Rules-related weird stories: 4016

“Eh… uh? Ah! No, that’s not what I meant…” Lin Yi said hurriedly, “What I wanted to say was… could it be that all golden auras belong to the ‘Supreme Judgment’ system?”

Although the Night Watchman said that, he always felt that the so-called golden aura was not that simple.

However, he did not deny that he possessed a golden aura and could use it to a certain extent.

After all, he could not only use the golden aura, but also steal the extraordinary power of other color systems from the ‘Banquet’ and condense them into golden aura to repair the city walls.

Although he still didn’t know how this was going on.

The Night Watchman immediately understood what Lin Yi meant, and immediately shook his head and said: “Of course not, even Mo Xiaozi, who can use the golden aura freely to a certain extent, cannot enter the ‘Supreme Judgment’ system…”

“Because he’s not alive?”

“There are many reasons, this is just one of them.” The Night Watchman said.

Lin Yi seemed to understand that this might be similar to the green aura of the art department. Those with a green aura are not necessarily art students, but may also be fanatical believers and night-walking species…

“My golden aura… is it special?” Lin Yi asked.

The Night Watchman took a deep look at him: “It’s fundamentally the same source, but the purity and quality of the golden aura in your body are both top-notch.”

“How do you see this quality…?”

“Being able to act like an idiot and giggle while possessing a golden aura is enough to show that your golden aura is unique.”

“I suspect you’re calling me stupid under the guise of praising me…”

“No.”

“The corner of your mouth is crooked!”

The Night Watchman smiled.

“You look good like this.”

Lin Yi: “Huh?”

The Night Watchman slowly turned around and looked at the ‘Quartermaster’: “The golden aura is a very high level of pollution… Gold, silver, black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue… The higher the level, the less humanity it possesses.”

“But you… your humanity exceeds the pollution. I cannot understand your existence, just as birds cannot understand airplanes.”

“You must have many secrets. Perhaps the answers are hidden in your lost memories, and that is why the Law-Weaver summoned you…”

Lin Yi fell silent.

The Night Watchman admired the humanoid sculpture ‘Quartermaster’ in front of him again, looking at the evil patterns on it that seemed to be branded with curses, but his eyes became fiery: “‘Quartermaster’… it is composed of dozens of extraordinary creations containing various characteristics, and each one requires verification by the ‘Supreme Judgment’ system before the right to use it can be obtained.”

“But you said, is there a possibility that your understanding is biased? You think these are the ‘Night Watchman’s’ supplies, but in fact, the users corresponding to these ‘Supreme Judgment’ system supplies are… ‘Apostles’?”

Lin Yi’s pupils shrank violently: “Apostle’s ‘equipment’? Hiss… Am I wearing Libra Saint Cloth?”

“What?”

“Uh… it’s nothing.” Lin Yi shook his head, but the shock in his heart was not small. He also understood why this sculpture was called ‘Quartermaster’. In that era, whoever wore this suit would be a quartermaster!

A mobile arsenal!

Not only a mobile arsenal, but also one that is used when conditions are met.

“So, when the ‘Last Apostles’ had a civil war, they sealed the ‘Quartermaster’?” Lin Yi seemed to have guessed something.

The Night Watchman nodded: “Otherwise, with the Law-Weaver alone, even if she possessed skills superior to others, she would not be able to fight against many enemies…”

“After that major event, when the Apostles such as the ‘Dream Architect’ were carrying out ‘Time Exile’ on the Law-Weaver, they also collected the ‘Quartermaster’ into the depths of the layers…”

“When the last Last Apostle, the ‘Astrologer’, left, she told me, ‘When the light shines into the abyss, the Quartermaster will reappear in the world’…”

“So for countless years, I have been looking for an opportunity to make it reappear.”

“Especially in recent decades, the power of the ‘Angel’ has become increasingly strong, and its penetration into the layers is far greater than before… I feel that the remaining time for the art building is running out, and it may be breached after a hundred years.”

《Hundred Years》

Lin Yi subconsciously wanted to curl his lips, but he suddenly understood that for the Night Watchman, who had been watching this world since the era of the ‘First Apostles’, a hundred years might really be a very short time.

