Rules-related weird stories: 4016

In a daze, Lin Yi seemed to hear filthy whispers, like jeers and taunts, enticements and harassments, buzzing around his head like a swarm of insects, constantly disturbing his mind...

He clenched his teeth, and his breathing gradually became heavy as a result.

This path was not easy, but he didn't expect it to be this difficult.

He stared intently at the two dim streetlights in the distance, one being the 'Dormitory Building - 095' streetlight, his next stop, and the other, even further away, representing the end point, the 'Dormitory Building - 096' streetlight.

However, after running for more than a minute this time, Lin Yi still couldn't get closer to 'Dormitory Building - 095'. He felt as if the ground beneath his feet was infinitely stretched, and no matter how he ran, it was like running in place.

And what bothered him the most was not running in place, but that this road, swaying like pulled noodles, seemed to violate some kind of physical rule, with some places even flipping 180 degrees!

No, not some places, but... but his feet!

The place where he was, had actually flipped more than 90 degrees!!!

The reason why some of the undulating humanoid sculptures hadn't caught up was because the road he was on was twisted and flipped. The humanoid sculptures weren't 'undulating' at all, but because his position was unstable, the humanoid sculptures, which were constantly moving on a certain flat level, appeared to him as 'undulating'!

It wasn't the sculptures that were undulating, but... his position!

Explosive!

Extremely explosive!

"If there isn't a supernatural phenomenon here that violates the rules of gravity, then there must be a problem with my perception of the surrounding space!"

His perception was failing!

But when did this problem start?

What his eyes saw, what his body touched, what his ears heard, what his nose smelled... All the information captured, ultimately the results processed by the brain, or the breakdown of logic, led to this problem?

In other words, the various parts of his body were doing their own thing, which caused him to have the problem he was having now?

Lin Yi couldn't tell.

He couldn't find a standard for judgment. At this time, he urgently needed to find a frame of reference in the layer, but now even the frame of reference seemed to be problematic!

"Damn it..."

"It's really damn it..."

Lin Yi's breathing became heavier and heavier, and a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion began to slowly spread in his heart.

Crisis wasn't scary, what was scary was that at this moment of crisis he didn't have any ideas to solve the problem.

The layer was fluctuating, the space was distorted, the people were undulating, the light and shadow were blurred, the streetlights were swaying...

There was no frame of reference, and no coordinate points could be found. Even the 'Dormitory Building - 096' streetlight at the end seemed to tremble and sway...

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

Hot air began to faintly spew out between his mouth and nose, and a low roar began to emanate from his throat, his whole person like a steaming locomotive.

He slowed down his pace, not because he couldn't walk anymore, but because the current problem couldn't be solved by taking a few steps.

He was now like he was shuttling through a world painted by a child with an immature mind and monotonous, complex brushstrokes. A few streetlights and messy, intricate lines were distributed in the layer with no rules to follow, and he was like an ant being manipulated in this picture full of absurd and strange abstract style.

He didn't know when he started to have problems, maybe when the layer started to distort, maybe when he encountered the inhuman classmates facing the wall, or maybe when he encountered the flickering streetlights... and so on, there were too many suspicious points, and he couldn't find a starting point at all!

And what was even more incomprehensible was that, even though he was sinking and falling in the layer, he actually subjectively recognized the two things of "the layer has a problem" and "there is a problem with self-perception".

This feeling of powerlessness of "I know I'm making a mistake but I don't know where the boundary of the mistake is, so I can't even change it if I want to" is the real root of tormenting the spirit.

His gaze moved back and forth between the 'Dormitory Building - 095' streetlight in front and the 'Dormitory Building - 096' streetlight further away, moving little by little on this shaking road, like a ship being pushed and pulled by the wind and waves, struggling to move towards the buoy in front.

"Huff... Huff... Hah... Hah..."

A difficult but firm roar gradually began to emanate from his throat, as if the beast sleeping in his body was slowly awakening.

It was from this moment that the gray-white mist around him rolled violently, and some strangely shaped figures began to emerge with bared teeth and brandished claws in the shapeless mist, constantly twisting in the hazy and dim light field.

The noodle-like road, the winding and twisting space, plus the layers of gray mist, made Lin Yi, who was running in the bizarre painting, produce a strange "sense of space".

His eyes became brighter and brighter as the pollution intensified, and the scorching golden color slowly carved out golden rings like annual rings in his pupils, making his eyes look like eagle eyes.

But at the same time, his brain became more and more昏沉, his thinking began to become sluggish, he gradually couldn't observe the surrounding world with "reason", and the "primitive instinct" in his body gradually gained the upper hand...

