Rules-related weird stories: 4016

He couldn't fully recall the specific appearance of the strange geometric structure. He only remembered seeing a pseudo-geometric object that was difficult to describe, difficult to perceive intuitively and observe. It seemed to be composed of countless irregular structures that were impossible to distinguish as concave or convex. He even wasn't sure if it could be called an "object" at all.

The composition of this geometric shape seemed to be inextricably linked to the layer logic between the teaching building, dormitory building, and art building, but other than that, it didn't leave any intuitive or clear feeling in his perception.

This feeling was like that vague "I vaguely remember picking up a stone when I was a child," but no matter how hard you wrack your brains to think about it, you can't recall any details related to the stone.

It was as if it was just a stone.

It was as if it was just a geometric shape.

It was as if it was just "1+1 = 2".

It was as if everything... was supposed to be like that.

Lin Yi suddenly shivered, his spine felt cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Damn it... cognitive rewriting is everywhere, seeping in everywhere..."

"Just now... did I touch some kind of mystery, and then, the moment I touched it, something related to this mystery was rewritten a step ahead of time?"

He gathered his thoughts and looked down at the student commemorative coin.

The number he hadn't seen clearly before was now etched in his mind.

The number engraved on the student commemorative coin was "Month - X02305070323".

"It seems that this 'Month - X02305070323' is equivalent to Maozi's student ID number..."

"0507 means May 7th, and 0323 means... 3:23?"

He noticed that the time on the clock in the art office was now 3:36, but the art teacher probably started engraving the number from 3:23.

He silently noted Mao Feiyang's student commemorative coin number, which might be very useful in the future.

There seemed to be a lot to learn from this student commemorative coin just from its surface.

At least, it seemed troublesome for experience students to lose their student IDs, but art students only needed to buy a new one from the convenience store. Moreover, when encountering sculptures, they could even actively discard their student commemorative coins. This operation was simply outrageous.

But then again...

Since art students are still allies of sports students to some extent, could it be that if an experience student loses their student ID, the homeroom teacher will arrange for them to buy a student commemorative coin at the convenience store and go through the art student route?

Huh? ? ?

Why would I think that?

Lin Yi suddenly narrowed his eyes, revealing a black question mark face.

...

Based on the frightening scene just now, Mao Feiyang became much more honest and silently recited the art student rules.

Because according to the art teacher, Mao Feiyang had nearly an hour to memorize two rules. Based on the time at that time, it was estimated that around 4:00, the art teacher would have other arrangements, maybe he would be thrown out of the art office and forced to start his art journey.

Lin Yi didn't know when he would wake up from the dream, but the scene just now gave him a signal that he needed to seize the time, so he also tried to understand a little while memorizing the art student rules, using his existing knowledge... while he still had that magical protection mechanism in the dream.

While memorizing, Lin Yi suddenly thought of something.

The teaching building seemed to have eight floors in abnormal weather, and the elevator could only be taken in abnormal weather. Could it be that the four "empty pavilions" that could not be seen normally were related to the art building?

However, compared to the traditional teaching building architectural style, Building D of the teaching building, which appeared in the illusion with the fall of the campus layers, seemed to be more in line with the appearance of the art building described in the rules.

"Teaching Building D... Art Building... Fifth to eighth floors of the teaching building..."

Lin Yi rubbed his eyebrows, planning to try to record this information in a notebook after waking up from the dream to see if the text could carry this information.

Lin Yi also found that the art student rules didn't mention anything about lampposts, so it seemed that they were not very restricted by the cobblestone roads and lampposts when moving.

Besides that, the most critical question was—the question of leaving the campus.

The art building rules, with thousands of words, didn't mention any way to leave the campus except for the last card in the black card holder, which seemed to be used only in desperate situations.

Not to mention school buses, they didn't even say how to get to the school gate.

And how did the art student rules describe this card in the black card holder?

[From this moment on, you can only rely on your own judgment to survive, but even so, our school will still provide you with one last help.]

