He seemed to think of something else...
The dead...of course, have no five senses, so their mobility clings to "Perception" or "Induction", and non-human classmates...can’t see anything!
Could it be that all non-human classmates are not living humans?!
If non-human classmates really aren’t living, then doesn’t that mean...there are about half the people in their classroom that are freaking zombies?!
Lin Yi couldn’t help but curse under his breath, and a strong chill arose in his heart.
Dancing with corpses is something fine to hear about, but when it comes to oneself, even in a classroom one could feel a bone-chilling terror. This has nothing to do with personality because, in the human subconscious, there is an instinctive aversion to "dead things."
"But what’s with Little Genius taking that nonexistent path?"
The dead lack the five senses, moving by clinging to perception, so...in Little Genius’s cognition, there must be something in that direction that draws him.
"It’s the direction from which the sea breeze blows, could it be the seaside?"
"But...if it’s the seaside?"
The sign in front of the Gymnasium said: "If it starts raining on your way to the gym, decide where to go based on the first building you see... If you look up and see any building besides that, especially a Western-style castle, please look around until you find the Gymnasium or the Teaching Building... You must believe: there is no castle within the school campus."
"A castle that doesn’t exist!"
He squinted his eyes.
"A path that doesn’t exist, leading to a sea that doesn’t exist, and by a sea that doesn’t exist...stands a castle that doesn’t exist!"
"That castle is very likely the Art Building!"
"The dead, driven by perception, headed to the seaside, seeking the way to the Art Building... Are they going to the Art Building?"
"But how did Little Genius, who was a broken sculpture in the morning, become capable of movement by the afternoon?"
"What exactly is it, as a Unit, that it exists in?"
All of a sudden, Lin Yi’s mind was flooded with questions, and these doubts indirectly pointed to a possible route that might lead to the Art Building!
At that moment, Lin Yi suddenly realized that the breath he exhaled seemed to carry particles like icy crystals...
He was slightly stunned, then tried to exhale another breath.
A white mist of warm breath escaped his mouth, like blowing air in the snow of the Northeast.
He quietly touched his face and was shocked to find his skin cold as ice!
His mind was struck with a sensation of the world spinning; he stumbled and took a step back.
From beneath his feet came a crisp sound, as if he had crushed a piece of ice.
His gaze shifted slightly, fell from his thigh to his feet...he saw that the corridor floor was covered with frost, and the cold air had spread along the hallway like a tide, turning the ground beneath his feet completely to solid ice!
An unprecedented and ghastly cold feeling began to howl like the fierce winds of the far north winter, carrying shards of frost that blasted against his body, making him feel deeply chilled to his core...
Soon after, darkness accompanied by cold stealthily approached, and Lin Yi felt the world around him start to crumble and fall apart at a terrifying speed. He looked up to the sky and realized the clear sky had turned incredibly dusky, the sweeping blue replaced by a world enveloped in yellow sand!
No, this wasn’t even a sand-blown world, but...an endless cold night!
Winter had come, and night fell like a tide!
High above, the sky was filled with Grey Mist, like the foul Breath of deities, shrouding the whole world!
"Crack... Crack... Crack!!!"
The sky gradually revealed endless fractures, like a hideous black spider web sprawled across the heavens, the web of pitch-black winds was like an endless abyss!
That was an abyss hanging in the sky!
When you looked up, the abyss loomed above you!
"Have I...perceived some kind of ’truth’?" An idea thundered through Lin Yi’s mind!
"The abyss...the nameless entity...the world...something...no...it’s not that I’ve perceived the truth, but...some nameless entity has perceived...’me’?!"
The darkness descended slowly, the broken world became countless fragments, and a dark phantom loomed over him...
Lin Yi felt an indescribable and frightening chill wandering behind him, as if someone had pulled his spine out, swung it in the cold wind, then encased it in a thick layer of ice before stuffing it back into his shell!
"Wooooo—" An intense cold wind blew past his ears, carrying with it the sound of surging tides, that noise growing more and more intense, until it was like the cold waves of the sea, pounding against the shore’s rocks...
He realized what was wrong—his consciousness had fallen through layers!
He began to recite his ID number and name, trying to stabilize his cognition, to anchor himself back to the original layer, but this time it was different. Although he realized the problem, he couldn’t extricate himself from here, as if...trying to pull his feet out of the mire with all his strength, only to sink deeper!
Soon he found the root of the problem—it was that beckoning voice!!!
That kind of call...a long-lost cry of anguish!
This cry, mixed with the sound of the wind and the sea waves, together with the sound of a whistle, began to echo in his ears, as if a whisper traversing time, chanting, carrying obscure and ancient incantations being sung aloud:
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