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Chapter 583 Fishing
“I saw what looked like human-shaped marks on his body, so I tried to pick his tomatoes.”

“If he can be transformed back, he can live; if he cannot be transformed back, he will die.”

Lin Yi nodded slightly. The fate of the chef in the green apron seemed to be "life" or "death," but in reality, the so-called "life" and "death" were also very relative concepts.

Living as a "blue bib chef" and living as a "green bib chef" are fundamentally different.

But "death," whether one dies as a "blue bib chef" or a "green bib chef," is the same.

Therefore, in Wei Shan's view, such an operation, to a certain extent, is equivalent to giving the "blue bib chef" who remains in the body of the green bib chef a chance for redemption.

Give him a glimmer of hope.

Rather than die as a chef in a green bib, try to come back to life.

Of course, Wei Shan didn't know what the chef in the green bib was thinking before he was transformed, so he could only offer some help from a human perspective.

If the chef truly enjoys the feeling of being a green-bib chef, then... he can still send it away.

For Lin Yi and the others at this point, these are minor issues.

But this kind of redemption only applies to the blue bib chefs who have only recently been converted into green bib chefs.

As time goes by, they will sink into depravity like the grotesque angels, their old kerosene lamps turning into hourglasses, ultimately losing all chance of redemption.

Lin Yi ate his meal with his head covered, but his senses remained firmly locked onto the units that had harbored strong malice towards him. Some of these units had decent tomatoes; if he could lure them over and harvest them, it would be quite profitable…

"Wait, uh, wait..."

Why did I subconsciously have such a 'horrifying' thought?

Lin Yi was frightened by his own thoughts... He felt that such thoughts were not something a "good" person would have.

But to be honest... the thought of pulling the tomatoes out of their breasts gave him an irrepressible excitement, to the point that a strange smile crept onto his lips while he ate...

"Old Lin, you can laugh all you want, but can you control yourself a little? I feel like you're going to knock the table over." Wei Liang, who was eating, nudged Lin Yi with some dissatisfaction.

Lin Yi raised his face, which was covered in a sly smile, and then seemed to realize that something was wrong. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed his face, softening the stiff muscles and restoring his expression to normal.

"Nothing... I just thought of some exciting things..." Lin Yi said.

But Wei Shan's smile became even more ferocious and bloodthirsty: "Old Lin, I've also thought of some very interesting things!"

"You two... can you be normal for once?" Wei Liang said, somewhat exasperated. "If you keep laughing like that, I feel like I need to get away from you two."

"Hehehe... I understand, I understand." Lin Yi scratched the back of his head, his smile long since faded, but he was still subconsciously planning to harvest the tomatoes.

And so, the three of them quietly finished their meal and then carried their respective plates to the dish return area.

At the same time, Lin Yi began to focus his attention on the location of the No. 10 food purchase window, which was somewhat difficult to see.

After he put his plate in the tray return area, he stood there with Wei Shan, quite tacitly, instead of fleeing the student cafeteria as usual.

Seeing this, Wei Liang sensed something was wrong and his lips twitched violently: "What kind of wicked idea are you two plotting now?"

Lin Yi didn't answer Wei Liang's question. Instead, he exchanged a glance with Wei Shan, a cruel glint in his eyes: "Wei Shan, you said... the green-bib chef tracking students must be some kind of mechanism, right?"

Wei Shan chuckled softly, "That's what I think too."

"Hiss...you two...?" Wei Liang's scalp tingled. "I'll go get some water first and wait for you by the notice board."

"Okay." Lin Yi nodded without hesitation.

Wei Liang immediately shrank back and fled in panic, lifting the plastic curtain as he walked out of the student cafeteria.

Lin Yi and Wei Shan stayed at the dish return area, waiting for the chef in the green apron to come out and chase after them.

Lin Yi glanced down at his watch.

12: 19.

After waiting for about 15 seconds, a light, clanging sound finally came from the food purchase window number 10.