Slowly, through his crimson golden eyes, he discovered that the space depicted by the bizarre abstract painting he was in now was like a special Rubik's Cube, cut into irregular pieces by those intricate lines.

And the noodle-like road was sticking to a part of it, while the rest was entangled by a gray-white, wall-powder-like viscous mist...

He also found that there was something like chewing gum in these irregular fragments, sticking to his feet, so that every step he took was in place!

And in all directions, overlapping mists were trying to reach his and Wei Liang's bodies like strange tentacles. They didn't exist in themselves, but in Lin Yi's eyes they were extremely real. This incomprehensible, indescribable strange thing, hidden in the gray mist, was wrapped around him like a spider web, like rice cake, like snot!

"Shashasha..."

"Shashasha..."

"Shashasha..."

Under the thick fog, the strangely shaped sculptures slowly moved along this substance. When they moved through the broken area, their bodies rubbed against it, shaking off white powdery particles like dust, and this was the source of the shashasha sound they made, not simply dragging their bodies on the ground!

"Damn it..." The moment he "saw" this scene, Lin Yi's scalp went numb, and he suddenly realized a terrifying truth—if he was in a state of "swimming with half of his body exposed above the water" before, then now he had completely sunk below the surface!

He fell off the glass plank road!

Because he lost the anchor, no, because he didn't have an anchor from the beginning, so he couldn't anchor the layer, so the layer he was in now fell into the layer he saw and felt, reaching the same layer as these inhuman units, strangely shaped sculptures, and nocturnal species that couldn't be seen!

[Hehehe... so fragrant...]

[So fragrant...]

Lin Yi seemed to have become the most delicious thing imaginable. In this layer, he was like the brightest star in the night sky, attracting them. One undisguised, greedy, evil, and purely malicious gaze after another, filled with a thirst for blood, landed unscrupulously on Lin Yi!

“Hoo— Hoo—”

The night wind was cold, and the gray mist surged like waves, sweeping in from all directions like a torrential rain.

“My name is Lin Yi! My student ID is X0230506098! I am on the cobblestone path heading to the dormitory building!”

“My name is Lin Yi! My student ID is…”

Despite knowing it was ineffective, he still tried to silently recite these “basic operations” in his heart.

But a terrifying scene appeared. Lin Yi heard some sounds…

He froze, stunned in place.

What did he hear?

He heard…

【My name is Lin Yi…】

【My name is Lin Yi, my student ID is…】

The sound became clearer and clearer, and it was actually—

【My name is Lin Yi! My student ID is X0230506098! I am on the cobblestone path heading to the dormitory building!】

【My name is Lin Yi! My student ID is…】

【My name is Lin Yi, hahahaha—】

It was the strange sculptures, the twisted night-dwellers, the gray mist, the viscous liquid… They had captured Lin Yi’s voice and were now reciting it unscrupulously!

Lin Yi felt as if he were in a pitch-black cave, surrounded by eerie figures. These figures had blurry faces, only crescent-shaped eyes glowing with blood and clown-like smiles. They stood neatly arranged around Lin Yi like a choir, swaying like reeds in the wind, laughing hideously, their mouths emitting uneven murmuring chants, all of which were—

【My name is Lin Yi! My student ID is X0230506098! I am on the cobblestone path heading to the dormitory building!】

They had captured the information Lin Yi used to anchor his identity. Now, as long as Lin Yi lost his student ID, a lucky member of the heretical choir would be randomly selected to inherit his identity.

“Damn it! This damned sense of humor couldn’t have come at a worse time.”

“Wait!”

Lin Yi suddenly noticed a problem—even though he had fallen into the same layer as them, why hadn’t he been attacked?!

Those non-human entities were right next to him. Even though they weren't in the same 'broken and collapsing Rubik's Cube grid' as him, that didn't stop them from attacking!

Why hadn't they attacked, instead choosing to act like a dark choir from an evil troupe, swaying and chanting his identity information?

If the previous encirclement could be explained by the fact that his escape route was somewhat illuminated by streetlights, the current situation was completely different!

This was completely their home turf, but what had they chosen—they had chosen the most dawdling method!

Lin Yi's mind was a little chaotic. This chaos wasn't his subjective chaos, but the 'chaos' that came from the demonic sounds of the 'choir' and the surrounding collapsed layer space environment. It was like trying to read a palm-sized booklet on a bumpy mountain path.

You might want to read, but the environment and physical conditions don't allow it.

