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Chapter 621 Preparing for Action, Perceiving the Layers of the Art Building
Lin Yi, who was staring blankly at the ceiling, suddenly perked up and sat up straight: "I can hear you, Young Master Tian!"

Tian Bufan said, "Let's get started."

Lin Yi quickly asked, "What do I need to do? Leave the classroom now?"

"No rush. The signal for you to leave the classroom should be that the classroom lights are flashing, or that Kuai Kuai has arrived at the art building."

"Before that, you stay in the classroom as usual. At the same time, try to sense the existence of the art building's layers. I will take the elevator to the dormitory at 21 p.m. sharp, and then quickly wash up and enter the dream."

"Afterwards, I will guide your will to leap through the boundaries of dreams, so that you can cooperate with the Russians in carrying out their operations."

"Okay!" Lin Yi quickly replied.

“Okay, see you in 10 to 20 minutes. You can start by sensing the layers of the art building.” After saying that, Tian Bufan “hung up the phone” and his voice disappeared.

"The Perceptual Art Building...?"

Lin Yi took a deep breath and began to ponder it carefully.

It sounds simple, but in reality, how to do it is quite vague.

"Young Master Tian's sudden request sounds just like something a leader would casually utter..."

This is not a simple matter. Even with his current level of perception, he shouldn't be able to perceive it so easily.

"So how do I perceive it?"

Emmm...

Lin Yi was a little unsure of what to do, but since it was perception, releasing the perception must be the right thing to do, right?

He then sat still like an old monk in meditation, and began to extend his sensory tentacles outwards.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

As the sensory tentacles continued to be released, faint fluctuations of wind appeared in the space, as if a martial arts master was practicing his breathing exercises in a classroom.

No matter how Lin Yi tried to sense it, his sensory tentacles seemed to evaporate and disappear aimlessly, ultimately yielding nothing.

Just then, Tian Bufan's voice suddenly rang out at an inopportune moment: "Oh right, I almost forgot to remind you, if you don't know how to sense it, look out the window."

"But with your intelligence recovering now, you should be able to figure this out right away, right?"

"Uh... this... this..." Lin Yi's thoughts raced. "Oh dear, Young Master Tian, ​​really, you know I'm stupid—no, you know my intelligence is recovering—yet you still can't explain it more clearly!"

While he was inwardly complaining, he quickly looked out the window.

The corridor is right outside the window. As night falls and the fog rolls in, a layer of white frost gradually covers the window, making it impossible to see the view outside.

"No, it's the other side! Ouch, I'm such an idiot!"

He slapped his forehead. No wonder Tian Bufan called him a fool who seemed wise; he himself felt that he could be really stupid sometimes.

How could we forget that the art building's facade hangs upside down above the campus sky?!

Oh my, what a fool who pretends to be wise!
"Oh yes, yes, yes, I was looking out the window!" he insisted stubbornly.

"That's good." Tian Bufan chuckled, his voice appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

Lin Yi silently pursed his lips and tapped his head at the same time.

Physical fitness has improved, but is there any way to improve intelligence as well...?

How about a crystal brain or something...

Despite his grumbling, he quickly got up and walked to the other classroom, making sure to take his backpack with him.

Seeing that Lin Yi was about to take action, Zhou Yi and the second girl quickly perked up.

Even if we don't follow, it's okay to take a look, right?
Lin Yi quickly rushed to the window, wiped away the condensation, and pressed his face against the glass to look at the view outside.

After hesitating for a moment, the second girl looked at Zhou Yi: "Sister Zhou...?"

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and then looked away: "Let's ignore him. From now on, we should not interfere with any of his actions that are beyond our comprehension."

"Those who chase the light through the mist ultimately become illusions." You don't want to unknowingly become a moth drawn to a flame, do you?

The second girl's expression tightened, and she quickly looked away: "I... I'll go find Taozi and help her choose some books!"

"Okay, go ahead." Zhou Yi nodded slightly. Right now, they really needed something to distract them.