"Phew—" For some reason, when such a sound came, Lin Yi and Wei Shan both breathed a sigh of relief.

The contrast between his past fear of the Green Bib Chef and his current desire for him to hunt him down is so extreme that it carries a strong and absurd feeling.

Finally, Lin Yi's senses began to detect the changes at the No. 10 food purchase window. Within the blurry boundary of his senses, a doorway resembling a clay sculpture gradually appeared. The traces of modern architecture on that window had completely disappeared, replaced by a feeling like rubber softened by high temperatures.

The explosion caused by Kuai Hongji seems to have had a huge impact on the No. 10 food window, to the point that the window itself has lost its original appearance.

However, Lin Yi did not see the chef in the green bib at the No. 10 food window. Instead, he saw huge, twisted, root-like tentacles extending out of the window!
"Those are... the roots of the burial body?!" A strong look of surprise flashed in Lin Yi's eyes. "Could they be the roots of the burial body that used to hunt us down? No way..."

"No, Lao Lin, look closely! There's a change at the end of the roots!" A dazzling golden flame appeared in Wei Shan's eyes, and his body was faintly surrounded by the aura of a sky-blue sports student.

Lin Yi also looked over, and then saw that the ends of the tendrils began to wriggle continuously, and the network of tendrils, like muscle fibers, wove out a human-shaped outline at an extremely fast speed.

Then, the humanoid silhouette fell down like a ginseng fruit, and through continuous writhing and shaping, it transformed into the shape of a chef in a green apron.

The next moment, one chef in a green apron locked onto Lin Yi, while the other chef in a green apron locked onto Wei Shan. The two chefs in green aprons moved constantly in the shadows, like two nimble fish or two dark sea serpents.

"They're here!" Lin Yi was overjoyed and stood still.

"Fufufu..." Wei Shan slightly bent over, his smile both innocent and full of murderous intent.

Soon, the chef in the green apron arrived in front of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi reacted swiftly, reaching out and grabbing the chef in the green apron, stopping him abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi threw the chef in the green apron to the ground with a back throw.

However, the struggling chef in the green apron was as difficult to hold down as an eel.

Just then, Wei Shan grabbed his chef in the green apron and said, "Old Lin, truly bizarre creatures don't feel pain!"

"Hmm? Why does this line feel strangely familiar?" Lin Yi paused for a moment, as if he saw the shadow of a certain Light Saw Man in Wei Shan.

As he spoke, Wei Shan pinned the chef in the green apron down like he was pinning down a turtle, and then ripped his hand out from behind and into his heart.

But as he rummaged around, Wei Shan frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi asked.

Wei Shan withdrew his hand: "I forgot, these kinds of green-bib chefs are derivatives of that burial root. They don't have 'hearts'..."

"No heart..." Lin Yi's spirits lifted, as if he had thought of something. But as soon as he was distracted, the chefs in green aprons under his command began to struggle and try to overturn him, and even launched attacks on him.

He frowned, then broke off its limbs like peeling a shrimp, and tore its body apart.

"Sizzle—"

The chef in the green bib was torn open, revealing a body inside that had no flesh or blood, but rather a texture similar to bread.

"As expected, there were no hearts... oh no, I mean, there were no tomatoes." Lin Yi said somewhat displeased, "Then we wasted our time?"

Wei Shan nodded noncommittally: "There are always times when we do things that waste time."

"This doesn't sound like something you'd say, Wei-san," Lin Yi said, then suddenly an idea struck him. "Right, could we use these things to fish?"

Wei Shan was taken aback: "What kind of fish are you fishing for?"

Lin Yi picked up one of the chef's arms from the green apron and threw it into the darkness.

"Light and clattering!"

The moment the chef in the green apron was thrown into the darkness, it was like fish food hitting the surface of water. Some eerie art students (fanatics) and pseudo-human classmates rushed out from the shadows and scrambled to grab the arm.

The atmosphere under the shadows was almost boiling over, and the chef in the green apron's arm was instantly torn into countless pieces.

