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Chapter 320: A Song Dynasty Man Surrenders? Or Perhaps…?

“After all, over there, even for a small, trivial matter like running upstairs and downstairs to sign a document, they might take the file on a trip abroad, grandiosely calling it some kind of ‘on-site inspection’…”

“Hey, be careful what you say! We don't even know if the news is true or not, so don't let your imagination run wild.”

“Sigh, you're right. Let's eat, let's eat… Eat more, we've got a big battle tonight when we're full!”

Architect… The boss felt confused.

“What's your major?”

“Uh… Architectural Design…”

Architectural Design… Could it be that kind of “architecture major”?

She chuckled self-deprecatingly and shook her head helplessly.

The current campus is already riddled with holes. What kind of architect would be able to patch it up?

Moreover, with such a big problem, even if Lin Yi really is that kind of architect, how could he possibly manage it alone?

Sigh…

She sighed and then subconsciously began searching the stands for Lin Yi's figure. This time, she didn't even need to search; she found Lin Yi directly because she didn't find him by sight, but rather directly locked onto him by following the flow of aura.

“Sigh, this is really his style…” A rare hint of relief appeared in the boss's eyes. Lin Yi, on the first level of the stands, was just like he was when dealing with the 'Primal Pollution,' allowing all the mixed aura permeating the giant egg to flow through his body without being contaminated.

He was still himself, maintaining his own rhythm… voraciously devouring those auras.

In the boss's perspective, the blue and green auras were Lin Yi's main course, while other colored auras were like dipping sauces, occasionally taking a tiny bit and harmlessly absorbing it into his body.

Lin Yi handled the whole process extremely smoothly, no different from a gluttonous eater enjoying a delicious meal.

The boss scanned the rest of the physical education students, confirming that everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, and finally focused her attention on Song Rentou.

Song Rentou was still alive, but he had become a completely different person.

After being thrown onto the playground and coming into contact with the water, he became slippery like modeling clay that has been soaked in water, and could no longer "pinch" himself back into the shape of a human figure.

He was a bit like a liquid metal robot approaching lava, struggling and twisting desperately, but everything he did was futile in the face of his own rate of collapse.

Immersed in the water, Song Rentou seemed to have fallen into another kind of situation. He could not become a hard sculpture like a Nightwalker or a statue exposed to sunlight, but instead began to become more and more rotten, like a fluid substance that is insoluble in water, constantly wriggling there…

“Survive…”

“I want to survive…”

“I can leave the campus today…”

“Just a little bit more…”

“Just… just the time of this one class…”

“No… I want to survive… I must survive…”

“Light… such warm light…”

He kept wriggling and began to slowly move towards the dried-up, enraged angel sculpture skeleton…

“Light…”

“Save, save me…”

He feebly grabbed at the air, as if a dying man was desperately grasping at the only straw in front of him.

However, the enraged angel sculpture remained completely unmoved—it couldn't move at all.

Under the candlelight of the old kerosene lamp, it seemed to have “died.”

However, those mixed auras in the air were still flowing towards Song Rentou…

These auras didn't discriminate; they were just food, and anything could take a bite of food.

Song Rentou began to frantically devour the surrounding auras, absorbing them like a vortex.

“Survive… survive…”

He muttered these words repeatedly, devouring all kinds of mixed auras recklessly.

Suddenly, his body trembled, as if he had heard some strange summons. He raised his head somewhat blankly, like a dog that was originally bowing his head to gnaw on a bone, heard some unfamiliar movement, and then looked up.

His eyes were full of frantic and struggling light, but a trace of “humanity” still remained in this kind of look. However, this kind of expression belonging to a “person” disappeared immediately after he smelled the taste of those mixed auras.

Only the madness, greed, desire, and bloodlust that erupted from his strong desire to survive remained in his eyes.

However, just as he lowered his head to lick those auras, that strange feeling appeared again.

He raised his head again blankly, but still gained nothing.

So he lowered his head and gnawed, but as soon as he lowered his head, he immediately raised it again…

Such behavior looked very strange to outsiders, but only he himself knew that he was now shrouded in something called “fear”…

His ears were filled with strange murmurs, noisy like a combination of the cyber sutras of the Da Dianyin Temple and some kind of life-threatening Sanskrit sound, umming and chattering, with some flute-like sounds, constantly attacking his cognition.

He struggled in the flowing water, he kept rolling in front of the enraged angel sculpture, his body began to melt continuously, and the flesh on the surface of his body peeled off like mud, revealing his pale skeleton…

He began to feel fear, and fear was the last primitive emotion he had left.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he began to crawl towards a certain place in the stands…

In this process, his body continued to annihilate, and the remaining flesh continued to transform into various appearances in the wriggling.

These appearances all had charm, but none of them were stable. It was as if he had many faces, or… had many different identities.

He kept crawling, like a gecko with a broken leg advancing in the water grass.

And the person sitting on the stands facing him was… Lin Yi.

“Save me, Lin Yi… Save me…”

“Save… me…”

He was on his last breath, constantly crawling.

Lin Yi, who was sitting on the stands, heard Song Rentou's call. He looked down and his scalp went numb.

I saw Song Rentou, whose skeleton of half of his body was submerged in the water, was crawling towards him like a Terminator. The part of his body that was submerged in the water had completely disappeared, leaving only the bare bones, as if it had been gnawed by thousands of ants.

And the part that was exposed to the water was now not optimistic at all, peeling off little by little like a landslide.