[The method recorded on the card is the only method our school has found since its establishment that can help you escape the campus.]

[You can only open the card holder when the card turns green. Never try this out of curiosity.]

The last time!

The only one!

Absolutely not!

This is equivalent to throwing the words "desperate plan" and "last resort" in your face.

When you get to this point, it means that Mao Feiyang has violated the art student rules and lost the "protective effect" from the art student rules on him. It's almost like saying that he's about to die!

So, aside from this last card, which can be called a "legacy plan"...

"Could it be... that under normal circumstances, only experience students can leave the campus?"

If this is the case, then it means that art students who want to leave the campus also need to find a reverse conversion path from "art student" to "experience student."

"Eh?!" Lin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

The art student rules... seem to really mention something related to this!

[When you are studying in the self-study room of the teaching building and encounter malicious classmates attacking experience students, please remain silent. When the sports students stand up, cooperate with them to eliminate those malicious classmates.

During this period, if the experience student suffers a fatal injury, please find an opportunity to find the "student ID" from him, and keep it carefully. After returning to the art classroom, inform the art teacher, and the art teacher will tell you what to do next.]

This rule mentions a key clue, which simply means letting the art student loot the corpse, obtaining the unowned "student ID" from the dead experience student, and then going to the art teacher. If it is just a simple handover of the student ID to the art teacher, then the rules could not have written "the art teacher will tell you what to do next."

Lin Yi boldly speculated that the art teacher must at least know a way to transform art students into experience students.

Mao Feiyang recited and flipped through the book like a little novice monk chanting scriptures, while Lin Yi memorized and recorded, and time passed quietly, and soon it was 4:00.

"That's about it." The art teacher standing by the French window retracted his gaze from the outside, looked at Mao Feiyang, and smiled, "After reading the rules, do you have any questions you want to ask?"

Mao Feiyang took a deep breath and then closed the book.

In the next three minutes, Mao Feiyang raised a series of questions that sounded like he was deliberately courting death, including but not limited to: "Is the outside world really a virtual environment?", "Are the sculptures really sculptures?", and "I've never heard of a castle-like building in S City."

The art teacher's mouth twitched incessantly from the questioning, while Lin Yi's eyelids twitched violently…

"Alright, stop asking," the art teacher said, quite speechless, thinking, 'Where did this stubborn fool come from, asking these kinds of questions right off the bat? Is he really not afraid of dying?'

"The progression and transformation of 'cognition' is a continuous and long-lasting process. Before you accept it yourself, nothing I say will be of any use."

"Your curiosity and skepticism are really heavy. I can only tell you that after you leave the office, you'd better keep your tail tucked in and not try to poke your nose into everything. Just honestly abide by the rules, and those abnormal things will come looking for you…"

"No…" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but say, "If I abide by the rules, they'll still come looking for me? Isn't that the same as me going to look for them?"

The art teacher gently tugged at the brim of his beret: "If they find you, at least you'll have candlelight. If you go looking for them, you'll be forcing yourself into the darkness. How can that be the same?"

"Uh…" Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, "I understand…"

"Anything else you want to say?"

Mao Feiyang's eyelids twitched violently.

What else can I ask? You didn't answer any of the questions I just asked!

"I won't ask anymore…" Mao Feiyang shook his head speechlessly.

"Then you should leave. They'll be back in half an hour," the art teacher said with a smile, looking at the other desks.

Mao Feiyang suddenly felt a chill. For some reason, he felt that the art teacher's gaze just now was so gloomy that it could freeze the entire office, making his hair stand on end.

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But Lin Yi caught a different phrase.

【They are coming back.】

「'They'? Is it 'they' as in people, or 'they' as in things?」

Lin Yi thought of the non-human classmates and abnormal art students who left the lecture hall at 4:30. He wondered if the art teacher was referring to them.

Therefore, Mao Feiyang didn't linger and left the art office with the Art Building Rules and the Art Student Rules.