"Weisang, did you see that?" Looking at the scene in the darkness, a chilling light gradually appeared in Lin Yi's eyes.

“Fufufu…” Wei Shan also grabbed the corpse of the chef in the green apron next to him, a sinister smile on his face, “I see… a lot of fish.”

"Hehehe!" Lin Yi and Wei Shan exchanged a glance, then each dragged the corpse of the chef in the green apron into the shadows.

After a while.

The plastic curtains of the student cafeteria were lifted, and Lin Yi and Wei Shan, each carrying a bundle on their backs, slowly walked out.

After their efforts, the two reaped a great harvest, while they themselves only had their clothes slightly dirty.

Lin Yi walked over to Lao Mo, reached into his bag and pulled out a bright red tomato: "Lao Mo, want a tomato?"

Old Mo stiffly turned to him, then said in a dry and slow voice, "I...don't...eat...you...be...care...to...be...careless...about...the...body...to...contaminate..."

After he finished speaking, he laboriously shut his mouth.

"Be careful of contamination of the burial body...?" Lin Yi was slightly taken aback, but seeing that Lao Mo had already shut his mouth, he did not ask any further questions. "Okay, I understand."

He put away the tomatoes and walked down the student passage.

Even though only half a day had passed, Lin Yi felt that the student passageway was becoming increasingly eerie, and the tentacles of the burial body seemed to be growing inside the cafeteria at a terrifying speed.

Lin Yi had no idea what the convenience store owner's attitude was towards this.

But he knew that the shop owner was most likely aware of this.

He looked around, and as the "Vision Insight" slowly advanced, he saw at least two layers of images beneath the normal layer of the student passageway.

The first layer is the layer with the limbs of the deceased growing on it, while the other layer is the layer with countless broken sculptures floating on it.

Besides these two layers, there are some layers or layer-like things that are completely indistinguishable. These things are like air currents floating in the void, filled with all kinds of colors. It is impossible to distinguish the number of layers or see the images in the layers.

That might be the depths of the world; once that will penetrates, even the most basic understanding might be shattered.

This student passageway is getting weirder and weirder.

Perhaps the entire campus has become increasingly eerie.

Or maybe...

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: "Or perhaps it's not that the campus has changed, but... that I've changed?"

As the ancients said: "Your bodies and names will perish, but the rivers will flow on forever."

The campus may have always been like this, but he has changed, so what he sees has changed.

So, is he the one who braves the fog and chases the light on campus?
Does it count?

Doesn’t it count?
He was not attracted to the campus.

At most, the depth of "cognition" has increased, that's all.

As Lin Yi stepped out of the student passage, he took a deep breath.

He looked up at the dim sky and suddenly had the feeling that the whole world was covered by a glass bottle.

Beyond the clouds, could there be an existence beyond our comprehension, observing them?

What exactly is the spatial relationship between the "original Ash Apostle" and the campus?

Why can it enter the campus but not reach the fifth floor or above of the teaching building?
How much of the information that supposedly came from the "principal" is actually true?
The cafeteria, oh the cafeteria...

Burial bodies, oh burial bodies...

Convenience store owner, oh convenience store owner...

Lin Yi sighed repeatedly in his heart.

“Weisang”.

"Ok?"

"You said... the cafeteria wasn't in our plans, could it be because of the convenience store owner?"

"What do you mean?"

“I feel… our existence is constantly changing the dynamics between different organizations, and many people have even experienced a change in status because of us,” Lin Yi said. “Teacher, I mean, homeroom teacher-039 became an art teacher, Li Huiyuan became a physical education student, and… Lao Mo…”

"Do you think that if our plan covers the cafeteria, it might cause...some kind of change in the convenience store owner?"

"I don't know, and I don't understand what these relationships you're talking about have to do with you." Wei Shan scratched the back of his head, puzzled. "Apart from Li Huiyuan, who might have become a Nightwalker without your help, the others... don't seem to have much direct connection with you."

"Besides, I feel like you might be overthinking things?"

(End of this chapter)