Rules-related weird stories: 4016

"Then I'll prepare," Lin Yi said, reaching into his backpack and secretly clutching the Ouroboros Ring from the stone box in his palm, then picking up the book from the ground.

But then, a problem suddenly arose. He needed one hand to hold the book and one hand to hold the Ouroboros Ring, leaving him no way to hold Li Huiyuan's hand.

Due to the special nature of the Ouroboros Ring, he worried that Li Huiyuan might be contaminated just by seeing it, so he didn't plan to wear it on his finger.

"Or... you could hold my wrist?" Lin Yi said, shrinking his neck a little bashfully. He felt a little ashamed just saying the words.

"Lin Yi, you jerk!" Li Huiyuan glared at him angrily, but still sensibly grabbed his wrist. "You owe me a hand-hold! Consider this interest for now!"

"Alright... whatever you say." Lin Yi knew he was in the wrong, so he naturally agreed.

Immediately after, he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

8:38.

He secretly noted the time, then took a deep breath and actively released his perception towards the copy of 'Super Intense Battle! The Secret Awakening of a Magical Girl!' in his hand.

The light around him seemed to dim. He quickly felt like he was standing on a calm, black lake, with pure white ripples spreading out from his perception rhythm as a baseline...

But soon he began to adjust the target of his perception. The ripples seemed to possess life, slowly contracting and surging towards the copy of 'Super Intense Battle! The Secret Awakening of a Magical Girl!' in his hand...

"Buzz..."

In the nearly endless darkness, the H-manga in his hand actually released a soft halo. Immediately after, countless threads representing Lin Yi's perception spread out from it.

A bizarre scene appeared.

When these threads spread out, they weren't the regular, wave-like ripples, but countless chaotic lines.

It looked as if a wedding confetti cannon had exploded in Lin Yi's hand, spraying out countless threads without any pattern or rhythm.

Countless distorted pieces of information fed back into Lin Yi's brain along these lines, causing his entire body to twitch slightly.

"Lin Yi, are you alright? Just forget it if there's a problem..." Li Huiyuan's voice rang in his ears, and the feeling of her gripping his wrist gave Lin Yi, who felt like a small boat in a storm, some stable anchor point.

"I... I'm fine..." He tried his best to respond to Li Huiyuan's question in a calm tone, then continued to expand his perception.

Lin Yi gave up on chasing the information within the countless threads and instead began to organize his thoughts.

"My guess should be right... This information is indeed being 'written in real-time,' but the person writing it is using some kind of method beyond common sense to write it in..."

He thought of Cooper in the movie 'Interstellar,' using gravitational waves to write information into the past and transmitting it through the swinging of the watch hands—the information in the H-manga might not necessarily be some art student writing information in a higher dimension, but there must be some kind of "reason."

A flash of inspiration struck Lin Yi's mind.

"Is there a possibility... that the books on the bookshelf exist simultaneously in this classroom and other layers...?"

"The power of words has permeated the layers, transmitting from the layer where the art building is located to reality? This achieves real-time information transfer between the art building and the campus?"

"My perception, even in the turbulence of 'Sanctum,' is regular... It wouldn't be as distorted and collapsing as it is now..."

"Could it be interference caused by 'layer shifting'? Or... some kind of energy field similar to 'layer shifting' causing the interference?"

Lin Yi didn't have Lao Mo's ability to shift layers, nor was he an officially recognized "Dream Architect," but he could build dreams, and he also had the Ouroboros Ring given by the Night Watchman... Perhaps he could try using dreams to make his perception shift over and peek at the "layer where the art student is writing information" that he imagined.

So he abandoned distracting thoughts, concentrated all his attention, and plunged into one of the constantly swaying perception threads.

His thoughts, his consciousness, permeated like a quantum wave...

Countless perception threads began to change before his eyes, turning into vortexes, countless threads forming countless vortexes, looking like the "Starry Night" scene that Lao Mo had shown him when he shifted layers.

A hint of joy welled up in his heart. He knew he was doing the right thing.

When a sea is presented before you, the correct approach is not to conquer the entire ocean, but to first try to step on one of the waves.

You can't even swim, and you're telling me you're a pirate? Eat sh*t!

And now, the feeling was like playing cat's cradle. Many times, you just started some cracking process, and you already knew that doing so was right, and getting the result was just a matter of time.

He wasn't arrogant or impetuous, and continued to expand his perception. As the perception threads continued to unfold, the countless "Starry Nights" along the way began to move away from him, and the world filled with countless brilliant lights began to brush past him like countless fluttering butterflies...

The architecture of the world was slowly unfolding before him in a strange way.

He seemed to see figures at the other end of the path...

He knew this road was coming to an end.

"Is that it?"

Lin Yi looked ahead, golden flames surging in his eyes.

"Writing here should be about right..."

"It's time to go..."

"There's not much time left..."

Lin Yi began to capture some fragmented human voices in his ears, not hearing them very clearly, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes there, sometimes not.

"Go?"

"No! Not yet!"

Lin Yi was a little anxious. If the people over there left, wouldn't he have come for nothing?

When fluctuating emotions arose in his heart, the originally stable world showed some fluctuations and shook violently, on the verge of collapse.

He quickly stabilized his emotions, and only then did his perception become stable.

"Huff—huff—"

A white dot appeared in front of him. Lin Yi knew that was the end.

His will continued to drift, and finally disappeared into the white light...

As the white light dissipated, his perception reached the other shore, and everything in front of him began to piece together and combine like countless three-dimensional puzzles floating in the void.

Finally, a world with dim light and a somewhat oppressive environment was presented before his eyes.

