Rules-related weird stories: 4016

The architectural style of this teaching building was completely different from the previous three. If it weren't for the connecting corridors, it would be really difficult to associate it with a teaching building.

The reason he thought this way was because the relevant rules immediately popped into his mind.

The first rule of the teaching building: [There are a total of three teaching buildings, namely Building A, Building B, and Building C. Each building has four floors, and each floor has three classes, from low to high: Class A1, Class A2... Class A12.

Each floor between buildings is connected by a horizontal bridge, which can be reached on foot.]

And the second rule, which completely contradicts the first rule of the teaching building:

[Do not go to Teaching Building D.]

Clearly there are only three buildings, so why specifically state not to go to Building D?

Obviously, Building D exists, but under normal circumstances, it doesn't.

These inherently contradictory things were what he would subconsciously think about last night.

It was also what he ultimately restrained himself from thinking about, planning to think about it when he returned to the dormitory tonight.

However, he is no longer the "student newbie" who had only been in school for a few hours yesterday. He now has the rich experience of "getting his shoes wet by the river and barely making it back to shore."

Not to mention that he almost couldn't find the toilet when he left the classroom to go to the bathroom;

He was chased by a green hat the first time he went to the cafeteria to eat;

Not to mention that he almost walked to the beach along the road to the gymnasium…

Not to mention that he almost mistook himself for a delivery man when he went to the student restaurant for dinner just now…

In the boss's words, it's a miracle he's alive.

But in Tian Bufan's words, he has gradually begun to "adapt."

The fact that he was able to pull himself back from those desperate situations did surprise him a bit, but as Tian Bufan said, once he adapted, these accidents would become inevitable.

Therefore, when he saw Teaching Building D at this time, his first reaction was still fear and shock of the unknown.

But he was able to suppress these terrible thoughts with reason one step ahead of time, before he fell into some kind of inescapable hallucination or succumbed to some strange illusion, thereby maintaining a sufficiently stable will.

He withdrew his attention from the phantom of the clock tower, which was full of the style of a hanged man, and began to focus, little by little, on Teaching Building C along the corridor bridge.

The teaching rules clearly stated [Do not go to Teaching Building D]. The implication is that, based on the first rule, it reaffirms and tries to tell the students that Teaching Building D exists at certain times.

"So Teaching Building D is mostly related to abnormal weather… It seems that when the rain and fog come, and the only building nearby is Teaching Building D, those people will be forced to violate the second day's regulations and go to Teaching Building D."

He remembered that Teaching Building D was hidden in the thick fog, while the cobblestone road he was on was only thinly foggy…

"In other words, unless the rain covers the entire campus, the so-called 'abnormal weather' is relatively regional?"

"For example, the environment around Teaching Building D now is abnormal weather, while my side is relatively normal… situation?"

Lin Yi also noticed that there seemed to be a… clock tower on the side of Teaching Building D?

"Clock tower…"

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes.

In his memory, the clock tower of S City University was an indescribable, outrageous, abstract, distorted, and terrifying thing.

Even now, he has been avoiding thinking about everything related to it.

Because the existence of the clock tower was too strange.

As early as when he was shaken awake from the blue bus, he had already seen the outline of a clock tower in the campus of S City University through the window of the bus.

However, since he stepped into S City University, he has seen the teaching building, the cafeteria, the gymnasium, and even walked a lot on campus, but he has never even seen the shadow of the clock tower.

This is too weird.

Weird to the point of being unreasonable.

Weird to the point of being unbelievable.

But if you put aside reality, he has seen the clock tower once—just this noon.

When he returned from the cafeteria to the teaching building, he seemed to see a dark, grotesque, Gothic-style, strange world through the moss on the steps of the teaching building.

The moon hung in the night sky, surrounded by thick fog, and under the pale moonlight, the dark-style castle revealed its ferocious corner in the thunder.

