discovered that in different areas of the "City Wall," there were figures embedded as if they were inlaid in the wall bricks.

These figures, without exception, were the experience students and PE students currently inside the giant egg. They seemed completely unaware of the changes in the layers and were still earnestly enjoying the "feast."

"Wait!"

Lin Yi suddenly reacted. Rather than saying they hadn't realized the changes in the layers, it was better to say they didn't even know about these changes at the layer level!

In his, Lin Yi's, eyes, the giant egg had now become the "City Wall," but in the eyes of those inside the giant egg, the giant egg was still the giant egg!

It was only because his spirit, or rather his consciousness, had completely come to this layer that he could see the "City Wall!"

Did he fall out of the layer, or did the layer affect him?

Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of being a butterfly?

Was he Zhuang Zhou or the butterfly?

Lin Yi felt a sense of suffocation. He couldn't think about this kind of thing anymore.

His mental energy was completely insufficient.

Just at this moment, he heard the voices of the boss and the PE teachers resounding mightily above the city wall:

"De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer!"

The Night Watchmen's precept, under normal layers, its power was not visible. But here, specific words and symbols seemed to truly stir the fluctuations of extraordinary power, like words becoming law, turning into waves of sound that pushed out, drawing visible golden ripples in the dark and cold world.

A magnificent and awe-inspiring feeling of "wherever the precepts reach, evil retreats, and all actions are unobstructed" left Lin Yi in utter shock.

"Is this the true foundation of the gymnasium?"

Only at this moment did he truly understand that the Night Watchmen's Iron Law was indeed not something that ordinary contaminators could touch.

The laws contained within were like directly programming extraordinary power, guiding the changes in power from the root, completely unlike the petty squabbles on the physical level.

The difference in level was too great to be reasoned with.

Under the spread of the golden ripples of the sound waves, the patterns on the city wall gradually filled with golden energy, like the indentations of a calligraphy template… In the end, the city wall in Lin Yi's vision became like this, a golden appearance.

Lin Yi was startled. He then realized that "My World" was still constantly "writing" information!

And he was clearly mentally exhausted, yet he was resisting indomitably as if he had locked his last drop of blood—no, perhaps this was not a blood lock on the level of consciousness, but rather a kind of… relative balance of supply and consumption!

The meaning was that, at this moment, all the replenishment that his conscious body received, apart from keeping that breath of immortal energy alive, was all consumed in the information "written" on the city wall!

He was not only "sensing" the structure of the giant egg layer, but also "sensing" the structure of the city wall on this layer?!

And all of this… just like how his body relied on instinct to directly unleash its self-healing ability beyond his subjective will, now his consciousness was also relying on instinct to directly sense the structure of the city wall beyond his subjective will?

No… then what is "I" supposed to be?!

I've been isolated by "myself"?

What the heck…

And strangely and miraculously, he even found his main body at a certain junction point on the city wall.

And when he saw his main body, he was stunned as if struck by lightning.

Now his main body… was like a vortex, frantically devouring all the surrounding aura.

That's right, it was all the aura, a large amount of blue-green aura, a small amount of red aura, a trace amount of gray and gold aura… all of it was absorbed by him in one go!

And this time, the situation was different from the initial situation of "taking only a ladleful to drink." This time, he accepted everything, almost to the point of absorbing the gray fog…

And after these were absorbed by him, they were annihilated and reorganized in the first instance, transforming into… a golden aura through an unknown conversion path!

These golden auras gradually filled his body, and then burned like flames. Finally, the strands of aura floated out of his body and floated towards… the location of his conscious body!

Surrounded by the golden aura, he did have a strange experience, but more than 90% of the aura was consumed in the first instance, turning into the power to expand "My World," leaving only less than 10% of the power to stabilize his conscious body from the influence of the Cemetery of the Dead's chanting.

"Wait, that sound wave…"

He suddenly realized that the golden ripples in the sound wave were not the manifestation of the sound wave in perception, but rather that he used the fluctuations of the sound wave to mark the golden aura, using this fluctuation to amplify his perception, so as to better perceive the structure of the city wall!

All of this seemed to be used by his computing power!

But all of this was not orchestrated by him – that was the most absurd part.

He was still writing information, still writing information…

The composition of the city walls seemed as if it was about to be dissected by him.

Gradually, he seemed to discover some subtle… "cracks" on the city walls.

These cracks were clearly not a design issue; they looked more like etchings that had appeared after countless years of struggle.

These cracks, dense and numerous, covered the lower half of the city walls like the patterns on a cantaloupe. They emerged from the black tide at the bottom of the walls like eerie words or symbols, then climbed upwards like ivy, grotesque and twisted, startling like fine blood vessels.

Such cracks were invisible in the dim environment, but as the golden aura spread, not only were the dents on the city walls outlined, but even these cracks were revealed in their entirety.

