His words turned into cautions; does this mean he has undergone some kind of change that he himself isn't aware of?

But... is this merely a coincidence?

Or... an inevitability?

Or perhaps, because he has recently been in contact with too much transcendence, everything looks transcendent to him?

It's like when one looks at the clouds in the sky too much, unconsciously associating them with animals.

Did he just feel like it, and then his cognition automatically matched?

He's not sure.

So, he settles down again, flipping through the pages with a "swish swish swish" sound.

Gradually, he seems to enter that bizarre state again; he sees floating words, noticing the secret mark-like cautions.

In a trance, he begins to hear some other sounds.

Among the "swish swish swish" sounds, like the sound of waves or the sound of flipping pages, he seems to hear the clinking sound of chains...

He hears some distant songs...

['Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... Where will you go...']

['Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... Where can you go...']

This is the song of the broken sculptures; it doesn't shock him as much as the first time he heard it. He lifts his head, accustomed now, and looks at the ceiling.

As soon as he looks up, he almost bumps into a somewhat eerie face of a broken sculpture.

The broken sculpture, with half a face, emits a hoarse song:

['Come back, come back...']

['I await you in the desolate lands...']

['You know my body and name...']

['You know my authority and power...']

Suddenly, the entire classroom ceiling is full of broken sculptures, and all the broken sculptures sing this song:

['Lin Yi... oh Lin Yi...']

['Destiny is like a loop formed by a tail-biting snake, winding back to the starting point...']

['Lin Yi... oh Lin Yi...']

['When the black moon withers...']

['Sing my name loud...']

['Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi...']

In Lin Yi's chest, as though voices begin to throb; his heart seems to start beating, his blood seems to start boiling, his body seems to produce some rhythm and beat along with this sound...

However, while his body reacts as such, his mind remains fiercely clear.

These things can't influence him.

He turns his gaze away from the broken sculpture, and the song quickly dims until it disappears completely.

The broken sculpture quickly fades from his sight.

"Indeed, these things can no longer affect me."

Such a thought arises in Lin Yi's mind.

Yet, when everything returns to calm, Lin Yi realizes one terrifying fact—he hadn't actually looked up just now!

He looks at the memo, notices the cautions' secret mark, and sees the broken sculpture.

He raised his head in his "cognition," but in reality, he hadn't raised his head—his "cognition" had been influenced during that moment of trance!

The broken sculptures indeed couldn't affect him, yet through another subtle detail, they brought about a sort of "ignorance!"

Upon realizing this, a fine sweat emerges unbidden on Lin Yi's back.

Invisible terror is the true terror.

Compared to a layer falling, what might be more terrifying for Lin Yi is an "overwrite" in a detail!

A butterfly-effect-like cognition overwrite!

After the overwrite, causing him to continue progressing within his butterfly effect until arriving at an irreversible endpoint, or perhaps more terrifying, wandering aimlessly until ultimately stepping into the final end.

Lin Yi's emotions continue to surge, unable to calm for a long time.

He begins to realize that as he continuously adapts, the real terror comes from the silent infiltration and will no longer strike his cognition with fanfare.

He hesitates for a long time, and then picks up the pen, flipping the memo to the newest page.

This page is very crumpled, like a dried leaf.

Without hesitation, Lin Yi casually writes down five words: "Ha ha ha ha ha."

He's not intending to record any more information, merely wants to see whether random scribbling would also turn into secret mark-like cautions.

"Clap!"

After writing five "Ha" characters, he closes the memo heavily, then leans back, surrendering all his body's weight to the chair back, and looks up at the ceiling.

"Hoo—"

He exhales a long breath.

There's nothing on the ceiling besides the incandescent light, yet the light always seems to sway inadvertently, like ripples, with the visage of broken sculptures floating in a trance.

He withdraws his gaze, glancing at his watch again.

9:23.

Unconsciously, it's almost noon again, another hour and he can head to the cafeteria to confront the chef in the green apron.

Time is such a subtle thing; when he's busy exploring the campus, a minute seems stretchable to two, whereas now, it feels time slips away quickly, as if an invisible hand is pressing the "skip" key.

Just then, the classroom door is opened.

Lin Yi promptly looks over.

The person opening the door is surprisingly Xu Shunkang.

Lin Yi is overjoyed and quickly looks behind Xu Shunkang; however, even after the nine sports students following him enter the classroom, Lin Yi doesn't spot Li Huiyuan.

He instantly feels something uneasy, quickly leaving his seat and heading towards Xu Shunkang and the others.

At the moment, Xu Shunkang, after having the sports students sign in, is left by Class Teacher-040 to talk by the podium. Seeing Lin Yi come over, Xu Shunkang halts mid-sentence, then looks towards Lin Yi, eyes tinged with a hint of wariness.

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