Rules-related weird stories: 4016

“The second type is the Wrathful Angel. They look like the little angels in Western murals, but they are more muscular and violent. Their main targets are sports students and those polluted individuals who, like sports students, have tempered their extraordinary power into their bones and flesh.”

“And there's a third type... The third type is the Aberrant Angel. Basically, any winged humanoid sculpture other than the Grinning Angel and the Wrathful Angel can be categorized as an 'Aberrant Angel'.”

“'Aberrant Angels' are the closest in nature to the 'Angel' type of creature. If you encounter them, the only way to survive is to find a security guard or go to the gymnasium.”

“Wait a minute, doesn't the rule say [Absolutely do not linger in the gymnasium area]?” Mao Feiyang raised a question.

Mu Daxian paused, then said, “First, the rules for art students are absolutely correct.”

“However, the reason for this rule is that art students lingering in the gymnasium area have a certain chance of attracting Wrathful Angels... That's one of the underlying logics behind this rule being written.”

Mao Feiyang asked doubtfully, “Then, running to the gymnasium when being chased by Aberrant Angels would mean being chased by Wrathful Angels again... Ah, I understand!”

Mao Feiyang clapped his hands, “Using the Wrathful Angels to devour the Aberrant Angels, letting them fight each other! A brilliant move, Brother Xian!”

Mu Daxian facepalmed speechlessly, “Brilliant your sister... ”

“If you're chased by Aberrant Angels, you're definitely going to die. If you're chased by Wrathful Angels, you're definitely going to die too. It's like, when you're already drowning in debt, you don't worry about owing more. Since you're doomed to die anyway, don't worry about so much.”

“And when you run to the gymnasium, you can shout for the gym teacher to save you.”

“This is a path to survival.”

“Compared to finding a security guard who might appear anywhere on campus, going to a clearly defined gymnasium is more effective.”

“Couldn't we have done that just now?” Mao Feiyang asked.

“We could have, but it wasn't necessary,” Mu Daxian waved his hand. “Just a few Grinning Angels, a piece of cake!”

Mao Feiyang couldn't help but glance, his cheap and annoying words blurting out, “Brother Xian, show off with the other hand if you're so capable…”

Mu Daxian: “…”

“To be honest, I've really regretted it so many times tonight, whether I should have risked my life to save you.” Mu Daxian gently stroked the drawing board, as if stroking the edge of a guillotine, thinking to himself, 'I just wanted to show off a little, but you ruined it before I could even unleash my aura.'

At times like this, all you need to do is look at me with admiration. Anything else is unnecessary.

“You kid… you better not leave the art building,” Mu Daxian sighed softly. “If you stay in the art building, you'll still have a skill. If you go out to the workplace with that mouth of yours, you'll be considered to not even lick the bowl clean enough when begging for food.”

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, almost instinctively wanting to spout some annoying words to retort, but fortunately, he held back this time.

So he shrank his neck, looking docile.

Seeing Mao Feiyang like this, Mu Daxian's tone couldn't help but soften a little, continuing the previous topic, “When we encountered the first Grinning Angel, I wanted to take you away in the elevator before it started attacking.”

“But there were four in the elevator, so I thought it might just be a coincidence, so I took you to find the second elevator.”

Mu Daxian glanced at Mao Feiyang, and seeing that Mao Feiyang was listening silently without saying any more annoying words, he continued to explain:

“But there were also four Grinning Angels in the second elevator. At that time, I knew that even if we went to other elevators, it would be useless and would only attract more Grinning Angels.”

“It's worth mentioning that the targets of those Grinning Angels in the second elevator changed from you to us.”

“That's when I formulated the subsequent plan.”

Mao Feiyang listened silently, and Lin Yi also listened silently. Currently, he had no other channels to obtain such information besides through Maozi.

He had also polluted the pseudo-person Ge Qing and the pseudo-person Nie Yun, and knew the underlying logic behind Mu Daxian's actions, but it was clear that using that method to deal with the angel statues was not enough, so Mu Daxian had subsequent operations.

Mu Daxian said, “If you just throw the student commemorative coin out, the effect would be minimal. Angel statues are different from pseudo-persons and ordinary sculptures. Their target is not the 'identity certificate' but extraordinary power.”

“Therefore, I must use enough extraordinary power to attract them.”

“The student commemorative coin has a special material and is a more perfect carrier of extraordinary power than the human body. Therefore, using them can absorb the extraordinary power in your blood.”

