Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Just now... did Lao Mo grab that thing from in front of him and stomp it under his feet?!

More than being targeted and ambushed by the Grinning Angel the moment he landed, Lin Yi was even more shocked that the Grinning Angel didn't have a physical form? How could it be trampled under Lao Mo's feet like that?!

"This...? What exactly is going on?!"

Lao Mo's words floated up in his mind:

“Grinning Angels are a phenomenon of contaminated layers permeating... their entities and the level you see are out of sync, so they look like ghosts.”

“Just drag them out of that layer, but that requires a deep level of contamination, otherwise it will backfire...”

“Those who have the ability to fight back no longer need to follow the rules...”

《Those who have the ability to fight back》

《Just drag them out of that layer》

But Lin Yi couldn't help but focus on Lao Mo's hand, a layer of golden aura floating on his palm, it seemed that was the prerequisite needed to drag the Grinning Angel out of its layer?

He also thought of the Grinning Angel that materialized after being illuminated by the old kerosene lamp...

"Could it be that the golden aura has a certain restraining effect on the Grinning Angel?"

"But doesn't the Grinning Angel itself also have a golden aura?"

"What's going on here?"

And all around him, he also noticed some strange noises, "rustling, rustling," like something was creeping around furtively.

He immediately noticed that a large number of purebred Nightlings were hiding below the edge of the watchtower, and those furtive sounds were coming from them.

Just like the purebred Nightlings in the teaching building wanted to get close to the Grinning Angel but were afraid to, these purebred Nightlings seemed to have an innate, instinctive, inferior sense of inferiority in front of the angel statue, daring only to watch the Grinning Angel from afar and not daring to get too close—even if the Grinning Angel was being trampled by Lao Mo.

Before he could see more, a "tearing" sound, along with a shrill roar, suddenly attracted Lin Yi's attention.

He saw Lao Mo tearing off the Grinning Angel's wings, and a blood-like mist of mixed gold, gray, and green colors sprayed directly from the broken roots of the Grinning Angel's wings, splattering all over Lao Mo.

Some of the other mist was swept away by the storm and scattered everywhere, and those purebred Nightlings hiding in the darkness and corners of the watchtower cheered like they had been blessed with timely rain, rushing towards the direction the mist was drifting at all costs, even if it meant jumping off the edge of the watchtower.

Some fell into the ocean as soon as they touched the mist because they jumped into the air, and were swept away by the raging sea.

Even more terrifying was that, just because it was stained with a little residue from the angel statue, the moment it fell into the ocean, countless purebred Nightlings swarmed over, directly dividing it up as if they were fighting for food.

The other purebred Nightlings were no exception, any who snatched the transcendent power from the angel statue's body but didn't have time to digest it themselves would be plundered by the other purebred Nightlings.

These purebred Nightlings didn't even seem to have the most basic instincts of their species.

And the pair of wings in Lao Mo's hand began to undergo another kind of bizarre distortion, each feather wriggling, as if becoming shriveled or turning into something else, but no matter how they changed, they eventually changed vaguely in one direction—eyeballs.

Lin Yi immediately thought of the Wrathful Angel's transformation during the "Feast," the wings of the angel statue did turn into large eyeballs.

The wingless Grinning Angel was still struggling on the ground, uttering some obscure and incomprehensible roars, not knowing what it was saying.

Lao Mo dragged its translucent body and slowly walked to Lin Yi's side, then, taking advantage of its last breath, threw it to the side.

That crippled Grinning Angel, clearly still panting weakly on the ground, immediately had its pair of somewhat gray golden eyes rekindle with light when it saw Lin Yi.

Its mouth wriggled and roared, its eyes revealing a strong greed and desire, as if it would bite off a piece of Lin Yi's flesh even if it cost it its life.

Lao Mo frowned and reached out to grab its nape.

Lin Yi noticed that the nape of this Grinning Angel was illusory, that is, in a blurred, untouchable state, but Lao Mo still grabbed it.

