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Chapter 201: "Complex Composition" and "No Composition"

“Uh… is there really no reason? He just had to hit us?” Mao Feiyang felt a little unbalanced, even a little aggrieved. “What’s the justification for that?!”

Are art students not people?!

I’m really fucking fed up!

“What other reason do you need? The security guard’s stick is the reason.” Mu Daxian curled his lip. “There are a lot of things you won’t find answers to, but the good news is, the security guard won’t see you from afar and chase after you to hit you. He’ll only hit you when he’s passing by.”

“So… if nothing’s going on, ‘try to stay away from the security guard as much as possible’.”

Mao Feiyang clicked his tongue, still unwilling to give up: “But can I interpret the word ‘try’ to mean that, when necessary, we can ask the security guard for help?”

Mu Daxian couldn’t help but glance at Mao Feiyang, thinking to himself, does this guy really have to be a moth drawn to a flame?

“That’s true in theory…”

“For us, the security guard is most dangerous when we’re safe, and most safe when we’re in danger.”

Mao Feiyang curled his lip: “Then, in the spirit of ‘equality for all’… does the security guard hit sports students?”

As soon as Mu Daxian heard that, he got anxious: “Hey, do you have to keep fighting with the security guard here? In short, don’t go looking for the security guard to court death unless you’re really at your wit’s end, understand?”

Mu Daxian really wanted to go over and give Mao Feiyang a couple of whacks.

But seeing Mao Feiyang’s somewhat innocent little eyes, Mu Daxian sighed helplessly.

He understood now, Mao Feiyang wasn't just being a smart aleck, but possessed a hidden streak of cheapness that even he himself wasn't aware of.

This skinny, dark kid, using an innocent expression to say things that made people’s teeth itch, was like a husky who’d torn up the house, then stared wide-eyed and stuck out his tongue – truly a son of a bitch!

That dog-like cheapness, who knows where he learned it from…

As they spoke, the security guard had already approached the teaching building. Under the mist, the clanging sound of the thick, cold iron chain dragging on the ground became clearer and clearer…

Lin Yi followed the sound and saw the dragon-like line of chefs behind the security guard, stretching all the way back and disappearing into the mist.

Wearing white chef’s uniforms and blue aprons, the chefs held an iron chain in one hand and a lunchbox in the other, following the security guard step by step, slowly arriving in front of the teaching building.

The security guard slowly raised the old kerosene lamp, as if becoming the center of the world.

The old kerosene lamp bloomed with a soft halo, like the sun in the misty world.

He used the lamplight to illuminate the blue-aproned chefs, escorting them into the teaching building, then quietly retreated, his iron-tower-like figure standing in the mist like an oversized lamppost.

Lin Yi noticed that a blue-aproned chef knocked on the door of the teachers' office, exchanged a few words with homeroom teacher -039 through the crack in the door, and then turned to look outside the teaching building.

The iron-tower-like figure seemed to sense something, and strode forward, parting the mist like the Jaeger 'Gipsy Danger' cutting through the waves in Pacific Rim, arriving in front of the teaching building.

When he appeared, the fluorescent lights in the corridor seemed to dim a little.

Too far away, Lin Yi couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he quickly saw homeroom teacher -039 walk out of the teachers' office and hand something to the security guard.

Then, the security guard led her straight into the mist.

“The security guard really took her away!” Mao Feiyang exclaimed in a low voice.

Watching the security guard’s figure gradually disappear into the mist, he rubbed his eyes, feeling that his eyes were much better.

He supported himself on the ground, intending to stand up, but Mu Daxian put a hand on his shoulder and pressed him back down.

“?”

“Don’t rush. The security guard has to wait for the chefs.”

“Oh, oh, oh…” Mao Feiyang glanced at the security guard’s position, and sure enough, found that he hadn’t gone far.

After a while, the chefs who had originally scattered into the teaching building returned to the security guard’s side as if all rivers flowed into the sea, each grabbing onto the iron chain.

Only then did the security guard slowly move, going around Building C of the teaching building from outside the corridor bridge.

Mao Feiyang wanted to move again, but Mu Daxian pressed him down again.

“??”

“Don’t rush. We just need to follow from a distance.”

“Oh, oh, oh…” Mao Feiyang shrank his neck. Thinking about the damage the security guard had done to his eyes, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with Mu Daxian’s approach.

However, just at this moment, the classroom door of Class 2, Group B, was opened.