He remembered that there was a clock tower in that castle, remembered the crows staying by the clock tower, and also remembered a sentence he saw when "he" turned around:

[Welcome to the Art Building.]

"Teaching Building D… Could it be the legendary Art Building that doesn't exist on the map?"

He thought of those strange female teachers and students yesterday evening, thought of the sailor-suited girl with hair clips he met at lunch, and those who were not sports students but took other paths.

If they came from the Art Building, taking advantage of the abnormal fog in the mountains at dusk, entering the normal world from a place that originally did not exist… then everything seems to make sense?

Although there are still many doubts, he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he took his eyes back.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a… team on the corridor bridge connecting Teaching Building C to Teaching Building D.

That team was too far away from him, and they were walking in the thick fog and dim light. Lin Yi would not have noticed it, until the leading figure in the team raised a lantern.

The faint light of the lantern seemed to cut open a field in the fog like a sharp blade, leading the team from Teaching Building C to Teaching Building D.

"Looks like security guards and cooks?"

The thought flashed through Lin Yi's mind, but he didn't look any further and quickly took his eyes back.

At the same time, Wei Liang's waving palm flashed before his eyes.

"What are you spacing out for, Lao Lin?" Wei Liang asked.

Lin Yi came back to his senses and said, "Oh, it's nothing… just taking a look."

"It's dark and gloomy, there's nothing to see. Let's go, let's sit in the classroom for a while, and then we can go back to the dormitory." Wei Liang waved to Lin Yi, and the corner of his eye glanced in the direction Lin Yi had been looking at.

The evening breeze dispersed the fog. A section of the corridor bridge was faintly visible in the direction of the mountains from Teaching Building C, but the corridor bridge only extended halfway before breaking off, and further ahead it was empty.

But in that void, a light and shadow, like a ghost fire, flickering and becoming dimmer, was vaguely visible.

Wei Liang withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Hey, let's go! Let's go!"

"Okay!" Lin Yi nodded and walked towards Teaching Building B.

…

May 7, 2023, 18:40, Lin Yi and Wei Liang returned to the steps of Class 2, Group B.

Lin Yi looked up at Teaching Building B.

At this moment, the teaching building was surrounded by a visible mist. Under the moonlight and lamplight, these air currents seemed to materialize, clinging to the walls of the teaching building like writhing vines and tentacles, spreading across the floor tiles and ceramic tiles, as if they had already enveloped the entire building.

Looking up at the teaching building from his perspective, the four-story building was brightly lit, but the higher it went, the less visible it became. Within the mist above the fourth floor, there seemed to be blurry shadows of aerial pavilions.

But when he blinked, he could no longer see those illusory shadows.

It was like a normal moment of absentmindedness.

He didn't pay much attention and arrived at the classroom with Wei Liang.

He reached out to grasp the doorknob of the classroom, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at the keyhole…

Perhaps it had all flowed out already, but the keyhole was no longer oozing tomato sauce.

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He looked up at the classroom's doorplate, reconfirmed that it was Class 2 of Group B, and then reached out to press the doorknob, pushing open the classroom door.

"Click! Squeak—"

The classroom door slowly opened, and Lin Yi felt a heavy force emanating from the door, as if he were pushing open a heavy stone gate.

"Whoosh—"

The evening breeze, carrying a thin mist, blew into the classroom through the crack in the door, and the clamor inside the room paused slightly.

Gazes swept over from the tiered classroom, landing on Lin Yi. When they realized that the person who opened the door was just a student, they continued their boisterous laughter and horseplay.

Lin Yi entered, crushing the mist under his feet.

He looked around and suddenly felt somewhat unaccustomed to this classroom.

He remembered that there were about eighty people in the classroom last night, of which about fifteen were sports students, then about twenty or so were normal students like him, and the rest were all abnormal students.

After the flickering of the fluorescent lights, the number of normal students in the classroom had decreased to thirteen.