"Huh?" Lin Yi was slightly stunned, and then quickly realized that the reason Lao Mo could do this was because his hand was covered with a layer of golden aura.

Just like reaching out to touch the large plaster body in the matrix, Lao Mo was now using a similar method to capture the Grinning Angel's "body."

The next moment, Lao Mo exerted force and twisted the Grinning Angel's neck, turning its face to the side where it couldn't see Lin Yi.

After doing this, Lao Mo used the Grinning Angel, which still had a breath left, as a stool and sat down on it, then took off the backpack behind him.

"Lao Mo... Huff, huff..." Lin Yi gasped weakly, "Are we... Huff, huff... Aren't we going directly into the art building... Huff, huff...?"

Lao Mo said, "The art building has already been shrouded by the 'Night Watcher's' domain, it's not worth it to force our way in, besides... I happen to have something to tell you, and you need to recover a bit, don't you?"

"Take out the stuff in the package and eat it... Although this kind of supply is far less effective for you than directly devouring transcendent power, you are, after all, 'human,' and hunger still needs to be supplemented with some material means."

"If you devour too much transcendent power, you will gradually forget that you are still a person."

As Lao Mo spoke, he also took off the backpack behind him and opened the zipper in front of Lin Yi...

"Swish—"

After the zipper was opened, the things inside stunned Lin Yi.

"To... Tomatoes...?"

Lao Mo's bag actually contained a whole bag of tomatoes!

Lao Mo had anticipated Lin Yi's shock, he twisted his wrist and took one out, handing it to Lin Yi: "Here... tomatoes are more effective than those snacks, that bunch of green skins were reluctant to give them to me at all, I spent a lot of effort reasoning with them before I got them to see reason."

Lin Yi looked at the tomato in Lao Mo's hand, hesitant to take it.

Lin Yi didn't move, but the purebred Nightlings around him smelled the scent and came over again.

The edge of the watchtower was connected to a stone bridge, the other end of the stone bridge was the art building, and at this time, the purebred Nightlings on the back side of the stone bridge became restless, each one as if stimulated, wriggling from the back of the stone bridge to the side, emerging from the side of the stone bridge in the rain mixed with thick fog, and then began to crawl towards Lao Mo...

As soon as they reached the ground, the "rustling" sounds transformed into "shushushu" sounds.

"Shushushu… shushushu…"

This familiar sound seemed to be imprinted on Lin Yi's soul. Wasn't this the sound of stones rubbing against each other, echoing from the mist around him when he walked through the campus at night?

But now, these things weren't just behind him. They were crawling up from under the stone bridge and the watchtower, spreading slowly like a tide.

Although the mist was quite thick here, Lin Yi could still clearly see the twisted, crawling figures of the purebred Night Kind, beings that were both human and inhuman.

"Don't bother with them," Old Mo said. "These things originate from the sea and can't be killed off completely. Playing with them is a waste of energy."

"Coincidentally, a blind Grinning Angel came to attack you and got caught by me. And this…" He raised a long string of large eyeballs that had been transformed from the Grinning Angel's wings. "Do you know what this is?"

"Isn't this… the Grinning Angel's wings?" Lin Yi quickly recovered his strength and was no longer panting. "How did they turn into eyes?"

He had a bit of trypophobia and felt somewhat uncomfortable looking at the string of large eyeballs.

Old Mo smiled. "You wouldn't know this, but this thing is like a light bulb in a street lamp. Every time we catch a Grinning Angel, it makes us happy for a long time."

"This thing isn't common on campus. It only appears during the Gray Mist Invasion, and only then do we have the chance to 'harvest' it."

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"Uh… isn't 'harvesting' a term used for cooking?"

Old Mo gestured at his attire. "Aren't I a chef who cooks?"

Lin Yi was speechless. "If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten you were a 'chef'."

He couldn't say it, but what kind of chef used angel statues as ingredients…

Old Mo said, "Although these things haven't been processed, their effect is no worse than a street lamp. Just put this string here, and the illuminated area is a safe place."