Lin Yi quickly took a new step in this 'viscous' layer, but when this step landed, he suddenly discovered… the ground beneath his feet was a soft, muddy patch…

He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it wasn't mud, but… night-dwellers.

He… was stepping on a road pieced together from who knows how many night-dwellers mixed together. Part of the ramen-like texture was because the spatial feedback was indeed collapsing, and the other part was because… this was the damn, doughy bodies of the night-dwellers!

Lin Yi trembled all over. A 'sanity value' bar, like a health bar, popped up on his head and was now dropping 'swish, swish, swish'…

His body trembled uncontrollably. The shock brought by the night-dwellers when he realized the ground beneath his feet exceeded his current cognitive limit, causing a pitch-black terror to grow in his heart and spread endlessly, almost swallowing him.

He felt his body swaying slightly, uncontrollably keeping up with the rhythm and demonic cadence of the choir.

Lin Yi's will had already become more resilient after being tempered. His cognitive strength was no longer comparable to what it had been the day before. He guessed something, he sensed something, but even so, it was as if the devil was always a foot taller than the Dao, and the falling layers under abnormal weather always brought him a new version of horror.

Suddenly, some fine, sand-like particles hit his face with the mist, as if someone was rubbing a water-soaked sandpaper on his face.

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Not just his face, but the skin all over his body. This sandy sensation permeated his school uniform, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

But before he could adjust his mentality to adapt to the changing environment, the ground beneath his feet became even worse, sticking to his feet like asphalt, gradually making it difficult for him to move.

He found it increasingly difficult to move, like Tang Sanzang trapped in the Spider Cave, but what awaited him weren't seven little goblins who could play with spider silk with their belly buttons, but seventy, seven hundred, or even more non-human entities who wanted to play sculpture with you.

However, the situation didn't stop there. Even worse changes continued to descend. The temperature around Lin Yi began to drop, and the sandy texture gradually turned into an icy texture. A cold wind, blowing from who knows where, intervened in this layer, howling and swirling, as if a hole had been broken in the tunnel of an air-raid shelter, and wind from the icy and snowy world poured into it, whistling incessantly.

The chaotic demonic sounds of the 'evil choir' chanting Lin Yi's identity information were affected by the cold wind, becoming rapid and hoarse, and the tone began to twist and change…

At this time, the sound of swirling airflow began to echo and ripple in the howling wind. A faint pattering sound permeated from the vortex, like the sound of broken waves in the Arctic glacier crashing against the dark reefs, shattering into countless ice flowers.

In those sound waves that shattered into pieces, the choir's voice was filled with an unspeakable demonism, clearly reciting Lin Yi's identity information, but tearing and reorganizing each syllable in the voice, and then crushing it into a new, completely discontinuous, evil noise.

Lin Yi hadn't heard such a sound in a long time, this kind of sound that seemed to come from some extremely distant, abandoned and broken world, that dry,涩, indescribable ancient sound, like an evil witch doctor tearing his heart and lungs in some secluded and desolate land, singing some kind of ritual that drives people to mental breakdown and madness:

【「I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome」！！！】

【「I Avgr… …uNnen av tKe og mrke… … jaGer forTapte Sjeler… … fanTome」！！！】

The wicked choir shook their heads and swayed, stretching their bodies like ramen makers, undulating like Indian snake charmers. Their faces wore devout smiles, standing hand-in-hand like rows of human-shaped tombstones, indulging in high-pitched songs amidst the gray mist, emanating an intense sense of bizarre, manic, insane, and collapsing heretical ritual.

These maddening sounds made Lin Yi feel overwhelmed and agitated, the hot blood within him boiling uncontrollably. He hunched over slightly, like a barbarian under immense threat, clenching his teeth, a low growl of "Heh... heh... heh..." escaping from between his teeth, a billowing steam erupting more and more intensely from his mouth and nose.

However, this steam did not bring him warmth. On the contrary, as he entered this state, he began to fall into a bizarre state of polar reversal. His internal organs felt as if they were about to burn, but his body was rapidly losing temperature in the icy wind of the layer.

He felt his bones turning red and his flesh turning cold. His skin began to take on a cyan-gray texture similar to Wei Liang's current state, looking like a piece of iron being quenched.

He looked distantly at the lampposts ahead. "Dormitory - 095" and "Dormitory - 096" were no longer straight, but had become two upright wavy lines. The sobbing sea breeze roared incessantly in his ears. The distorted layer seemed to devour his soul. He knew he was about to be finished, because now even the lampposts that could give him his bearings had lost their original appearance...

"So tired..."