Several students came out of the door one after another, then went down the steps and disappeared into the mist.

Before long, Lin Yi and Wei Liang from “May 7th” also came out…

Seeing himself several times from Mao Feiyang’s perspective, Lin Yi really had an indescribable feeling. If he didn’t know he was dreaming, who could tell which version of himself was the real one!

“Hmm?” Mu Daxian suddenly muttered, “Xiao Mao, are you… familiar with that Lao Lin…?”

Mao Feiyang was looking at the security guard, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this: “Is there a problem? We’re brothers who’ve been through life and death together!”

“Take a look for yourself, and ‘sense’ it carefully…” Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, “Your Lao Lin has an extremely ‘complex composition’… How did he survive?”

“Ah?” Mao Feiyang was shocked.

Lin Yi was also greatly surprised. On May 7th, homeroom teacher -039 had said the same thing to him, as if he should have died…

He quickly looked at himself as well. At this moment, his and Mao Feiyang’s gazes synchronized again, and a faint golden halo spread in their eyes, until both pairs of eyes turned completely golden.

Under this vision, Lin Yi’s heart sank.

He actually dared to see two colors of aura on himself at that time!

One was a dark green mist, and the other was… a light blue steam!

“This…?!" Lin Yi couldn’t react for a moment. If the green pollution of the art stream partly came from the Maozi, then what was the blue pollution of the sports stream?

When did he get entangled with the blue aura?

Could it be swimming class?

He had a swimming class on the afternoon of May 7th, so it wasn’t impossible…

But how could he not have felt anything at all?

Lin Yi couldn’t hold it in any longer. Mu Daxian was right, his composition was indeed a little too complex…

Just then, Wei Liang followed closely behind, walking out of the classroom. The two of them lingered on the steps at the classroom door for a while before walking down the steps.

But the moment Lin Yi saw Wei Liang, he felt terrible…

He couldn’t ‘sense’ any aura from Wei Liang!

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!!

Wei Liang’s polarization was too severe. He hadn’t shown any abnormalities in any area outside the dormitory building, but he definitely carried the “pollution” of extraordinary power!

Otherwise, Wei Liang wouldn’t have turned that cyan-gray color in the dormitory building area. Wei Liang had just used a kind of bizarre skill that Lin Yi couldn’t understand to deceive himself, using a kind of reverse 'de-complication' thinking to rationalize the strange phenomena in the campus area.

He could deceive himself, but that didn’t mean that just because of this deception, he had no pollution!

But… why couldn’t Lin Yi see the pollution on Wei Liang?

Even the streetlights carried extraordinary power, how could Wei Liang not have any?

“What… what exactly happened to Liangzi?”

"There are Night Walkers and Pseudo-humans mimicking his appearance in the toilets and dormitories…"

"Could it be that he did something big the last time he came?"

All indications suggest that Wei Liang was relatively normal for the first five days of his last experience, but problems arose in the last two days.

If what Wei Liang said about spending the "last two days in a daze in the dormitory" is true, then he either went to the dormitory management room within the allotted time, or he violated the rules and executed the last dormitory rule—

【If you violate any of the above rules, please get out of bed and leave the dormitory before you lose your self-awareness.

After leaving the dormitory, you will find the door to the stairwell. Open the door and enter the stairwell. This is the last way to keep you ‘safe.’

Once inside the stairwell, you will know what to do next.】

There is a very important word in this sentence: "before you lose your self-awareness." Wei Liang left the dormitory before losing his self-awareness, and finally, according to "you will know what to do next," he returned to the dormitory at the end of the seventh day after a round trip…

Then, in a sense, wouldn't Wei Liang "consciously" spend the "dazed" two days in the dormitory?

《I don't remember what happened, but I know I was in the dormitory at the beginning and the end》

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"If Liangzi has this kind of thinking, then cognitively, he never left… Well, at least it's a 'quantum no-leave,' right?"

"Liangzi definitely pulled some tricks!"

《I left quietly, just as I came quietly. I waved my sleeves and buried a nuclear bomb.》

"Perhaps Liangzi realized after he left that he had screwed up, so now he's taking advantage of my coming to experience it and came in together to clean up the mess he made last time?"

Emmm… If that's the case, Lin Yi is willing to call Wei Liang a "Greek expert in disarming bombs with ingenious skills."

But he still couldn't understand why Wei Liang didn't emit any aura of pollution.

