Lin Yi was slightly startled, then realized it was not just Boss, but also the other people at the entrance of the Gymnasium who had heard the same sound.
Boss’s eyes gleamed with an unusual light, sensing some ominous signs: "Old Mo?"
"Old Mo?" Lin Yi’s heart startled, urgently looked over.
In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged.
The person was draped in a glossy black apron and dressed in a dirty white chef’s uniform, with a pig-killing knife with a sheath tucked behind his waist—it was undoubtedly Old Mo.
Old Mo adjusted his chef’s hat, his tone not as dry and hoarse as usual, but clear and fluent, "Been a while... Boss."
Boss slightly nodded his head, his gaze remaining calm, "Ever since that day, you never left the Gymnasium, how..."
"Boss came back," Old Mo said, "So I went to handle some personal matters."
"Boss?" Boss’s eyes lit up, "He actually came back? How is he?"
Lin Yi’s gaze flickered, guessing that this "Boss" must be the Convenience Store Owner.
Therefore, he quickly perked up his ears, listening attentively.
Old Mo said, "You should have guessed, his condition is not good... the injury is more severe than I imagined."
"Why did you leave the Cafeteria then?" Boss’s tone carried a tint of interrogation.
Old Mo sighed, "Some personal matters still needed to be handled."
"And... what does this have to do with Lin Yi?" Boss pulled Lin Yi behind him, asking cautiously.
Old Mo glanced at Lin Yi, "I told the Boss, I need to go to the Art Building."
"You know your own condition, going to the Art Building, are you seeking death?" asked Boss.
As expected by Old Mo, he replied, "There will be many problems along the way... relying solely on myself, the chances are slim, so... I came to find him."
Li Huiyuan looked towards Lin Yi, and the surrounding Sports Students also looked at Lin Yi, seemingly trying to figure out the reason.
"Though he has some special traits, what use is there to involve him in your affairs?"
Old Mo explained, "As you know, after leaving the Cafeteria, my power diminishes, and I can’t receive effective replenishment, so I need a ’mobile supply station’."
Old Mo pointed at Lin Yi, "I’ve been observing him for a long time, he has remnants of Ashes in his body... Moreover, he possesses a peculiar trait, I’ve observed his actions inside the Cafeteria these past few days..."
"If I can draw Supernatural Power from his body, I can ensure not to deplete my own power..."
"In this way, I can conserve my strength and arrive at the Art Building in optimal condition."
"So, he is my most suitable choice."
Lin Yi wanted to curse, "Who the hell are you calling a Charging Treasure?!"
But he couldn’t utter a word on the matter, it seems that it wasn’t within his control, but it seemed like... Old Mo intended to take him to the Art Building?
"What’s happening here...?"
If he could return safely, he’d be willing to go, as opportunities for a non-Art Student to visit the Art Building were few, and should be cherished when encountered.
But if it was a one-way trip, he would certainly decline.
However, based on Old Mo’s tone, it seemed he had an unusual round-trip route?
Boss, listening to Old Mo’s words, couldn’t help but ponder, indeed Old Mo possessed the ability to draw Supernatural Power from other Polluters.
Lin Yi also fell silent, he was aware, when Old Mo was single-handedly guarding the Cafeteria, his blood had dried up, then he started bleeding the blood of Nocturnal species and eventually managed in an Unyielding stance to connect the enemy’s health bar to his own, fighting while replenishing, until the convenience store owner returned.
So now, was Old Mo intending to integrate his mana pool to his own...?!
What about "Borrowing your mana for a fight?"
How did Old Mo know his mana could keep replenishing?
Come to think of it... the Super Recovery Power awakened by his training in the Gymnasium, was it to be handed over to Old Mo right away?!
Old Mo continued, "I just need him to accompany me to the Art Building, once I deal with things there, I have a way to bring him back."
Boss remained protective of Lin Yi, his voice low, "Regardless, talking to me is pointless, and besides, the Ashes in his body have already been absorbed by him."
"Isn’t that even better?" Old Mo nearly laughed out loud, his gaze towards Lin Yi became even more cherished.
"..." Boss paused, then said, "But Lin Yi is not an object."
Old Mo nodded, looking at Lin Yi, "I was also speaking to you just now; if you’re willing, we can leave now, if not, I can still take you with me."
"I remind you, based on my judgement of you, even if you leave the Gymnasium now, the probability of successfully returning to your Dormitory isn’t high, and it’s even possible that we might meet at the Art Building..."
"If we do meet in that way, you’ll regret not having followed my advice."
When Lin Yi heard the first part, he thought, damn, what sort of thing to say is that? It felt strangely familiar, like Tang Sanzang’s line—"Are you going with me to Western Heaven, or should I send you there?" But on hearing the last part, his heart uncontrollably thumped a few times, what did that sentence mean?