Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Rounding a giant oak tree, Mao Feiyang came to a wooden post and focused his eyes. He saw road signs nailed to the post, quite conspicuously:

“Gallery ←”

“Art Classroom →”

“Sculpture Classroom →”

“Observation Deck ←”

Among them, there were several signs for the Art Classroom and the Observation Deck, but some were marked with a red "×" symbol. Along with these, some damaged road signs indicating other locations, such as "Altar" and "Stargazing Platform," were also marked with the "×" symbol.

Mao Feiyang found a corridor that could be considered "well-lit" and plunged straight in.

"Rustle, rustle..."

"Rustle, rustle..."

Mao Feiyang kept catching these rustling sounds, but he didn't dare to look around. He could only follow the signs and keep moving forward, hoping to see the door of a classroom ahead.

But Lin Yi was much bolder.

Having experienced getting his shoes wet by the river and being forced ashore one day, and after being baptized by Tian Bufan and enduring an hour of reciting and understanding the Art Department's rules, he had already accepted the abnormality of the art building on a cognitive level.

At least, these sculptures and such could no longer make him feel the soul-deep fear he once had.

Of course, the inner resistance, discomfort, and the instinctive shivers were unavoidable, especially when they came unexpectedly. Even the best mental preparation was useless.

It was like riding a drop tower or a pirate ship at an amusement park; the body's instinct would still produce a resistance to the feeling of weightlessness.

Since there were no ground-stretching or layer-falling situations in the corridor, Lin Yi silently recorded the distance Mao Feiyang moved. After advancing about 120 to 130 meters in the corridor, Mao Feiyang finally found a door marked "Art Classroom - IV."

【When entering or exiting the art classroom, simply confirm that the doorplate is marked as "Art Classroom"; there is no need to pay attention to the classroom number.】

Mao Feiyang confirmed it briefly and then reached out to put his hand on the doorknob.

The moment he grabbed the doorknob, the corridor, which had only been filled with the rustling sound of moving sculptures, suddenly echoed with the sound of howling wind.

"Hulululu—"

The sea breeze swept everything in the quiet corridor, cutting across the stone walls of the castle like a sharp blade, surging towards Mao Feiyang's location.

Without hesitation, Mao Feiyang opened the door to the art classroom and entered before the sea breeze arrived.

Lin Yi's vision followed quickly, but he took advantage of the last moment to look in the direction of the howling sea breeze.

There, he seemed to hear a familiar yet strange sound of footsteps, a sound that seemed very much like the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

"High heels...? !"

Lin Yi's eyes twitched slightly.

"Is it the homeroom teacher?"

"No... the homeroom teacher should still be in the teaching building fighting against non-human entities at this time, so could that be...?"

A guess popped into Lin Yi's mind, and as if to confirm his guess, the moment Mao Feiyang closed the door, his gaze glanced in the direction where the sound of high heels was coming from. In the dim corridor, a group of people were walking towards him on the sea breeze…

The person at the head was none other than the eerie female teacher who had appeared in the thick fog yesterday evening.

Behind the female teacher were some people dressed like student cadres.

The door to the art classroom closed, and Lin Yi's gaze at them was cut off.

But just as the door closed, a strange feeling traveled along the doorknob, through the door panel, to Mao Feiyang's palm, which was keenly captured by Lin Yi.

It was as if the doorknob had been pressed down on that trend just before it returned to its original position.

Immediately afterward, the doorknob was pressed down from outside the door…

"Click!"

This cold, mechanical sound was like pressing on Lin Yi's heart, causing his breathing to stagnate for a moment.

Mao Feiyang's spine turned cold, and the sense of crisis surging from his subconscious made him quickly move away from the door and search for the nearest candlestick.

He succeeded.

Almost every corner of the art classroom was shrouded in candlelight, so he easily found a location.

After sitting down, he buried himself deep in the chair, wishing he could embed himself in it. At the same time, driven by uncontrollable curiosity and fear, his gaze looked towards the original location of the door.

Lin Yi suddenly understood Mao Feiyang's behavior.

Just like those people in old Hong Kong movies who were chased by zombies, even though they seemed to have escaped the zombies' pursuit, they still had to look back in the original direction. In fact, they were very afraid, but precisely because of this, they wanted to see if the zombies really hadn't chased after them…

Sure enough, after the doorknob was pressed down, the eerie female teacher did not push open the classroom door for a long time, not knowing what she was waiting for.

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched fiercely.

He guessed something—

"Could she be waiting for someone to 'invite' her in?"

He thought of those rules about "invitation" in the dormitory rules. Although it wasn't written in the student rules, perhaps it had a similar underlying logic!

So, as long as they weren't invited in, they couldn't come in?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"They've been waiting outside for so long, could it be that they've been waiting for such an opportunity?"

"They've been here for a long time, right? More than a day… No! Actually, it hasn't been that long!"

Lin Yi suddenly realized that if he used the time in the dream as a reference, it should still be May 7, X023, a little after 4 o'clock, and not the early morning of May 8 when he was dreaming.

This group of female teachers should have arrived here after luring those people away at the school gate.

"Did they arrive early and wait for someone to open the door? Or did they just arrive and happen to meet Maozi?"

Lin Yi was more inclined towards the first situation.

"However… through what route did they come to the art building?"

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the route mentioned in the Art Department's rules was not the only route between the campus and the art building.

Just as Tian Bufan said, perhaps there were more unknown routes hidden, except that those routes had more stringent conditions for the people walking on them.

"Or, just like the dormitory manager can bring Maozi to the art building, those eerie art teachers can also bring people to the art building… But if they take that route, can those people become art students?"

