Rules-related weird stories: 4016

If he hadn't had the Ouroboros Ring this time, he would have been in real trouble.

He subconsciously touched his bulging pocket, moving it from the inner side of his thigh to the outer side…

Because the school uniform was shattered, the pocket was dangling by his thigh like a tobacco pouch, and with him running so fast, it was really affecting his gun.

"Right… the Night Watcher said this was the 'final payment,' so if there's a 'final payment,' there must be a 'deposit' or 'down payment'!"

"The final payment is a supernatural artifact, so what's the rest of it?"

"And the Night Watcher immediately assumed I was the one to receive the final payment… aren't they worried about making a mistake at all?"

"The Night Watcher mentioned a 'him,' who is 'he'?"

"And what's that so-called mysterious artifact diagram?"

The Ouroboros Ring is ranked 101st among supernatural artifacts, which means there are at least 100 items ahead of it…

Are those 'First Apostles' really that idle, inventing things whenever they have free time?

Despite the complaining, he didn't slow down, and soon he reached the end of the passage.

He looked down at his watch.

3:11

Although he was thinking a lot along the way, he wasn't slow, and it only took him three minutes to run through this passage.

Arriving at the passage entrance, he quickly reached out to push open the iron door, but the image of Old Mo leading him through this door flashed in his mind.

Once the iron door opened, the group of night walkers of unknown levels behind the door would surge in like mud, and he had to be fully prepared.

He slowly raised the old kerosene lamp, continuing to use his 'dorm manager' identity to strengthen the anchor point, and after building up his mental fortitude, he suddenly pulled open the door!

As soon as the door was pulled open, before he could even hold onto it, a terrifying force slammed into it, like a cannonball hitting it, and the door was blasted open with a "boom."

Immediately afterward, torrential rain mixed with狂风 rushed in like a released beast, and icy raindrops hit his face like bullets.

The wind wrapped around the rain, forming a white mist, like a surging wall of water pushing into the room, his hair was instantly blown into a bird's nest, and his tattered clothes were tightly贴贴 to his body like torn pantyhose.

The pitch-black world outside the door was like a giant vortex, constantly squeezing the storm into this small doorway, and countless night walkers smelled the scent and涌了过来, like mud poured from a concrete mixer.

It was the first time Lin Yi had faced an army of night walkers head-on. In a panic, he held the old kerosene lamp in one hand to control the light source, and summoned the baseball bat with the other.

"I'm the dorm manager, I'm the dorm manager, I'm the dorm manager…"

Lin Yi kept chanting, with the air of a game streamer shouting "I'm the streamer, give me a break" when his health was low.

A strange scene appeared.

The scene of Lin Yi being submerged by the army of night walkers that he had imagined did not happen. The army of night walkers that had涌进 came in actually let out miserable and terrified screams after intruding into the projected area of the old kerosene lamp's light. Then, they twisted狰狞, covered the parts that might have been their faces, and petrified while哀嚎, like the world-famous painting "The Scream."

The petrification speed of the night walkers was extremely fast. As soon as they entered the light range, they turned into pale, dry, white plaster-like substances, like cotton wool being lit, and then shattered into countless dust, which湮灭 in the storm.

Four words popped into Lin Yi's mind: instantly炼化.

He was overjoyed, dismissed the baseball bat, and thought, "Old Mo, this thing is much better than the eyeball wings!"

He thought of the scene when Boss and Old Mo were talking, and understood why Boss asked Old Mo if he wanted to take an old kerosene lamp with him. This thing was indeed very effective.

But Old Mo also understood the situation of the gymnasium, so he did not occupy the limited old kerosene lamp resources.

After钻出了 the passage, he quickly closed the door. Without the阻拦 of the night walker army, closing the door was just a matter of strength.

And he had plenty of strength now.

But he was still草率 after all. Night walkers were忌惮 of the light of the old kerosene lamp and dared not approach him, but another kind of mysterious creature was completely the opposite.

[Howl——]

An ethereal and strange long howl caught his attention. As soon as he closed the door, he turned around and found himself being targeted by the grinning angels.

Not just one grinning angel. All the grinning angels nearby were盯上 him the moment the old kerosene lamp appeared, and then flew towards his location like illusory ghosts.