"Damn it... so tired..."

"Don't stop... keep walking, walk! You're done if you stop..." In a daze, Lin Yi heard a voice in his ear, like Wei Shan's, like Tian Bufan's, and also like he was murmuring to himself, giving himself psychological cues...

"Ha... huff... ha... huff..."

Lin Yi felt that his body was approaching its limit. He could no longer move forward even a single step in this collapsing layer.

He panted incessantly, his entire body drenched in sweat, beads of sweat on his forehead falling like raindrops.

"Walk, Lin Yi... keep walking! Don't stop..."

But soon, the voice of the wicked choir mixed with the wind and rain drowned out his murmurs.

"I Avgr... uNnen av..." In Lin Yi's mouth, he subconsciously began to murmur these syllables. The light in his eyes began to fade, but immediately the golden flames rekindled in his eyes. He shook his head. "No... it can't be like this..."

"fanTome..."

"No..."

"Huff... huff..."

He dragged the Wei Liang version of the iron plow like an ox plowing the field, moving forward with difficulty, the light in his eyes flickering uncertainly. From his perspective, the whole world was shaking and on the verge of collapse.

"Uh... Ah—Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

Lin Yi felt his body becoming heavier and heavier, as if the whole world was pressing down on him along with Wei Liang, causing his spine to slowly bend until he finally knelt on the ground bit by bit. He felt his eyelids were also very heavy, but he still gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the ground, crawling towards the lamppost. When he could no longer crawl, he squirmed on the ground, not hesitating to close the distance with the lamppost by even the slightest bit.

Gradually, Lin Yi's mind also began to become unclear. He felt as if he was swimming in a sea, the cold seawater surrounding his body, making a "Splash—Splash—Splash—" sound, giving those who heard it a strange sense of peace...

Around him, countless ghostly shadows swam in the sea like swarms of tadpoles, shaking black afterimages that might or might not be tails, stirring up ripples in the seawater, surging one after another towards the location of the lamppost...

"Are these... Nightwalkers?"

"Strange... why aren't they attacking me?"

"So strange..."

Lin Yi's brain was muddled. He felt like he had become a member of the Nightwalkers, but he soon realized that it didn't seem to be the case...

The Nightwalkers were indeed around him, but none of them dared to approach him. They all hovered around him, like satellites orbiting a planet, and whenever he saw those Nightwalkers, they all fled in panic, as if afraid of being seen by him.

He was a little puzzled but still tried to look here and there. As a result, wherever he looked, it was as if a sharp blade swept out, and all the Nightwalkers avoided him as if they were afraid of not being able to avoid him.

"That's really strange. Isn't void lock-on their mechanism? Why... do they seem to be afraid of being targeted by me?" A large area of confusion couldn't help but surge in Lin Yi's eyes, which were as bright as golden suns.

But this was a good thing, at least... it could allow him to maintain temporary safety in this layer.

"Liangzi, can you still hold on? I can't fucking hold on anymore. If you have any trump cards, hurry up and call them out, at least... protect yourself first..." He roared lowly and touched the hand that Wei Liang had placed on his shoulder.

However, Wei Liang's hand was ice-cold, and there was no sound in response, just like when playing a game and losing connection.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth. He didn't actually expect Wei Liang to suddenly burst out at this time, with a god-sent opening, but only hoped that Wei Liang could have some strange skills to protect himself.

Because Lin Yi felt that his road was really coming to an end.

He was like a ship that encountered a storm before anchoring. Now he was being taken out of the harbor. Even if he tried his best to sail towards the harbor, he could only barely offset the impact of the wind and waves and let himself stay in place.

There was simply no way and no ability for him to approach the harbor at this time!

And once he exhausted his last strength, he would be swept away by this storm to an unknown place.

"Liangzi, ah Liangzi... if you can really hear me, hurry up and get some strange skills to protect yourself... while there's still time..." Lin Yi said with difficulty, then looked down at his watch.

21:26.

There were two lampposts left to the dormitory building. If Wei Liang really had some trump cards to let him cross this distance back to the dormitory, then it would be okay.

After all, when two people are in danger, it's definitely better to save one.

When speaking to Wei Liang, Lin Yi couldn't help but look at Wei Liang inadvertently. However, it was just such a half-turn of his head that made the corner of his eye see a dark thing behind him.

In order to see more clearly, he barely supported some of his body, then turned his head, and the next moment, what he saw created an extremely strong visual impact for him.

Wei Liang had been lying on his back the whole time, that's right, but—

But there was actually another person lying on Wei Liang's back?!