Lin Yi's intuition told him that even if those people arrived at the art building, their identities would not be the same as Mao Feiyang's "art student" identity.

At least, Mao Feiyang, so far, was not much different from a trainee. If you didn't look at the identity credentials, it would be difficult to distinguish them.

Lin Yi slowly put down his guess and then focused his attention on the overall environment of the art classroom.

The size of this art classroom was far larger than the lecture halls in the teaching building. Both the overall architectural environment and the design elements exuded a cult and abstract style of demon worship.

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The interior design of the classroom was very similar to an ancient Greek opera house. The teacher's podium resembled a huge semicircular "stage." Behind the "stage" was an arched decorative wall, with murals carved into it. Between the murals were countless strange graphic symbols, as if displaying some kind of ancient mythology and secrets.

The students' seating positions were equivalent to the audience seats in an opera house.

These seats were located in the semicircular area in front of the stage, composed of a series of seats arranged like fish scales. In ancient times, these seats were usually divided into different levels. Feudal lords could easily determine the audience's position based on their social status, but there was obviously not so much scheming design in the art classroom.

However, Lin Yi always felt that this art classroom might have been transformed from an opera house…

The stone walls around the art classroom were dotted with doors, one of which was the door that Mao Feiyang pushed open and walked in through.

From this, it could be seen that there might only be one or a small number of art classrooms in this art building, and the doors in those corridors marked "Art Classroom" all led to the art classroom.

That's why the rules said that you only need to confirm that the sign says "Art Classroom," and don't need to worry about the number behind it.

Lin Yi also noticed that on the side of the central stage in the art classroom, there was also a passage leading to the observation deck.

This observation deck was not the same as the one in the art office, but the kind mentioned in the art rules, a platform for art students to sketch.

If Lin Yi guessed correctly, around 13:00 "today," Mao Feiyang would go to the observation deck to sketch, and then, at the same time, he would have a magical eye contact with himself returning from lunch in the cafeteria, crossing the layers.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity and anticipation, but he was also worried that he wouldn't be able to dream for so long…

"I wonder how long this dream will last…?" He felt like he had been dreaming for a long time, and didn't know when he would wake up.

However, the magical and immeasurable nature of dreams may distort one's perception of "time" and certain "senses." Therefore, even though this dream has been going on for so long, it's hard to say how much time has passed in reality.

He also found that almost half of the seats in this art classroom were occupied. Judging from the number, there might be a few thousand people, which was equivalent to the students in an entire teaching building.

Some of these students were reading books, while others were observing the statues and murals on the central stage of the classroom, as if they were being influenced by the artistic atmosphere, with different expressions.

At this time, there was not much fragmented moonlight left, and the dawn of sunrise was about to arrive in the distant horizon…

The last trace of cold moonlight in the night crossed the glass-like dome and sprinkled onto the central stage. White powder particles drifted in the air like dust, and then… fell on the art students like snowflakes,融入 了 They integrated into their bodies.

When Lin Yi saw this scene, he was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized that these white powder particles were the pollutants that Mao Feiyang had been constantly absorbing from the air after being contaminated by the green bib chef, and then spreading to the few of them like a diversion?

"Pollutants… are everywhere in this art building!!!"

"I can now clearly see these pollutants?"

"Wait, am I really 'seeing' them?"

He closed his eyes, and then found that after closing his eyes, the field of vision was pitch black, but those white powder particles that were flying and drifting in the air were still as clear as fireflies at night.

"This is…?"

The Art Student Code says: [Perception is a magical artistic talent, and you will gradually master the ability to use this art to distinguish between "goodwill" and "malice."]

"Could this be the so-called 'perception'?"

"Judging from the rules, this seems to be a characteristic of art students… but perhaps this is not only a characteristic of art students, but something that can be gradually observed based on individual inspiration and the degree of pollution."

"I can sense it now, is it because of Mao Zi's 'light,' or because of my so-called high inspiration, or am I also polluted?"

"Or… do all of the above factors exist?"

This perception is still very weak now, like a beginner swimmer who can only feel a little bit, but this thing is like a vast field, once you step into it, you will be attracted by this field.

Just like the magnetic field theory said by sports students, Mao Feiyang has obviously stepped into the field belonging to the identity of "art student," and now, he suspects that he has also stepped into this magnetic field…

And from the point of time, he was contaminated when Mao Feiyang looked back at the green bib chef. In the following time, he was receiving the pollutants diverted from Mao Feiyang's side, while he was constantly absorbing pollutants himself, so he unknowingly produced so many hallucinations in the teaching building.

Especially when he heard a siren-like song when the teaching building was foggy…

This kind of sound crossed the layers, and to a certain extent, it even belonged to the pollution from Mao Feiyang.

But he didn't know, and because he didn't know, he subconsciously produced a suspicion of the surrounding environment, and even had the problem of falling into the layer in a very short time.

In the whole process, he didn't know how many white powdery particles of pollutants he absorbed!

And this time… what was Mao Feiyang doing at this point in time while constantly absorbing pollutants?

It seems… that he was reviewing the killing logic of non-human classmates? Then, after eliminating the other party's attention, he was killed by that guy once?

Lin Yi still remembered that the non-human classmate specifically rushed over to test him after he eliminated his attention. Now it seems that there are still some tricks in it.

"Could it be… those non-human things, locked on me not only because I saw them, but also because there is something on me that attracts them?"

I was sprayed miserably when I wrote about Lin Yi deducing the killing logic and came to a conclusion of 1+1 = 2. In the next chapter, the underlying logic of the closed-loop classmate's killing mechanism… I finally laid the groundwork for thousands of miles and endured all the scolding and pressure… Wuwuwu, it's not easy for me…