"Library!" Lin Yi was shocked. The scene before him was a spherical ground, on which countless towering Doric columns stood like spires. Such columns often appear in the architectural complexes of ancient Greek temples, used to support the dome of the temple.

Lin Yi exclaimed in his heart, 'Good lord!' Since entering the campus, he had finally seen something within his major.

However, the Doric columns in front of him seemed a little different from what he had learned.

What the heck are those black Doric columns?

Before he could ponder it, he was immediately drawn to the sculptures carved at the top of the Doric columns.

Pure white angel sculptures folded their wings, but their faces were terrifying, with sharp fangs exposed at the corners of their smiling mouths…

Jet-black demon sculptures spread their bat wings, their appearances ugly yet their expressions holy, as if the most wicked flowers were blooming under the light…

Among these black and white Doric columns were scattered bookshelves. When Lin Yi's perception reached the other shore, he appeared beside one of these bookshelves.

Near this bookshelf, he saw several art students wearing dark green robes.

One of the art students seemed to be talking to "him."

But perhaps it was a sequela of the consciousness leaping through layers, he only heard some "buzzing" sounds, the voices seeming to come from extremely far away, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

He continued to look around somewhat blankly, trying to take in everything around him.

He quickly noticed that "he" was holding a book, the contents of which were exactly the same as what he had seen before.

He flipped to the cover of the book and, sure enough, saw the words "Super Fierce Battle! The Secret Awakening of a Magical Girl!"

"It really is this book!"

"My guess was indeed correct!" Lin Yi was overjoyed, but before he could get too happy, he felt a shaking sensation on his shoulder.

He initially thought that Li Huiyuan was shaking his body in reality, but when "he" turned around, he found that it was the art student who had been talking to him, shaking him.

At the same time, another art student was waving his hand in front of him, looking very worried, his mouth constantly saying something.

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"Are… you… okay…?"

Distant sounds entered Lin Yi's ears in an extremely fragmented way.

"Hey…"

"Li Zidan…"

"Li Zidan…"

"Wake up… wake up…"

He saw that there were also people showing worried expressions, seemingly communicating with the people beside them.

"Quick, go get the teacher…"

"Li Zidan is being corrupted…"

"Quick, go…"

"Quick…"

"Corruption…? Li Zidan…?" Lin Yi was slightly stunned, "Could it be…?"

He looked down and found that he was wearing a dark green art student uniform. He subconsciously reached out and touched his face. The muscle lines on "his" face did not belong to him at all, like the outline of another person…

"This…? !" Lin Yi was shocked, "Could it be that my perception penetrated that book, and then inversely invaded the mind of this art student who was writing information? Then, using his perspective, I observed everything around me?"

【Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi…】

【You've come… You've come…】

【I can feel you…】

Just then, he heard some babbling sounds. This familiar sound made him feel a lingering terror.

He looked up and suddenly realized that he hadn't noticed before that there were countless iron chains hanging down from the top of those Doric columns, from the feet of the angel and demon sculptures. At the bottom of each iron chain was locked an incomplete little angel or little demon sculpture.

And those baby-like cries just now clearly came from those broken little angel sculptures.

They cheered and jumped, seeming extremely happy, as if the person who had made a promise with them had finally returned.

【Don't listen to their bewitchment!】

【Go! Leave quickly! !】

【Leave!】

The little demon sculptures roared, their faces combining holiness and ugliness, revealing some anxiety.

【Don't let "Him" find out!】

【The time is not right!】

【Leave!】

【Go find her first! Go find her first! !】

【Leave! !】

【Go!】

"What…? What, what does this mean!" Lin Yi was confused and couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

At this moment, he noticed that an art teacher was rushing over not far away.

That art teacher was not the art teacher he was familiar with, "Golden Retriever," or the head teacher - 039 "Teacher Bai Fangshuo," but a strange art teacher he had never met.

In the art teacher's hand, he seemed to be holding some kind of lamp. The light in that lamp made him feel some mental pressure.

"Extraordinary creation!"

Lin Yi reacted instantly, and his intuition told him that he should run. If he didn't run, he was likely to be hurt by the extraordinary creation in the art teacher's hand!

"Every man for himself!"

Lin Yi roared in his heart, and with a thought, he left "Li Zidan's" body as if he were taking off his clothes. At the same time, the way he came opened, and the broken light and shadow bloomed like flower buds. The surrounding buildings began to decompose again, gradually becoming fragmented…

Lin Yi smoothly retreated into the road he had come from. Accompanied by countless butterfly-like lights and shadows, the road, dotted with countless whirlpools, like a starry moonlit night, reappeared in front of him.

Lin Yi began to return to his body along the sensing thread.

This process was originally very smooth, but just as he was about to leave the vortex-filled passage, a strange feeling suddenly surged into his heart, as if he had been targeted by something.

Almost instinctively, Lin Yi immediately looked at the countless whirlpools, and then found that there seemed to be pairs of eyes appearing in those whirlpools. Countless pairs of eyes swirled in the whirlpools, like a bizarre version of the Dark Heavenly Wave Eye.

A series of low chants, as if from the depths of the void, accompanied by painful cries, intermittently spread into the passage…

And this time, Lin Yi heard the syllables, which were respectively "He who chases the light through the mist will eventually become a phantom" from the precepts - "De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer", and "Angels walk towards the light and do not enter the maze" - "Engler Gr mOt lySet og gr ikkE p Avveie".

When these sounds appeared, the countless eyes seemed to be tormented and became agitated, and this agitation quickly affected the entire passage, causing it to become shaky.

Lin Yi felt that this passage was about to collapse. Some unknown existence seemed to sense that his consciousness was undergoing layer leaping!

That force began to try to destroy the entire passage, wanting to bury him in it!