She was inferior to Lu Zhao in many ways, and even less intelligent than some powerful people, but she was shrewd, knew how to assess the situation, and was very obedient to advice.

Compared to hard power, this is often their way of survival.

Hard power determines the upper limit of their mission success rate;
Soft power, on the other hand, determines the lower limit of their task execution.

Lin Yi, on the other side, looked out at the black sky through the bulletproof glass.

Despite the thick clouds, the art building's facade was clearly visible.

In the darkness, the outline of the upside-down art building seemed to be traced by the unseen moonlight.

"The Perceptual Art Building..."

Lin Yi muttered to himself, and then tried to extend his sensory tentacles toward the sky.

In reality, he was also very uncertain, unsure whether Tian Bufan had grasped his intentions, but this seemed to be the only thing he could do at the moment.

As his sensory tentacles spread, the area that first entered his sensory domain was surprisingly the fifth floor and above of the teaching building...

There was no other way; the arms were too short. Even with ethereal, sensory tentacles, they had to climb up the outer wall little by little...

But as he climbed, he noticed something unusual. This unusualness did not come from the teaching building itself, but from the overall environment.

He gradually realized that the outer wall of the teaching building... seemed to belong to another layer!
As his sensory tentacles ascended, they gradually developed a sensation of crawling on a thin film of gel.

This strange membrane, layer by layer, seems to envelop the entire teaching building, somewhat like the membrane inside an egg. Its existence appears very fragile, yet it is completely able to resist the penetration of his sensory tentacles into the building's floors.

After trying a few times, he gave up.

At the same time, he also realized that perhaps this was the reason why the "original Ash Apostle" was clearly outside the broken window on the 5th floor of the teaching building, but still could not descend - it was restricted from descending by the thin film on these layers!
However, the existence of this thin film is quite mysterious. It is gradual, becoming clearer the deeper one goes into the layers of the normal teaching building, but almost invisible in reality. This may be the fundamental reason why it cannot appear on floors above the fifth floor, but can appear on campus.

The new discovery helped Lin Yi understand some things again—although these things were of little help to him at the moment.

Of course, he was still somewhat bewildered. It was absurd that an unknown unit that had penetrated dimensions could not break through a thin membrane.

But he could only blame it all on the architects who built the campus back then; perhaps there were many secrets in the overall construction of the campus that he was unaware of.

His sensory tentacles continued to climb, and the shape of the upper structure of the teaching building was fed back into his mind through the sensory tentacles. Strangely, the shape he perceived was exactly the same as the teaching building he saw before arriving at it, that is, the surreal geometric shape of the futuristic abstract art.

"I didn't sense anything wrong with these buildings when I was inside, but they look so strange from the outside... Could it be because the outer and inner layers are different?"

"Is it because of that thin film?"

The presence of that thin film caused the teaching building to be distorted and stretched into that abstract shape on a layered level, thus...

"No, it should be said that it is precisely the existence of that thin layer that keeps the teaching building safe within the layer hierarchy!"

Just like the outer shell of a glutinous rice ball, when the outer shell is intact, it can be kneaded into various shapes, but once the outer shell is broken, the inside will burst out.

This phenomenon sparked a flash of inspiration in Lin Yi's mind, instantly generating a rather constructive idea for self-protection.

Could that membrane be... the "cognitive shell"?
A cognitive shell based on the stability of the campus!

It's not without reason, nor is it impossible.

"Is there any way I can get my hands on a thin film like that to protect myself?"

He thought about it for a moment and found that there wasn't any for the time being, so he had to put the idea aside for the time being and continue climbing.

His sensory tentacles gradually traversed the entire teaching building and began to extend upwards into the sky.

The entire extension process was so bizarre that even Lin Yi himself found it unbelievable. Within the layer, his sensory tentacles, as they continued to extend, began to integrate, intertwining together in strands and strands, becoming thick and resilient like twisted braids.

Gradually, his senses changed from tentacles to ropes, like a rope reaching to the sky, growing continuously from the teaching building towards the sea of ​​sky.

