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Chapter 77 - 77 36 The Call of the Art Building

77: Chapter 36 The Call of the Art Building 77: Chapter 36 The Call of the Art Building In the year X023, May 7th, 13:24, at the Teaching Building B.

Lin Yi stood before the steps like a statue, his gaze focused on the moss in the cracks of the stairs, yet his eyes were empty, as if his soul had been hooked away.

“There really is moss, there really is moss…” He muttered the phrase over and over, lost in thought.

A gentle breeze from the mountains surrounding the campus blew by, rustling past his ears, and the sound of the Lin Ye leaves rustling was indistinguishable from the sound of waves crashing against the dark reefs…

“Huah, huah, huah…”

“Huah, huah…bang~”

“Huah—bang!”

“Huah—bang!”

Lin Yi felt disoriented, his pupils dilating, and his focus blurring…

All that remained in his vision was a patch of dark green moss stained with mud, and the moss…

began to twist.

“Huah—bang!”

The sound of the waves persisted, as if right beside his ear.

“Hoo-lah-lah—”

The breeze in the mountain foothills suddenly became fierce, tearing at his clothes like countless hands gone wild.

He felt like a person standing where the wind and waves peaked as if he could embrace the ocean by spreading his arms.

“Huah—huah—”

The waves grew harsher, and the sunlight above Lin Yi dimmed.

A terrible storm gathered overhead, with a tempest as if about to arrive.

“Boom—crack!!!”

A bolt of pure white lightning flashed within the storm, as if someone had split the sky with a giant axe, creating a vast rift in the sky.

Startled by the thunder, Lin Yi looked up at that rift…

“?!” His eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly.

The lightning before him was frozen, the storm halted, and the torn sky looked like a painting etched deep into the heavens…

It was as if someone had grabbed the edge of the painting and torn it down forcefully, leaving the suspended lightning in the void.

And beyond the broken painting, he saw a Bell Tower, a campus, and a person standing on the campus looking up at the sky; that was…

Himself.

Standing before the Teaching Building.

Looking up at the sky.

Looking down at the moss.

He didn’t know what he was doing, but his gaze met with the “him” of this moment…

“I…?!”

Lin Yi felt an unprecedented dizziness, as if looking down upon the earth from the clouds, or as if hanging upside down from a cliff, staring into the abyss.

His mouth opened wide, his heart in complete turmoil.

“Is that me?”

“Then who am I?!”

“That’s the Teaching Building…

but where am I?!”

He staggered back a step in his panic, looking at his hands.

The skin on his hands was slightly dark, and his wrists were thinner than “his” own, suggesting a somewhat slender person just from the palms.

“Wait, my clothes…?”

Lin Yi noticed the cuff of his shirt; it was a loose yellow knit sweater, not what he was wearing, yet it felt strangely familiar.

He grasped the cloth at his chest and pulled it, confirming again that this was not his own clothing.

He touched his face.

It felt somewhat square.

He too felt somewhat square.

“I…

how am I not myself?”

He looked in horror and fear at the broken painting, through the void of the lightning, intently gazing at the campus within the void and searching for “himself” in front of the Teaching Building…

“Wait…?!”

“That Teaching Building…!!”

He suddenly realized something!

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven…

eight!”

“Eight stories tall!”

“An eight-story Teaching Building!!”

[The Teaching Building only has four stories, how could four more stories have appeared?!]

“I!

Where am I, am I dreaming?!”

Lin Yi looked around.

All around him was a castle-like building full of Gothic style.

Sharp turrets, arched domes filled with colored prism glass, a dark Bell Tower, dim moonlight, and…

a night raven perched on top of the Bell Tower.

“Am I…

in a castle?”

“Thunderous rumble—”

The storm whirled high in the sky, with thunder roaring within the tempest.

“Huah—huah—”

Waves churned below his feet, constantly eroding the reef.

He rushed to the edge of the castle where the moss grew on the cold bluish-gray bricks and stuck his neck out to look down.

A cliff.

This damned castle was built atop a damned cliff.

Beneath the steep moss-covered cliff was a reef shrouded in mist and steam.

And beyond the reef…

Was an ocean enveloped in thick gray fog.

There seemed to be a mud pit where the cliff met the reef, and that nauseating, fishy taste that invaded his mouth was wafting from the mud pit.

Despite the terrifying distance, he could clearly see the heap of rotten fish and crab shells in the mud pit.

“Gulp…”

He swallowed, then stumbled backwards.

“Click…clack!”

An easel he knocked over fell, scattering the canvas and paints to the ground.

Frantically looking around, he suddenly saw on the castle’s brick wall a large amount of crude text painted with yellow pigment.

In the dim surroundings, such words were out of place with the atmosphere.

Those twisted letters, those rough strokes seemed to outline…

[Welcome to the Art Building.]

At that moment, Lin Yi’s pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, a vortex surged inside him furiously, then flooded into his head, leaving his mind completely blank.

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