If he could be said to have "complex components," then Wei Liang, from the current situation, is "component-less."

One with complex components, one without components.

What a strange and humorous situation.

"Hey, wait a minute…?!"

"One with complex components, one without components…"

"One is seemingly foolish but wise, the other is seemingly wise but foolish…"

"Hiss…"

"Could it be that Young Master Tian already knew this, so he hinted at me during PE class on May 7th?"

Lin Yi finished exaggerating Wei Liang and began to exaggerate Tian Bufan's behavior… and he didn't know if it was because of over-interpretation, but the more he thought about the details, the more terrifying they became.

While he was indulging in these thoughts, he and Tian Bufan had already disappeared into the mist on May 7th.

Mu Daxian glanced at the security guards, who had already arrived at Building C, and patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, reminding him: "We can go now, you dog, ah no, Xiao Mao."

Mao Feiyang: "???"

…

The security guard led the team from Teaching Building B to Teaching Building C, but after arriving at Building C, they still walked up the steps.

The class teacher followed behind him, with her hands placed on her lower abdomen, giving off the feeling of an imperial bodyguard escorting a princess back to the capital. But if you add the white chefs, forming a dragon-like line, then the atmosphere suddenly becomes bizarre.

If the white chefs took out paper money from the lunch boxes and sprinkled it while walking, then the vibe would directly match the scene in A Chinese Ghost Story II when Pudu Cihang appeared with the soul-reaping Sanskrit sounds.

"Slow down, it's enough to see them from a distance… Our purpose is not to stalk them," Mu Daxian slowed down and reminded.

The two were now on the corridor bridge leading from Teaching Building B to Teaching Building C, separated from the security guards by only a section of the corridor bridge plus a few classrooms' distance.

"Okay… I'll follow you. If you don't move, I won't move," Mao Feiyang nodded repeatedly, watching the team from a distance.

It wasn't until this moment that he was able to see the security guard's appearance more clearly with the help of the corridor lights in the teaching building. Lin Yi, thanks to Mao Feiyang's perspective, also had the opportunity to observe him more closely.

But he was immediately stunned because he discovered that a thin and hazy halo of light surrounded the security guard's body. This halo was not very clear when viewed in the mist, but as he came under the corridor lights of the teaching building, the feeling of being out of sync with the surrounding layers immediately permeated the air.

It was like adding a figure painted with oil ink to a high-definition photo taken with a digital camera.

And as the security guard slowly moved under the incandescent lights, the regular geometric lines on the walls and pillars of the surrounding teaching building also faintly distorted, like a Dou Zong internet celebrity who has turned on beauty filters to slim the legs and lengthen them, distorting the space under the finished lens.

"Could that be the security guard's ‘domain’?" Lin Yi narrowed his eyes. The incandescent lights around the security guard were obviously much dimmer than those in the corridor, while the old kerosene lamp was brighter than before, as if it had absorbed all the light from the corridor lights.

The security guard arrived at the end of Teaching Building C, walked to the place Lin Yi had once reached, and then stretched the old kerosene lamp in his hand towards a certain wall.

The next moment, an incredible scene appeared.

When the candlelight of the old kerosene lamp hit the wall, the originally snow-white wall began to turn yellow like a white paper smoked by smoke…

Then, this white paper began to spread rapidly around, like it had been ignited, with the core halo of the old kerosene lamp as the center. A corridor bridge that did not belong to the normal layer of Teaching Building C appeared in the wall!

Corridor Bridge of Building D!

Mao Feiyang was greatly shocked. Seeing such a scene, this picture was suddenly imprinted in his mind.

The class teacher looked at the security guard's skilled operation, with a strange look in her eyes, but she seemed to have known that there would be such a scene, so although there was surprise, there was not much of it.

The security guard took a step and took the lead in stepping onto the Corridor Bridge of Building D. Just as he moved, the low and magnetic voice slowly sounded: "Everyone, follow me."

This voice was like ripples on a lake when it first appeared, but once it spread, it immediately swept up like a storm.

Everyone, follow me…

People, follow me…

Follow me…

Go…

Waves of sound swept over Mao Feiyang, causing him to have a strong urge to follow. Fortunately, Mu Daxian held him down in time.

Even so, Mao Feiyang struggled violently a few times, and only calmed down after the security guard walked away with the old kerosene lamp.

The class teacher and the subsequent chef team followed closely behind.

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