“Have you… found it now?”

“Yes, you should leave now, I will come later.”

“Huh?” Lin Yi was stunned, “Leave? Where to go?”

“Of course, the consciousness body should return to the main body first. Now that the ‘Quartermaster’ has been found, there is no need for you to take risks with me.” The Night Watchman said, “Your task has been completed. Go to the clock tower and wait for my news. When I return, I will give you the ‘final payment’, and then you can return to campus.”

“Don’t stay here, the pollution of the ‘Quartermaster’ is not something you can bear now.” The Night Watchman explained, “Its pollution is almost visible. When you start to observe the secret patterns flowing on its surface, it means you have already begun to be polluted…”

“This kind of pollution will make you feel a strong unease, fear, and other negative emotions that exceed the level of cognition and acceptance. This is the expulsion method set by the ‘Apostle’, and it is also the reason why I said you would know it was it as soon as you saw it…”

“But looking at your current mental state, you seem to be fine.”

Lin Yi shrank his neck directly upon hearing this: “There’s a saying… I don’t know if I should say it or not?”

The Night Watchman was stunned when he heard this, and sensed that Lin Yi might start barking like a dog, but he still asked: “What… do you want to say?”

“Is there a possibility… that I might have already seen the secret patterns you mentioned…”

“…” The Night Watchman silently supported his forehead, “What else… you can say it all together.”

Lin Yi pursed his lips: “That’s it…”

“Really gone?”

“Really… maybe?”

“That ‘maybe’ of yours is very spiritual.”

Lin Yi sighed and said seriously: “It’s not that I don’t want to say it, but there are many things that even if I see them, I won’t know if you don’t tell me…”

“And the kind of emotion you mentioned… I actually felt it throughout the whole process, so when I saw this sculpture, ah no, when I saw this ‘Quartermaster’ under the wave of the ‘Sanctuary’, I didn’t have too much… uh, feelings.”

The Night Watchman was silenced by Lin Yi: “Are you saying that you could feel the kind of terror similar to the ‘Quartermaster’ throughout the whole process?”

Lin Yi said weakly: “Some… even more so.”

The Night Watchman hesitated for a while, and then said: “Anyway, you go back to the clock tower first, and we’ll talk about anything when I get back.”

“Then be careful.” Lin Yi subconsciously urged.

“Yeah.” The Night Watchman nodded.

Then, almost a minute passed like this…

“Why are you still here?”

Lin Yi said in a muffled voice: “I don’t know… I seem to, not know how to go back? I seem to be ‘stuck’ here?”

“Stuck?” The Night Watchman was slightly stunned. Immediately, his figure seemed to decompose into countless black crows and dissipate in place. After a few breaths, the black mist surged and transformed into crows that gathered again. The Night Watchman's figure reappeared…

The Night Watchman said: “I have no problem, why don’t you try again?”

“Okay… Alright.” Lin Yi nodded.

The Night Watchman instructed: “Don’t imagine the road you came from. You need to imagine what the clock tower looks like… imagine what the 'Sanctuary' looks like, capture the trajectory of the air currents from the distorted layers, and then trace back.”

“‘Trace back’? Oh! I’ll give it a try.”

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After Lin Yi finished speaking, he began to construct the appearance of the clock tower in his mind.

Strangely enough, when the appearance of the clock tower appeared in Lin Yi’s mind, a twisted passage permeated with a golden aura and composed of pure white light slowly appeared in front of him, like a sky bridge spanning the other shore, extending from the distant layers and arriving in front of him!

On the other side of the sky bridge, he saw a hazy realm. At the center of that realm was his own appearance, sitting cross-legged under the quantum clock 'Sanctuary'.

As his thoughts turned, the world before his eyes immediately became blurred, and then he went up the sky bridge as if sliding down a slide, flying towards his main body like a stream of light.

“Repeating machine kid, after you go back, help me hold on for a while, I’ll be back soon.” The Night Watchman's voice slowly echoed in Lin Yi's consciousness.

“You don’t need to care about anything, just transfer your golden aura to the 'Sanctuary', just like when you were absorbed by Mo Xiaozi’s extraordinary power.”