"Night walkers are畏惧 of the old kerosene lamp, but grinning angels are追寻 light!"

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. Mu Daxian had even used light bulbs to divert the attention of the grinning angels!

"Damn, miscalculated!"

"What to do, what to do, what to do…"

He quickly tried to find a way. If he remembered correctly, the exit of the gallery was not far away, but the outer wall of the art building was now covered with night walkers like a flock of bats. If he wanted to find the exit of the gallery, he had to use the light field of the old kerosene lamp for a carpet search.

This difficulty was comparable to playing Minesweeper, and he had to play Minesweeper in front of a group of grinning angels!

How could he play this?

Not to mention that he wasn't Old Mo and couldn't drag the grinning angels out of the layers and kill them. Even if he could, Old Mo's consumption in doing so was not low.

So what should he do?

It seemed that there was only one way left for him—to face the grinning angels head-on?

《So awesome, next time you come to single-handedly defend the grinning angels!》

Mu Daxian's words,激 from the毛子's cheapness, were like a boomerang, crossing a day's time and accurately hitting Lin Yi's head.

What kind of debt is this?!

But he couldn't care so much now. He quickly carried out a carpet search with the old kerosene lamp, following his original memory and looking for the location of the entrance and exit of the gallery in his memory.

"If only I could release my perception… that's right, perception!"

In a moment of desperation, Lin Yi didn't care so much and subconsciously感知!

"Buzz——"

Invisible ripples were released with him as the center, and everything around him appeared in his perception in great detail.

However, before he could be happy, as soon as his perception crossed the light range of the old kerosene lamp, the night walkers immediately became excited, revealing mouth-like mouthparts and狂炫 at the air.

A part of Lin Yi's perception was instantly lost. This spiritual pain was far deeper than the pain of having a piece of meat gnawed off.

He twitched in pain, and a虚汗 appeared on his forehead. He dared not release his perception again.

"Damn, these things can also devour 'perception'!"

His face was ugly. He thought that this was a ability only possessed by the super night walkers on the outer wall of the clock tower, but he didn't expect that the ones here could also吞噬 perception!

Wait a minute!

Perhaps it wasn't "the Night Kind here can also devour perception," but rather "the Night Kind here and those on the Clock Tower's outer wall are the same kind!"

[Whistle——]

Lin Yi was just holding his forehead, racking his brains, when a group of Grinning Angels arrived beside him, then lingered in the light of the old kerosene lamp, their pale and illusory faces full of joy and greed.

They shuttled around him like plastic bags blown by the wind. At the same time, strands of golden aura were drawn out of his body, then split into countless other colored filaments, connected to the Grinning Angels like IV tubes.

After the golden aura was decomposed, the different colored aura began to be drawn out of his body like streams in a creek. A feeling of exhaustion, like kidney deficiency, quickly welled up in his heart—no one could withstand a group of greedy vampires sinking their teeth in at the same time.

Lin Yi was now facing a difficult situation. These Grinning Angels were all spirit-like beings, and he couldn't counter them at all!

"Wait… why can Teacher Wang pull the Grinning Angels out of the layers with the old kerosene lamp, but I can't?"

The Grinning Angels' gluttony constantly extracted the golden aura from Lin Yi's body, causing him to sweat profusely. While scouring the gallery entrance, his mind raced, recalling the scene back then.

At that time, the Grinning Angels attacked him, then Teacher Wang appeared, and then…

Then Teacher Wang didn't confront the Grinning Angels head-on, but took him to the old kerosene lamp, then threw the old kerosene lamp over. As soon as the Grinning Angel approached the old kerosene lamp, it was immediately materialized…

But why are these Grinning Angels now enjoying the light of the old kerosene lamp?

The Grinning Angel back then was afraid of the light of the old kerosene lamp!

"Completely identical factors and variables, why is the result different now!"

"Could it be that I'm wrong, and there are variables and factors that I've overlooked?"

"Are the layer positions of the gymnasium and the art building different?"

"Is there a problem with the Grinning Angels themselves?"