However, what was strange was that this time, Lin Yi did not feel the slightest evil aura from Song Rentou…

Watching Song Rentou's appearance, a feeling called "sorrow" slowly spread in his heart, but more than sorrow was indifference.

Absolute indifference.

It was like seeing a tiger preying on a cheetah; you might feel a little pity, but not much more.

However, Song Rentou's facial features were changing bit by bit at this moment…

"Save me… Lin Yi, save me…"

"I… I remember… I…"

"I am…"

At a certain moment, among his constantly changing features, there even appeared some outlines that Lin Yi found familiar, but until Song Rentou weakly lowered his face into the flowing water, he didn't say the final words.

Lin Yi couldn't tell whether Song Rentou was deliberately not saying it because he didn't know, in order to deceive him into offering help, or whether it was really the case.

But at this moment, the scene of Song Rentou's death suddenly flashed before his eyes again…

That outline was reconstructed in his mind, and then it began to fill in his features along this familiar feeling, correcting his distorted face little by little, and then… a face appeared before him…

He saw Song Rentou's wriggling lips, the shape of his mouth seeming to say—

"Old Lin, save me, I am Wei Liang."

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Suddenly—

"Bang!"

A splash of water exploded from the railing in front of him, and a figure emerged from under the water, its pale skeletal hand heavily resting on the railing.

In the water mist, Song Rentou, who had originally been weakly submerged by the water, emerged in an almost skeletal state, with only the last bit of mud-like flesh remaining on his face, but his whole body was entangled in a gray mist…

"Save me… I, I am… I am… Wei…"

"Plop…"

He completely slipped into the water and then slowly sank.

The water was very shallow, actually only a little more than ankle-deep above the giant egg's playground, but after Song Rentou's skeleton fell in, it was like sinking to the bottom of the sea, slowly disappearing without even a shadow…

Only at this moment did Lin Yi realize why he had a familiar yet strange feeling when he first saw Song Rentou, because Song Rentou had Wei Liang's aura…

It was as if there was a shadow of Wei Liang on him.

He didn't know why, but now that he thought about it, he belatedly realized this problem.

But… what exactly was going on?!

Wasn't Wei Liang by his side?

Where did the aura of Wei Liang on Song Rentou come from?

"Liangzi and Song Rentou… what is the connection between them?"

"Wait… no!"

"Just now…!!"

Just now, when he couldn't sense Wei Liang and then discovered Song Rentou's existence, Song Rentou wasn't actually looking at him, but at… Wei Liang!

Or rather, Song Rentou was looking at both Wei Liang and him!

Song Rentou's two eyeballs were not focused, but were looking in different directions as if there was something wrong with his eyes.

But… but he couldn't figure it out at all, and he was getting more and more confused.

Even the piece of paper that Song Rentou left at the beginning felt like there was another hidden story.

But now Song Rentou was dead and there was no way to verify it…

This matter ended here.

But—was it really over?!

Was death perhaps another beginning?

Lin Yi vaguely felt a passive and endless entanglement…

Song Rentou sinking into the water…

That outline of Wei Liang…

The iron chains that ran through the Wrathful Angel…

And also, the figure trapped by iron chains in the dilapidated and rotten sunken wooden boat he saw in the illusion, the figure searching for him in the submerged castle passage…

That figure… was calling his name!

Could it be that all of this… was there some connection?!

Was that a glimpse of the future?

Did it appear from some crack in time?—Okay, there has to be a limit to random guessing…

So could it be that it was a scene that had already happened but was forgotten by him, and was now reawakened because of some familiar elements…?!

How confusing… it's getting more and more confusing.

It was clearly just a campus, but why… would it be connected to those memories of his that he didn't even know if they existed?

"Wait, I must ask Liangzi!"

"But… even if I ask Liangzi, it won't be of any use, right?"

"Usually, when I ask him something 'simple,' he's evasive, and if I ask him about something like this, wouldn't he just keep mumbling incessantly?"

Lin Yi felt a little distressed and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

"Forget it, let's get down to business first!"

Lin Yi calmed himself and continued to absorb the extraordinary power with peace of mind.

Fortunately, during the time he had been thinking just now, he was still absorbing everything freely and steadily, just like breathing, and he only tasted everything that flowed through his body superficially.

But as time went on, his vision became darker and darker, and in contrast, the trajectories of the various auras containing extraordinary power became clearer and clearer.

And in that gray mist, there also seemed to be some ripples that he could not perceive before…

Those ripples were slowly pushing like waves, and each ripple seemed to be irregular, but also seemed to contain some unique rules, as if in the void behind the gray mist, there was some mysterious, unknown, invisible, but terrifying existence, and its breath was expressed by the gray mist in the form of ripples…

Lin Yi slightly raised his head, and gradually, his vision was no longer limited to what was in front of him, but began to be constantly magnified by his perception, and he soon discovered some special places.

These gray mists did indeed only fill the sky above the playground inside the giant egg, and did not surge onto the stands, but the ripples in them seemed to be unconstrained by this space…

Let's put it this way, under Lin Yi's perception and observation, the gray mist didn't seem like something that had invaded the giant egg, but rather like the giant egg had invaded the gray mist…

Imagine such a picture, a person sitting on a speeding train, watching the scenery whizzing past the window, rows of towering trees "swish swish swish" passing in front of him, if you zoom out the lens a little, with the train window as a static frame of reference, then those quickly passing scenery will change from the original static state to a flowing dynamic state…

And now this giant egg is a huge "train window," and that gray mist is the quickly passing scenery…

The giant egg "intercepted" a part of the scenery, so the ripples would not be constrained by this space!