“But that's not enough, so I braved the rain and rushed out of the teaching building to find a newborn pseudo-person.”

“Newborn pseudo-persons will follow the guidance of 'another call' to extinguish the light of the street lamps, paving the way for the gray fog. Therefore, as long as they don't return to the classroom, they must be under the street lamps.”

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, “What if there isn't one under the street lamp?”

“If there isn't one, I'll take you and keep running and running until we run to the gymnasium for help.”

Mao Feiyang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a strange look on his face.

Seeing this, Mu Daxian's mouth crooked, and he said contemptuously, “You wouldn't think that I could pick up the drawing board and deform it in a frenzy, then transform into a demon-fighting warrior on the spot and fight the angel statue to the death, saving your dog's life from the fire, would you?”

“Uh…” Mao Feiyang twitched the corner of his eye slightly, ignoring Mu Daxian's added drama, and continued, “So you found that pseudo-person? Using cognitive pollution, you disguised it as us and let it bear the pursuit of the Grinning Angels on our behalf?”

“That's one thing.”

“One thing? Is the second thing related to you blasting the street lamp with your hand?” Mao Feiyang looked at Mu Daxian's left hand, which was half-destroyed, even more miserable than his own bleeding arm.

“That's right.” Mu Daxian said, “Because the Grinning Angels are not easy to fool. If I want us to escape unscathed, then there must be no loopholes, and we only have one chance. Once the student commemorative coin is lost, it's gone.”

“The first step is that the Grinning Angels appear to pursue Him, so we try to get close to Him to weaken His perception of us.”

“The second step is that we need a 'human unit' that looks similar to us to act as our substitute.”

“The third step is that this substitute must have enough extraordinary power in its body, and also have the 'aura' of you and me.”

“Combining the above three elements, I had you use your blood to pour on the student commemorative coin, allowing the student commemorative coin to absorb the extraordinary power in your body while acquiring your unique aura.”

“Then, find a unit that has just transformed from a trial student into a pseudo-person, and use the 'living human aura' that has not completely dissipated in its body to disguise it as us two living beings. At the same time, the pseudo-person has a natural desire and possessiveness for the identity certificate. By making good use of this point and guiding it slightly, you can pollute it into what I want.”

“The last step is to have enough extraordinary power in its body.”

“If you want to release a balloon, it's not enough to throw out an empty shell; you also need to inflate it.”

“The blood-soaked student commemorative coin can provide a portion of 'gas', but it's far from enough compared to what's in your body, so I risked getting a light bulb.”

“The light bulbs on the streetlights aren't actually light bulbs, but…” Mu Daxian paused deliberately, “Ahem, just think of them as a type of stone carrying transcendent power. Yeah, just think of them as stones, like fluorescent stones or luminous pearls.”

“After absorbing enough ‘light’ during the day, they can form a field similar to the security guards' domain at specific times, exerting a powerful deterrent effect on purebred Nightwalkers and similar entities.”

“That newborn pseudo-being kept absorbing the transcendent power of the streetlights, developing a certain degree of tolerance. So, I just plucked a streetlight directly and stuffed it into his belly.”

“In this way, that doppelganger is considered complete, but a pseudo-being in that state is better described as a ‘pseudo-being bomb,’ because it's like a lit firework, which will rapidly wither after its ultimate sublimation.”

“Therefore, we must take it to the edge of His domain immediately after the doppelganger is ready, using the light and heat released during its ultimate sublimation to attract the attention of the Grinning Angel, while covering our retreat and providing time support for me to overwrite the space.”

“That’s the entire underlying logic of my previous flashy move.”

“I can only say that every step seems simple but is actually not. Especially your part is even more important. I didn’t dare to tell you too much at the beginning because I was afraid that you would feel too much pressure after knowing and mess things up.”

After hearing this, Mao Feiyang's original confusion cleared up in an instant, but at the same time, he belatedly realized a problem: “Brother Xian, were the things you just talked about on the book cover, or… in the book?”

Hearing this, the corner of Mu Daxian's mouth twitched fiercely. He walked over and put his arm around Mao Feiyang's shoulder, speechless: “You can't be serious, buddy… You've even encountered the Grinning Angel, and you're still worrying about the book cover versus the book?”

Mao Feiyang: “…”

“If you really have to dwell on it, then I can only tell you that this part belongs to the ‘extracurricular teaching materials.’” Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's back, “Figure it out yourself.”