Lin Yi opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Old Mo inserted the two strings of large eyeballs into the Grinning Angel's translucent body like planting trees. The two strings of large eyeballs began to absorb extraordinary power from the Grinning Angel's body, like charging, constantly storing it into each large eyeball. The originally somewhat shriveled large eyeballs began to swell and fill up rapidly.

Old Mo held a tomato in his hand and played with it. After a pause, he looked at Lin Yi. "Do you know what a tomato is?"

"A tomato is… a heart, right?" Lin Yi pursed his lips, reached into his bag, pulled out a bottle of water and a piece of bread, tore open the packaging, and began to gobble it down.

Seeing Lin Yi's hesitation, Old Mo smiled and didn't force him to eat. Instead, he said, "A tomato is the heart of a Corrupted… but there are different types."

"Some are human hearts, that's right. After all, those Green Skins like that… but some tomatoes aren't human, but from other Corrupted, like Pseudo-Humans, or Green Skins…"

"If you have the chance to smash an angel statue in the future, you'll find that the tomatoes formed from their 'hearts' are of higher quality and taste even better."

Lin Yi: "…"

Old Mo said, "So, if you only recognize tomatoes as 'human hearts,' then your perspective is too narrow. For those things that were never 'human' from the beginning, their hearts were never flesh and blood, but a solidified extraordinary power."

"To put it simply, a tomato is a type of 'energy,' an energy with a decent lower limit but a very high upper limit…"

"For ordinary Apprentices, eating tomatoes, even the 'human heart tomatoes' given by the Green Skins, will cause great corruption. But for people like you and me, the extraordinary power contained in the tomato, although complex, is no longer a big deal. The wave of aura you devoured just now contained green extraordinary power that was comparable to this tomato…"

"Take it. Drinking plain soup is drinking, and drinking clear soup hot pot is also drinking. It's better to have a little taste in your mouth than chewing wax."

Old Mo threw the tomato in his hand over.

Lin Yi caught the tomato in his backhand. Some rules related to eating tomatoes immediately popped up in his mind.

The 'Art Student Rules' state:

[In necessary situations, you may eat foods containing tomato elements.]

[If you show a desire for tomato-like foods under special circumstances, do not panic. This is normal for art students.]

The 'Sports Student Rules' state:

[You can eat any food containing blue or green aura, such as tomatoes or foods containing tomato elements. They cannot cause effective corruption to you.]

[But if you find yourself showing a strong gluttony for this type of food, please inform the sports teacher as soon as you return to the gymnasium and follow the sports teacher's arrangements.]

In other words, for deeply Corrupted individuals, eating tomatoes is indeed not a taboo. Old Mo's explanation also explained why the rules mentioned "showing a desire for this type of food." This is because eating tomatoes is addictive, or rather, absorbing complex extraordinary power is addictive.

That is a sign of accelerated corruption and the beginning of loss of control. Naturally, such things must be reported to the teacher.

Lin Yi played with the tomato for a moment, then opened his mouth and took a bite.

As soon as the tomato entered his mouth, the fresh juice squirted directly into his mouth. He subconsciously felt nauseous, and a bloody smell echoed in his mouth.

Seeing the change in Lin Yi's expression, Old Mo said speechlessly, "Don't be preconceived about everything. When eating this kind of thing, the 'cognition' in your subconscious will guide your taste buds. Just treat them as normal tomatoes and don't think too much."

"Don't think too much."

Lin Yi never expected to hear such words in this situation.

When he didn't know anything, homeroom teacher -039 and Xu Shunkang would say "Don't think too much." Now that he knows almost everything, the experienced Old Mo is also telling him "Don't think too much."

The gold content of the four words "Don't think too much" is still soaring.

Lin Yi then corrected his thinking, and indeed felt that the tomato tasted much crisper…

As soon as he thought that these tomatoes were obtained by Old Mo from the green-aproned chef, Lin Yi couldn't help but have an idea: "Old Mo, the 'reasoning' you have with the Green Hats must be very big, right?"