But now, not only had the number of students in the classroom recovered, it had even increased somewhat, reaching about ninety in total.

Lin Yi scanned the entire tiered classroom and found that those strange students were sitting on their chairs like a group of inconspicuous sandbags under the fluorescent lights. Their bodies were deeply embedded within, and it was really easy to overlook them if you weren't careful.

Lin Yi counted and found that there were a total of thirty-eight strange students. Among them, sixteen had normal eyes but a crazed look at the corners of their mouths, and the remaining twenty-two all had empty eyes and wooden expressions.

These strange students had a very low presence. If Lin Yi hadn't specifically searched for their locations, it would have been really difficult to distinguish them.

The dozen or so sports students were looking down, flipping through comic books, occasionally glancing up at the pendulum clock on the wall.

Xu Shunkang and Xie Huayang were clearly among them.

Finally, the remaining normal students were only thirty-eight, of which thirteen had become much more wooden after this period of torment. They looked dazed, mechanically flipping through comic books, and looked as if they hadn't closed their eyes for a day or two.

Besides them, there were twenty-five students chatting enthusiastically.

He hadn't seen these twenty-five people yesterday; they must have just arrived today.

Wei Liang followed him into the classroom, glanced around briefly, and said, "Looks like a batch of lucky people arrived today."

Lin Yi was slightly stunned, then understood that Wei Liang meant that the weather was good today, so these people arrived at the classroom very smoothly, without encountering the kind of situation they had yesterday.

He looked at the smiles on these people's faces. Some were sitting lazily in their chairs, while others were leaning directly against the side, chatting and laughing with each other.

It seemed that because they had a smooth start and arrived at the teaching building without difficulty, they were completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

Among these people, there were still a few fiddling with their phones, but the campus seemed to have more than just a signal problem. After the phones were turned on, they were stuck there and couldn't be used normally at all. Even the most basic functions seemed to be missing.

It wasn't just phones; even some electronic devices used for recording seemed to be ineffective—because not far away, there were still a few people fiddling with some photographic equipment, like senior big Vs and well-known UP masters from some websites. They brought a small team of a few people, perhaps wanting to shoot some kind of documentary, and were stubbornly fiddling with their equipment.

There was also a girl surrounded by many people, dragging large and small bags, wearing a pink Lolita uniform, dressed very cutely. She was clearly in her twenties, but looked almost like a teenager.

These people really came to play.

But when Lin Yi opened the door, most of them looked at him, but immediately went back to doing their own things.

The seats that Lin Yi and Wei Liang originally sat in had already been occupied by other people, but the tiered classroom didn't have fixed seats in the first place, so he didn't care about it. After taking their bags, he and Wei Liang found a place with fewer people and sat down again.

The seats they were sitting in now were very far from the corridor windows of the classroom, belonging to the middle and rear area of the entire tiered classroom.

If the entire classroom was a battlefield, then the position they chose was almost the kind where they could quickly rush down the tiered classroom to take the podium, and retreat to hide under the desks to defend a corner, which was a must-contend place for strategists.

The most important thing was that it was far from the classroom door, but they could sprint straight to it. Moreover, it was also far from the windows in the classroom corridor, which could effectively avoid being affected by some things they shouldn't see.

When they saw them entering the classroom, Xu Shunkang even raised his head to signal to them, and then immediately flipped through the comic book in his hand.

When Lin Yi passed by him, he found that the comic book in Xie Huayang's hand was indeed Teacher Zhida's work, so it seemed that Xu Shunkang's collection was indeed quite rich.

After sitting down, he immediately put his bag at his feet, and then took out the small notebook for recording from his pocket.

After a day, he needed to record and update some notes.

Before he recalled and sorted out the thoughts related to what happened during the day, he first looked at the time on the watch and the time on the pendulum clock above the podium.

18:45.

The time was correct.

So he sorted out his thoughts and then flipped through the notebook from beginning to end.

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