Mao Feiyang: “…”

Just then, Mu Daxian's face suddenly changed, and his whole person froze as if he were a statue.

“Brother Xian?” Mao Feiyang asked with concern.

“Shh—” Mu Daxian raised his hand to interrupt, then gently touched the wall, as if sensing something.

As if to confirm Mu Daxian's actions, a slight tremor quietly descended, like the pulse of the earth.

In this subtle vibration, the teaching building was like a sleeping giant being gently awakened, its skeleton began to make a low creaking sound. The plaster on the walls trembled slightly, and dust fell to the ground.

The dim corridor lights outside the dead end flickered, casting mottled shadows.

Mao Feiyang looked around, his face full of surprise and unease.

The drawing board and paint cans slid gently on the floor tiles, making a faint rubbing sound.

The entire teaching building seemed fragile yet resilient in this slight tremor, as if it were engaged in a contest with the earth.

“This…?! ” Mao Feiyang panicked, wanting to shout 'Earthquake! Run!', but seeing Mu Daxian's solemn expression, he could only grit his teeth and stay where he was.

Soon, a heavy sound suddenly rang out from outside the dead end—

「咚！！！」

At the same time, Mao Feiyang felt the teaching building under his feet shake violently, as if the Titanic had hit an iceberg.

“Damn, what, what, what, what, what… what's going on?” Mao Feiyang couldn't stand still for a moment, knocked over the drawing board, and then staggered against the wall, barely managing to stabilize himself.

Mu Daxian was much better than Mao Feiyang. At the first moment of stabilizing his body, he released the palm that was touching the wall, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face: “The security guards must have entered the battlefield!!”

But he immediately frowned again: “No, it seems like it's not just the security guards… there are other ‘individuals’! What exactly is it? What exactly is going on…”

“Did the security guards come to attack the Grinning Angel?” Mao Feiyang asked.

“Don't worry, don't worry! It's not that simple!” Mu Daxian kept saying not to worry, but in reality, he seemed very anxious. He now looked like an astronomer who had observed a comet, with a restless sense of urgency, as if he wanted to verify something.

“With such a commotion, I estimate that more than one security guard has come… Security guards can deal with the angel statue, but it's not enough to drive Him away!”

“What's going on… what exactly is going on…”

Mao Feiyang said in shock: “What exactly is happening outside?!”

Mu Daxian pondered: “No, I have to go and see! I must go and see!”

As he spoke, he picked up the drawing board, and a kind of pilgrimage-like fanaticism appeared in his eyes: “Something incredible must have appeared!”

Mao Feiyang felt that Mu Daxian's state was very wrong, and quickly grabbed him: “Brother Xian, what's going on, Brother Xian, don't be impulsive, the angel statue is still outside!”

Mu Daxian shook off Mao Feiyang's hand and said with incomparable seriousness: “After the ‘General’ enters the battlefield, the ‘Soldiers’ will not focus their attention on units that are also ‘Soldiers’. I'll take advantage of the darkness to go out and take a look… just one look!”

“This kind of scene is once in a lifetime, I would be unwilling to die if I didn't see it with my own eyes. You wait here, don't come out no matter what.”

“If I don't come back tonight, you go to the convenience store alone tomorrow, take three student commemorative coins and run, don't go back to the teaching building anymore, go to the dormitory building, use the route in the dormitory building to return to the art building, and then tell the art teacher that I was ‘purified’.”

Mu Daxian spoke extremely quickly, as if he were giving his last words, making Mao Feiyang's eyelids twitch wildly.

But Mu Daxian didn't give Mao Feiyang any more chances to persuade him: “Little Mao, you don't understand, all individuals are chasing the light, it's just that most of the time we are more rational than the angel statue… But it's different now, that thing… if I can go and see it with my own eyes, it would be worth it even if I really died.”

“Don't worry, I'll probably be back.”

After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he walked towards the dead end. After taking two steps, he suddenly thought of something, and took the drawing board off his body and threw it to Mao Feiyang.

“This thing is useless if you take it. If I die, it's yours.”

“Wait for my good news.”

Mu Daxian turned and left. At the moment he left the dead end, both Lin Yi and Mao Feiyang seemed to hear some kind of murmur from him, like chanting, or like whispering:

「Engler Gr mOt lySet og gr ikkE p Avveie」.