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#328 - Is it "you" there?

And as he moved, the Necropolis also moved along with him, like a line of little soldiers General Meng Tian had found. It scurried along beside him, and, quantity aside, it somewhat resembled the way the Smiling Angel messed with Pastor Da Xian and the Russians...

「I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome」……

The Necropolis kept chanting, and the storm of pain ravaged Lin Yi's spirit... He was numb, completely numbed by this monotonous and boring nursery rhyme.

And numbness was a form of 'immunity.'

So he looked at the slowly wriggling rows of skeletons, at the series of beating hearts, and then imagined himself 'reaching out' to touch the skeletons...

In his judgment, in his current state, with a breath held by the golden aura, his consciousness could 'write' information into 'My World' using this golden aura. Therefore, he could certainly divert some of it to resist the Necropolis.

It was like splitting troops.

If the Emperor (the instinct of the main body) wanted to recruit 100,000 soldiers, sending 90,000 to expand the territory (writing information) and 10,000 to guard the territory (sustaining the consciousness), then he would deliberately test it now, with 10,000 troops, to see if the Emperor would allocate some troops over!

Sure enough, as soon as he tested it, the main body shuddered, as if it really had its own ideas.

In the next moment, he felt a strange sense of 'being recognized'...

It was as if the instinct of his main body was saying to him, 'Oh, not bad,' and then he felt a large amount of golden aura pouring into his vision, and the warmth directly dispelled the surrounding haze.

A feeling of 'effortless control' instantly surged into his heart.

He looked at the Necropolis again, and then he found that the golden aura spread out like a domain, like a lamp suddenly lit in the dark night, and then the light shone down, propping up a field!

He was stunned for a moment, never expecting that he would actually speak prophetically—although he didn't conjure up an old kerosene lamp, he still conjured up the light.

This golden aura seemed to have a similar effect to light!

Amber light!

The domain of light!

A domain that nocturnal species craved but could not reach!

Everything seemed to match up!

The golden aura was indeed the source of the light bulb, and the light was indeed a manifestation of the golden aura!

And now his operation was not targeting the old kerosene lamp, but rather the scene where Pastor Da Xian charged the light bulb!

However, the absurd and outrageous thing was that he regarded his consciousness as a light bulb and forcibly charged it!

The Necropolis had never seen such a bizarre operation, and it was immediately stunned in place, and the chanting was also interrupted.

Lin Yi was overjoyed, and taking advantage of this gap, he directly drifted towards the main body, but to his surprise, he still couldn't get close to the main body.

He was stunned for about two breaths, and then he reacted somewhat strangely—it wasn't that the Necropolis wouldn't let him go back, but... his main body didn't want him to go back?

What the hell?

The main body... wanted to commit regicide?

Was I messing with myself?

Did it really come down to Wolverine's 'Go to FxxK youself'?!

Before he could think about it, he saw that there was a change in the Necropolis. The Necropolis, which had been impacted by the golden aura, actually softened like rubber being roasted by fire.

At the same time, the boss and the gym teacher seemed to have finally discovered the existence of the Necropolis. The light of the old kerosene lamp fell down, like the dawn breaking through the thick clouds, or like a sharp blade descending from the sky, piercing through the shape of the Necropolis!

All the chanting of the Necropolis stopped at this moment. It changed its nature as if it had lost its soul and began to become decadent.

Without time to sense it carefully, intuition told Lin Yi that something seemed to have escaped from the Necropolis.

It seemed that all that was left here was just a 'shell.'

However, it seemed that everything was not over yet.

In Lin Yi's current perspective, the remaining shell of the Necropolis seemed to be roasted into a viscous substance similar to milky white asphalt under the illumination of his golden aura and the light of the old kerosene lamp.

The feeling this substance gave him was somewhat similar to the material of the city wall...

「Could it be...」 A very strange idea popped into Lin Yi's mind. With the guess that he who tied the bell must untie it, he tried to guide the golden aura to bring this material to the crack.

Sure enough, these viscous milky white asphalt-like substances gradually merged into the city wall and began to seep into the crack, tightly filling the crack.

Under the roasting of the golden aura and the old kerosene lamp, this substance quickly hardened into a sculptural form after seeping in, like wall powder sticking to the city wall. Apart from the somewhat out-of-place color, there was no disharmony at all.

But he soon discovered some problems. Although these things could fill the cracks, they were not strong. They were said to be wall powder, but they were far worse than wall powder. At best, it was equivalent to sticking some stickers on the cracks.

It was just a drop in the bucket.

Now that the Necropolis had only a shell left, and the 'materials' it left behind seemed to have more than just this effect, Lin Yi's intuition told him that this material could really play a certain role in repairing the cracks.

The reason why it couldn't be done now was not because it couldn't be done, but because the method was wrong—the method of the boss and other physical education executives was wrong!

Since even the boss and the others couldn't do it, Lin Yi temporarily ignored it. With the demise of the Necropolis, the predicament he encountered should also collapse. It was time to return to the main body.

However, when he focused his attention on the main body and tried to return, he vaguely received a "wait a moment" message.

The main body was not "disallowing" it, but "somewhat resisting" it, without any intention of "receiving" him.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that he could still return to the main body if he came hard, but he found that the main body was still absorbing the surrounding aura, converting them all into golden aura and then using it to transform his body.

This resistance from the main body's instinct was like an autonomous workbench undergoing some kind of self-modification, and once the subjective will intervened, it would affect or interrupt this process.