Lin Yi felt that it was really possible that there was a difference between the Grinning Angels. The one in the gymnasium was holding the old kerosene lamp, belonging to the "still salvageable" type, but the ones here obviously had nothing in their hands, belonging to the "complete Grinning Angels." Even if they were converted back, they would be "Dead Body Sculptures"…

Lin Yi felt that he had guessed some of it right, but even if he hadn't, he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

What's the use of figuring it out? Even if he knew, he couldn't counter it!

He thought of two ways to counter the Grinning Angels. The first was to guide them to the "Obsession Sculptures" and the flesh murals, and the second was to summon the Night Watcher.

Summoning the Night Watcher wasn't just his wild fantasy, but the one mentioned in the "Art Student Code."

In theory, as an exchange student, he couldn't abide by the "Art Student Code."

In reality, apart from not having a "Student Commemorative Coin," he was more like a Night Kind than an art student.

In addition, with the boss's earnest teachings, it was more correct to abide by the "Art Student Code" than the "Student Code" when necessary.

Therefore, when being chased by Grinning Angels, he could go to the gallery and shout the name "Night Watcher" at the same time.

And this time, the Night Watcher was naturally not Night Watcher "02," but the Night Watcher at the end of the cliff ahead, the one who held the green lamp and ancient lamp "Netherlight."

However, after seeing Night Watcher "02," he knew that the current situation was really not optimistic. When fighting against the waves and "Angels," being disturbed by other things could easily ruin things.

Moreover, one predictable point was that there were also a large number of Grinning Angels wandering near the Night Watcher who held the green lamp and ancient lamp, but the Night Watcher ignored them, which was enough to show the current situation.

But one thing Lin Yi wasn't sure about was whether the Grinning Angels could chase into the gallery.

From the "Art Student Code," the Grinning Angels should be able to keep chasing the art students, but on the way he and Lao Mo came, no Grinning Angels dared to invade their surrounding area.

At the moment of decision, Lin Yi still gritted his teeth tightly, suppressed the feeling of exhaustion with his will, and continued to sweep the mines.

To be honest, the "reserves" of golden aura in his body were actually quite a lot. He could afford to consume it, it was just a matter of whether it was necessary, because the feeling of being plundered like being sliced alive put him in a state of will paralysis at all times, as if he was wearing a layer of vanity halo.

Suddenly, a Grinning Angel floated in front of him unexpectedly. Its pair of illusory stone ball-like eyeballs shone with treacherous and eerie golden brilliance, and it stared at him.

At that moment, a terrifying sense of crisis instantly enveloped him. Almost instinctively, Lin Yi actually controlled his pupils in an instant to focus the line of sight on the rear of the Grinning Angel.

Aren't you illusory and transparent? Okay, then I'll just treat it as if there's a curtain of wind in between.

[You… see… me…]

The Grinning Angel's ethereal and eerie voice, with an incomparably evil flavor, sounded in Lin Yi's ears. The golden light in its eyes flickered, like a private car frantically switching between high and low beams, trying to attract Lin Yi's attention.

And Lin Yi's performance was even more amazing, perfectly interpreting four words—willful disregard.

He slowly fiddled with the old kerosene lamp, continuing the great cause of sweeping mines.

After failing to sweep mines for several minutes, Lin Yi glanced at his watch.

The time had actually reached 3:13. After opening the door, he had actually wasted a full 2 minutes here!

He felt some pressure from time.

Just then, a beam of light, as if the sun broke through the dark clouds after rain, accurately covered Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was struck by lightning, and an unspeakable excitement surged in his heart in an instant.

"Dog Teacher…?!"

He turned his head sharply, and sure enough, he saw the outline of a blurred watchtower in the rainstorm mixed with water vapor, and at the top of the watchtower, a figure directed the beam of the searchlight over.

"Eh, no… that doesn't seem like Dog Teacher…"

Judging from Lin Yi's intuition, the figure operating it didn't seem like Art Teacher "Golden Retriever," but—

"Ah… you really are the most outstanding one I brought out…" At the top of the watchtower, a slender figure wearing a waterproof leather coat vigorously tugged at the hood that was almost blown off by the strong wind, looking at Lin Yi's embarrassed appearance, her red lips slightly raised.

Form Teacher - 039.

No, Art Teacher…

"Bai Fangshuo."