“If the aftershocks of the 'Sanctuary' are exhausted, then you replace me in striking the 'Sanctuary', just once at most… I don't ask for it to be very loud, just need… for its vibrations to be able to continue.”

‘A while,’ right… When he just heard the first part, Lin Yi agreed decisively: “I got it!”

But the Night Watchman's words became more and more strange. How could this 'holding on for a while' require ringing the bell?!

“Damn it, no way, is that thing really something I can ring?!”

As he was talking, Lin Yi suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up with a “smack”!

…

In the year X023, May 10th, 2:41 AM, Lin Yi's consciousness traced back from the layers and finally returned to his body, slapping his thigh and standing up abruptly.

“I… I’m back!”

He looked down at his watch in surprise.

2:41 AM.

This second dream weaving had taken him more than ten minutes.

He looked at the Night Watchman's main body and the quantum clock 'Sanctuary' in front of him. Judging from the surface alone, he couldn't see anything unusual about the Night Watchman.

But if he sensed carefully, he would find that the Night Watchman seemed to have become much duller. He was still maintaining the posture of striking the 'Sanctuary', but that form seemed to be solidified.

‘The meaning of ‘02’ should be to wait until this wave of air currents is completely exhausted, and then let me replace him to strike it once? If I'm lucky, his consciousness will retreat from there before the aftershocks of the air currents dissipate.’

Lin Yi calmed himself down and felt a little relieved.

The Night Watchman, who had guarded the art building for countless years, definitely had a 100% credibility in what he said. If he said to hold on for a while at most, then it was definitely at most.

‘When he comes back, I’ll bring up the final payment, and then go back with Lao Mo!’

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but look at Lao Mo's location. However, what made him feel sad was that most of Lao Mo's body had already been annihilated!

Lao Mo was originally in front of one of the mirror-like walls of the clock tower, trying to save the already fragmented and barely connected Mu Daxian. As he continued to rescue him, his body was constantly annihilated by the air currents of the 'Sanctuary'.

When he was weaving dreams, Lao Mo's body was constantly annihilating extraordinary power, and now Lao Mo was only left with a remnant!

His hand hung weakly on the ground, next to an old kerosene lamp that released a faint fluorescent light. The old kerosene lamp had completely started to operate, but even Lao Mo didn't have the power to pick it up.

And Lao Mo's other hand was raised like Er Kang's emoji, probing into the mirror world, grabbing countless threads in Mu Daxian's body as if he was fishing, and was trying to pull him out.

“Lao Mo!” Lin Yi cried out in pain, but Lao Mo seemed to be deaf and couldn't hear him at all.

‘What kind of underlying logic is that mirror-like world? How did Mu Daxian get in, and how is Lao Mo going to save him?’

Although he knew Mu Daxian from Maozi's perspective, he had never personally interacted with Mu Daxian after all, so he didn't have too much emotional connection with Mu Daxian. But Lao Mo was different. The two of them had walked along this path like licking blood from the tip of a knife, and there had already been some connection between them. He couldn't bear to watch Lao Mo annihilate like this.

“Lao Mo! Lao Mo!”

He shouted several times, and finally, Lao Mo's already somewhat scattered eyes finally slowly turned to Lin Yi's side.

“Lin…” He paused, his voice weak, but he still changed his words, “Huh… Kid…”

He exerted force with his right hand and threw the old kerosene lamp out.

The old kerosene lamp seemed to have entered an invisible passage in the air, gliding a few laps irregularly like a balloon that had been let out, and then accurately landed at Lin Yi's feet.

“The lamp… has been lit…”

“The effect… is enough to support you to return to campus…”

“Remember… my words… go to the library… then give up… the lamp… and the dormitory manager… identity… take the elevator…”

“You can trust… the librarian…”

“But… don’t accept… his invitation… to stay and become… the new librarian…”

“If you encounter… problems… on the road… think more about… what… I… said…”

“Lao Mo! How can I save you?” Lin Yi was not in a hurry to pick up the old kerosene lamp. First, he had to wait for the Night Watchman to come back, and second, he had to find a way to save Lao Mo.

Lao Mo squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying: “I knew when I came… that I would die… You saving me… is just in vain… Don’t waste your energy…”