"Mao Feiyang," the art teacher called out, stopping Mao Feiyang, who had reached out to press the doorknob.

"Teacher, is there anything else?"

"Keep the two sets of rules safe, especially the Art Student Rules. When you really want to look at the rules, try to make sure you're in the art classroom or in a safe area under the light."

"Find the notice board after leaving the office. I will help you along the way."

"Okay, Teacher," Mao Feiyang nodded, then pushed open the door of the art office.

Just as Mao Feiyang closed the door of the art office, Lin Yi suddenly noticed that the art teacher's eyes narrowed slightly.

…

May 7, X023, 4:08 PM.

Looking at the environment of the art office, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but feel like he was dreaming.

Even though he kept telling himself that all of this was a "virtual environment," he still couldn't help but think that such a place must exist somewhere in the real world.

Before his eyes was a Gothic castle that "did not match reality."

In the dark night, the castle's towering spires reached into the sky, adorned with pointed turrets like thorns.

Amidst the forest-white mist, the ancient clock tower and heavy stone walls intertwined, the eerie atmosphere making one shudder.

In the shadows, the windows were hung with heavy iron bars, behind which were stained-glass windows inlaid with magnificent and intricate colored patterns.

Dim candlelight shone through the glass and onto the ground, forming mysterious patterns that seemed to correspond to the positions of ancient stars beyond the long night.

What shocked Lin Yi and Mao Feiyang was that the art office was not actually in the castle, but in one of the watchtowers that branched out from the castle.

To reach the castle from the watchtower, one had to cross an ancient and mottled stone bridge.

Below the stone bridge was a cliff, and below the cliff were black reefs and black seawater. The wailing sea breeze stirred the crashing seawater on the reefs, and the dampness permeated the sea fog and air, exuding a salty, humid, and cold atmosphere.

In the constantly howling sea breeze, the candlelight on both sides of the stone bridge flickered, making a "whoosh" sound, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

At the end of the stone bridge, huge stone pillars supported the arch above, and strange symbols were engraved on the stone beams and doorways, exuding a heavy and long-standing sense of history.

And in front of him, there was also a wooden sign nailed to the stone pillar, which read:

【Welcome to the Art Building!】

Below the sign, there was also a tetanus-ridden iron sheet suspended by a rusted iron chain. In the sea breeze, the chain and the iron sheet clanged.

Mao Feiyang walked over and reached out to hold the iron sheet, only to realize that it was originally a notice board.

Lin Yi and he looked closely and saw that the notice board read:

"When you see this notice board, it means that you have entered the territory of the Art Building."

"Do not try to return the way you came. You have no choice but to continue forward."

"You also cannot escape the call of the Art Building by conventional means, but the journey of art will be kind to everyone who arrives."

"Before entering the Art Building, please remember:"

"Art originates from life and is higher than life. Please abandon your cognition and re-cognize everything in the Art Building with the 'eye of art,' and tell yourself that this is how things should be."

As he was looking at the iron sheet, a distorted beam of light suddenly shone from behind him, like a spotlight on a stage, covering him and the notice board.

Mao Feiyang was slightly stunned and turned to look at the source of the light. He was surprised to find that the art teacher was standing on the watchtower, using glass to focus the light of some kind of burning object on him.

"Walk towards the Art Building. My light will shine on you until you reach the archway!" The art teacher held the glass, his windbreaker fluttering in the sea breeze, like a captain on the Caribbean Sea, a bit of a rogue and handsome.

Mao Feiyang let go of the sign, letting it continue to clang. He took a deep breath, looked at the castle archway at the end of the stone bridge, and then stepped forward.

Watching his back, the art teacher sighed faintly: "The 'extraordinary characteristics' of the candlelight on the stone bridge have been almost worn away by the years. Relying on them alone may not be enough to protect him…"

"The trial student became an art student before getting his student ID…"

"Heh heh, somewhat interesting…"

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