The boss and the physical education teachers seemed to have already noticed this problem, because with their loud recitations of precepts, wisps of light hanging from the old kerosene lamps fell downwards like dust, sprinkling onto the surface of the city walls like spring rain.

They used precepts to guide extraordinary power to repair the cracks in the city walls, engaging in a tug-of-war with the tide and gray fog's damage to the city walls.

But clearly, the physical education teachers had always been at a slight disadvantage, and those cracks were left over from the long-term war of attrition.

Every "feast" was a contest between the physical education department's executives and the invading forces from the gray fog, and it was also an action for them to repair the city walls using the "feast" or to try to contain the power of the invasion from causing more serious damage to the city walls.

Moreover, he also discovered that the Cemetery of the Dead and the black tide outside the city walls were constantly pouring power into those cracks.

However, the degree of penetration of these cracks was not high, and the progress of penetration was also very slow, like digging a tunnel with a spoon. But everyone knows the principle that a thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an anthill. If such cracks appear on the solid city walls, then this will inevitably become the root cause of the collapse of the city walls.

Thinking of this, he seemed to see the scene of the city walls collapsing in the future…

The collapsed city walls, the broken city, the black tide overturned the city walls, galloping over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers like a tsunami, submerging everything behind…

Physical education students and experience students were swallowed by the waves. Under the black sky and the black waves, the boss and the physical education teachers held the handles of the old kerosene lamps tightly, but they also sank helplessly to the bottom of the sea…

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"Boom—"

Lin Yi suddenly recovered. He realized that all coincidences were inevitable. His ability to discover the cracks was not a coincidence. In the future, he might also become one of the members who repair the cracks.

"Wait a minute… repair the cracks?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.

Repair can be repaired, but… does he have this ability?

He noticed the golden light of the old kerosene lamp…

He also noticed the golden aura transformed from his main body…

These golden auras… continuously provide energy for him to activate "My World", and this kind of quality and this level of extraordinary power seems to be the same kind of… golden power that the boss and the physical education teachers use with the old kerosene lamp?

Golden… seems to be a power different from ordinary pollution-based powers!

The light of angels seems to be golden!

No, no, no… he remembered it wrong. Angels don't have golden light, but like glass, they have all kinds of light, but with a layer of brilliance on them.

As for golden…

Lin Yi suddenly remembered that he had actually overlooked a golden power that had always been around him!

Eyes!

Whether it's the night watchman or the security guard, or the teacher, physical education student, art student, or the polluted experience student, their eyes are all golden!

That is to say, gold is actually a broader and purer power, but… very few people truly master it!

"Golden pollution can even charge light bulbs!"

Thinking of this, he looked at his main body. His main body was still constantly absorbing all the surrounding aura and transforming them into golden aura…

He hasn't mastered this ability himself, but his body can use it under instinctual drive.

What does this mean?

This means that he now has a hydraulic press. He doesn't need to know the principle. He only needs to know how to operate it like this and that, and it can work.

Moreover, it seems that this hydraulic press is time-limited. After using it this time, whether it can be safely started by chance next time is still a question.

Then, since this is the case, perhaps he can resolve the crisis in front of him—he looked at the Cemetery of the Dead.

This thing seems to be on the same layer as his consciousness.

He hasn't figured out the principle of "My World", so he can't judge whether this thing has broken into his conception like the mist under the corridor bridge of Building C of the teaching building, or whether it has influenced him from the quantum state using conception like the grinning angel transformed from the dormitory manager.

The only thing that can be determined is that this wave of the Cemetery of the Dead is really coming for him. As for whether it has anything to do with the mysterious creature in the underwater cavity, it is not known.

Originally, he only needed the consciousness to return to the main body, but this road was blocked by the Cemetery of the Dead.

Then, the remaining solution for him is to seek survival from the cracks in the Cemetery of the Dead…

However, as soon as he put his attention on the Cemetery of the Dead, the chanting of the Cemetery of the Dead began to surge like a landslide, chattering like being thrown into a noisy zoo. It's nothing else, it's just annoying to listen to.

He seemed to understand something. The three kinds of angel sculptures, the grinning angel mainly attacks the spirit, the furious angel mainly attacks matter, and the alien angel directly attacks from the layer…

And things involving layers are the most difficult to interfere with, only self-help!

He only needs to slightly influence the Cemetery of the Dead's "gravity" on him, and he can run back to his main body.

And in this process, the golden aura may be the key.

So he looked at the cracks on the city wall. With a thought, the field of vision directly zoomed in to the front of the cracks, as if his consciousness had floated over.

He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his main body—no, can I move?

But unfortunately, he still couldn't get close to the main body, but as long as he didn't get close to the main body, he could move freely in this "layer", which was very strange.