「Good fellow... The biggest beneficiary of the feast is actually me?」 Some strange thoughts could not help but emerge in Lin Yi's mind.

After all, at this meal, the sports students only eat blue dishes, the art students only eat green dishes, the sports teachers will eat a couple of bites of red and gold dishes, but he doesn't avoid anything.

Not avoiding anything is one thing, but he's also gobbling it down.

Outrageous, truly outrageous.

But with nothing to do either way, and being bored, Lin Yi turned his attention back to the cracks in the city wall, pondering if there was any way to make the shell of the Necropolis Stele exert a greater effect.

If it only achieves the 'sticker' stage, then there's not much meaning, but if it can achieve the 'wall powder' stage, then the meaning is great.

The boss and the others failing doesn't necessarily mean the method is wrong; it's also possible that they simply have no way to do it.

Or perhaps, this cracked city wall is already the result of their efforts, and if it weren't for their intervention, it might have collapsed long ago?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and slowly unfolded 'My World' with his will. Soon, the wall in his imagination turned golden, with all the details outlined by glowing golden lines against a black background.

But that's not enough, so the golden framework was layered like a 3D model, and below the city wall, it reverted to the grid-filled appearance he had observed before as he followed the changes in the layers.

This is the structure of the city wall in the layers. Each line in the grid corresponds to the change of the layer on a spatial level. This crisscrossing and airtight grid is located below the cracks, like the steel bars in reinforced concrete, like the main beams in a building, and is the true foundation of the city wall.

And now, he discovered that at the cracked part of the city wall, the grid lines were also somewhat distorted, unlike the smooth grid lines of the intact wall bricks above.

Lin Yi came to a conjecture: "The key step to perfectly absorb the shell of the Necropolis Stele lies in smoothing out those distorted grid lines."

Thinking of this, he pondered and started to try it out, anyway, he tried to contact those grid lines…

At this moment, the entire world in front of him was a superimposed version of 'My World' and reality. When he made an attempt, 'My World' was anchored to the city wall like a virtual framework.

At this moment, 'My World' was like a plumb bob used in construction, hanging straight down under the force of gravity.

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At the same time, the golden aura quietly spread out at this moment, following the guidance of Lin Yi's consciousness to pluck the grid lines under the cracks of the city wall, trying to correct the grid lines according to the standards of 'My World'.

A magical scene appeared at this moment. When Lin Yi's consciousness touched the grid lines, a magical feeling fed back to Lin Yi's consciousness like an electric current…

This feeling is difficult to easily describe in words, it's like he entered a machine left behind by some ancient civilization, gently touched the control panel that was still brand new after an unknown number of years, and his soul trembled as if resonating with the machine, a kind of tremor from the depths of his heart…

"This city wall…?!"

This city wall is like a living thing, as if it has its own life!

Without time to be shocked, he carefully hooked the grid lines, however, these seemingly slender grid lines were as tough as fine steel, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move them even a little bit.

"This is too hard!"

Lin Yi couldn't help but grit his teeth, and then he surprisingly discovered that although the grid lines didn't change at all due to being too hard, they seemed to be absorbing the golden aura. A large part of this golden aura was the aura he used to guide the Necropolis Stele, and a part was from the Necropolis Stele itself.

After he guided the viscous shell of the Necropolis Stele over with the golden aura, the Necropolis Stele began to be crushed bit by bit as if it had been thrown into a shredder. The bones that were still intact and sturdy under the fluctuations of the old kerosene lamp and precepts became much more fragile at this moment and slowly shattered.

This change may require some catalysis. With Lin Yi's current knowledge, he can't judge whether this is only related to its touching the grid inside the city wall, or whether it is related to it being affected by his golden aura and 'My World' and even other levels of power.

In short, under the current situation, the shell of the Necropolis Stele is being crushed bit by bit, and the last value is being squeezed out by the city wall, turning into something containing a golden aura.

Compared to the flesh and blood of the Wrathful Angel sculpture that was annihilated after being sculpted, the remaining bones of the Wrathful Angel seem to have more purity.

The flesh and blood of the Wrathful Angel can only be annihilated into blue-green-red aura and a small amount of different-colored aura, but the bones are directly annihilated into a golden aura with some different-colored aura.

The purity is self-evident!

And what's interesting is that after Lin Yi used the golden aura as a "middleman" to guide the shell of the Necropolis Stele to the grid lines of the city wall, the grid lines transferred most of the absorption to the Necropolis Stele, relieving the pressure on his side, and even began to "skim off the cream" uncontrollably, stealing the golden aura from the Necropolis Stele…

"Am I… 'stealing food'?!"

Lin Yi completely couldn't understand “himself” at this moment. Not being picky and eating ravenously is one thing, but how did he start stealing food?!

He was stunned, but this has nothing to do with him.

It's all his instincts doing it, not guided by his subjective will!

《If you want to arrest Lu Xun, what does it have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?》

"Wait… wait a minute!"

As soon as he thought of Master Lu's meme, something seemed to explode in Lin Yi's mind, and he suddenly had a creepy guess.

When this thought appeared, his consciousness couldn't help but tremble.

He tried hard to keep himself calm, then tentatively looked at his main body and asked: "Is 'you' there, after falling asleep tonight… 'me'?"

The self in the dream has a half-day time difference from him!

Therefore, Lin Yi might as well make a hypothesis!

The city wall will really collapse in the future!

And the self after falling asleep uses dreams to interfere with reality, guiding the "him" in that past time period to take some remedial measures!

He doesn't have this ability now, but as time goes by, the future him may not be able to do it!