"No, Old Lin, look carefully! There's a change at the end of the roots!" Wei Shan's eyes suddenly flashed with a brilliant golden flame, subtly entwined with a sky-blue aura of a sports student.

Lin Yi also looked over, and immediately saw the end of the root tendril starting to wriggle continuously, weaving a humanoid outline at an extreme speed with muscle fiber-like root networks.

Then, the humanoid outline dropped like a ginseng fruit, transforming into the form of a chef in a green apron amidst ceaseless wriggling and shaping.

In the next moment, one chef in a green apron locked onto Lin Yi, while another chef in a green apron targeted Wei Shan. The two chefs in green aprons shuttled through the shadows continuously, like two agile fish or slick black sea serpents.

"Here it comes!" Lin Yi exclaimed joyfully, staying rooted in place.

"Hehehe..." Wei Shan slightly crouched, his smile holding a mix of foolishness and a murderous intent.

Soon, the chef in a green apron was upon Lin Yi.

Lin Yi swiftly stretched out his hand and astonishingly caught hold of the chef's body, forcibly halting it.

Next, Lin Yi performed a back throw, slamming the chef in a green apron hard onto the ground.

Nevertheless, the green apron chef kept struggling, slippery like an eel, impossible to pin down.

At this moment, Wei Shan seized his chef swiftly, then offered Teachings: "Old Lin, purely weird creatures don't feel pain!"

"Huh? Why does this line sound oddly familiar?" Lin Yi froze for a moment, glimpsing a shadow of a certain Light Sawman emanating from Wei Shan.

Speaking thus, Wei Shan pressed down the chef like a turtle, reaching abruptly into its heart area.

Yet after searching, Wei Shan frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi asked.

Wei Shan pulled out his hand: "I forgot, this type of chef in green apron is a derivative of the Burial Body roots. They don't possess a 'heart'..."

"No heart..." Lin Yi's spirit jolted, seeming to recall something.

However, being slightly distracted, the chef under his hand began to struggle continuously, attempting to flip him over, even launching incessant attacks towards him.

He frowned, briskly snapping the chef's limbs as if peeling shrimp, tearing open its body.

"Ssshhh—"

The chef in the green apron was torn apart, revealing an interior devoid of any traces of flesh, instead displaying a bread-like textured pattern.

"Indeed, no heart... no, no tomato." Lin Yi grumbled in disappointment, "Haven't we wasted time then?"

Wei Shan nodded nonchalantly: "Sometimes, we engage in time-wasting endeavors."

"That doesn't sound like something you'd usually say, Wei Sang," Lin Yi remarked, suddenly struck by inspiration, "Hey, can we fish with these things?"

Wei Shan was taken aback: "Fishing for what?"

Lin Yi picked up an arm of the chef in a green apron and tossed it into the darkness.

"Clunk!"

As soon as the chef's arm was cast into the darkness, it was like fish food hitting the water, and some eerie art students (zealots) and pseudo-human classmates surged out of the shadows, competing fiercely over the arm.

The atmosphere beneath the shadows nearly boiled, as the chef's arm was pulled apart into countless fragments.

"Wei Sang, did you see it?" Watching the scene shrouded in darkness, a forested flicker gradually emerged in Lin Yi's gaze.

"Hehehe..." Wei Shan also grabbed the corpse of the green apron chef beside him, sporting a grim grin, "Yes... many fish."

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

Moments later.

The plastic wind curtain of the student cafeteria was lifted, Lin Yi and Wei Shan stepped out slowly, each bearing a bundle on their back.

After some operations, both gained a substantial haul, with only slightly soiled cuffs.

Lin Yi approached Old Mo, reaching into the bundle for a luscious, crimson tomato: "Old Mo, want a tomato?"

Old Mo stiffly turned towards him, then spoke dryly and sluggishly: "I don't... eat... you must... beware... the Burial... Body's contam...ination..."

After finishing, he laboriously closed his mouth.

"Beware of the Burial Body's contamination...?" Lin Yi paused briefly, but seeing Old Mo had closed his mouth, he refrained from pursuing further, "Alright, I understand."

Putting away the tomato, he continued down the student passage.

Despite the passage of only half a day, Lin Yi felt the student passage becoming increasingly eerie, with the Burial Body's tendrils seemingly growing at an alarming pace within the cafeteria.

Little did Lin Yi know about the convenience store owner's stance on this matter.

However, he was aware that the convenience store owner likely knew about it.

Surveying his surroundings, "Field of View Insight" gradually progressed, revealing beneath the normal layers of this student passage two layers of visions.

The first layer was one that harbored the Burial Body's limbs, while the other layer floated with countless broken sculptures.

Besides these two layers, there were some utterly indistinguishable layers or layer-like entities, akin to air currents floating in the void, filled with various hues, concealing the number and the images within the layers.

Perhaps it was the depths of the world; once the will infiltrates, even the most basic cognition might collapse.

This student passage, truly growing ever more uncanny.

Maybe, the entire school district is becoming increasingly bizarre.

Or perhaps...

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Or could it be that the school district hasn't changed, but... I have changed?"

The ancients said: As your names and bodies go extinct, the rivers and mountains endure forever.

The school district might have always been this way; it was he who changed, thus altering the perceptions he sees.

So is he the Mist Chasing Light Seeker of the school district?

Is it counted?

Maybe not?

He wasn't attracted by the school district.

Merely, the depth of 'cognition' increased; that's all.

Exiting the student passage, Lin Yi took a deep breath.

He looked up at the dim sky, suddenly sensing it as if wrapped in a glass bottle's visual impression.

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

The "Primordial Ash Apostle"... What relationship does it share with the school's spatial fabric?

Why can't it reach the fifth floor and above of the Teaching Building, yet it can enter the school district?

The information allegedly from the "Principal"... How much of it stands certain?

Cafeteria, oh cafeteria...

Burial Body, oh Burial Body...

Convenience Store Owner, oh Convenience Store Owner...

Lin Yi sighed endlessly in his heart.

"Wei Sang."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think...the cafeteria isn't included in our plans because of the convenience store owner?"

"What's the meaning?"

"I feel... our existence constantly modifies the status and status among units; even many people changed identities because of us," Lin Yi explained, "I mean, Class Teacher-039 became an Art Teacher, Li Huiyuan turned into a sports student, and...Old Mo..."

"You think if our plans involved the cafeteria, it might trigger some change in the convenience store owner?"

"I don't know, nor do I understand the relationship you're discussing connecting back to you," Wei Shan expressed his confusion, scratching his head, "Except for Li Huiyuan, without your assistance, she might've turned into a nocturnal species. The others... don't seem to have much of a direct connection to you."

"Moreover, don't you think you might be overthinking some of these?"

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