It looks a bit like Goku using the Power Pole to go to Kami's Lookout from Korin Tower.

Lin Yi had never imagined that his sensory tentacles could extend to such a terrifying length in this way, but considering that this length might not only be a physical extension, but also an extension at the layer level, it might be much easier to understand.

He gradually sensed the thin clouds and the biting wind in the night sky, but when his perception rope entered the clouds, a strange feeling suddenly fed back into his soul.

This feeling initially startled him, but he soon realized that it was almost identical to the feeling when he was drowning in the swimming pool.

"This...this feeling? Could it be that my senses have extended into...that black sea?!"

The art building suspended in the depths of the sky, the black sea almost merging with the sky, the layers of reality and illusion have begun to blend together, so when his perception rope shuttles through the layers, it also touches the black sea located in the layer level.
He wasn't quite sure, but this black sea gave him a very strange feeling, far less terrifying than the black sea he had encountered when he was drowning.

Compared to the two, the black sea back then was more like the deep sea, while what we perceive now is like a shallow area.

His senses continued to extend, and slowly he actually began to perceive a hint of the atmosphere of the art building.

However, the location of his perception of the Heavenly Rope seemed to be far away from the art building. The layers around him were filled with bizarrely shaped nocturnal creatures, and on the sea surface, there were also many smiling angels flying around.

These grinning angels are like dragonflies flying low in the sky before a storm, seemingly searching for some kind of way.

When the Perception Rope appeared, the grinning angels seemed to have sensed something and gathered around him.

However, the Smiling Angel could not see Lin Yi.

They only had a vague feeling for Lin Yi, just as Lin Yi only had a vague feeling for the art building.

Just then, Tian Bufan's voice rang in his mind: "Old Lin, have you sensed the location of the art building?"

"I sensed it," Lin Yi replied. "What should I do?"

"Wait for me to enter my dream."

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

"Just finished blow-drying my hair, almost..."

"……alright!"

When the word "Alright" rang out, Lin Yi suddenly felt the space around him distort slightly. Then, a phantom figure of Tian Bufan slowly appeared and crashed into his Perception Sky Rope.

A strange, seamless sense of fusion arose within his soul.

"What the heck, Young Master Tian, ​​you're merging with me?" Lin Yi was shocked. According to the logic of Dragon Ball, they might have become Lin Fan now, or... Tian Buyi?

“I’m here, don’t shout,” Tian Bufan said. “Listen to me, it’s enough that I sensed it, but your position is too remote, and you’re stuck in the group of smiling angels… This position cannot be used as the point for our will to leap, let’s start over.”

"Okay, sure." Lin Yi was a top-notch executor, so when Tian Bufan said so, he withdrew the Perception Sky Rope without hesitation.

Extending perception is a process of practice makes perfect; after the first time, each subsequent experience will become smoother and more skillful.

When his sensory rope was withdrawn back to the teaching building, it quietly disintegrated and transformed back into countless sensory tentacles.

Ultimately, these sensory tentacles, like integrated terminals, contracted into Lin Yi's body, who was pressing his face against the window of Class 2, Group B, looking out.

"Young Master Tian, ​​are you still there?" Lin Yi murmured softly, just to be on the safe side.

"Yes," Tian Bufan said. "Next, I will guide you to leap through your will and go find the Russians to act together."

"Okay!" Lin Yi knew that this was the underlying logic of Mao Feiyang's operation.

On the first day, I personally entered the game and set up an anchor point in the art building.

After these few days of preparation, all they need to do now is go and meet up with him.

Tian Bufan said, "However, we must be careful during our operation and avoid attracting the attention of the Night's Watch. Once the 'Sanctuary' appears to be on our opposite side, it's not something to be trifled with."

The quantum giant clock "Sanctuary" is one of the three mythical gods among mysterious creations. If it were to be completely destroyed at the layer level, it wouldn't just be pieced together here and there, but rather smashed to pieces like cotton.

Even Brother Ni couldn't retrieve it.

(End of this chapter)