Mao Feiyang did not believe his explanation and was still terrified, subconsciously asking, "You... you're like me?"

"Not really," Mu Daxian shook his head. Seeing Mao Feiyang's anxiety, he gave a mysterious smile and slowly said, "Well, I've been a... Dormitory Supervisor for a while."

Lin Yi (Mao Feiyang): "?! "

...

Soon after, Mu Daxian led Mao Feiyang through the Art Building's lobby and, along with some Art Students, arrived in front of an archway.

Looking out from the arch, the entire Stone Bridge was enveloped in mist. The nearby stones were already moist with rain, some droplets danced on the stones, while others merged into the moss on the stone walls.

The patchy moss appeared and disappeared under the alternating dim and bright light, stretching into the depth of the mist along the Stone Bridge.

Many Art Students did not carry umbrellas; they just walked onto the ancient, mottled Stone Bridge. Their pace was neither fast nor slow, seemingly unaffected by the storm.

"Is that okay for them?" Mao Feiyang asked with some concern as he watched the backs of the Art Students disappear.

At this time, Mao Feiyang still did not understand the relationship between abnormal weather and Contamination. He had only learned about some of the dangers from Wei Liang's descriptions and the student handbook on his first day at school.

Ke Lin Yi, however, was all too familiar with it and hence was much more impacted by this scene than Mao Feiyang was.

He looked out from the archway, carefully observing every move of the Art Students, trying to see any changes that occurred when the raindrops fell on them.

Sure enough, he quickly noticed something.

The massive storm, which caused the colorful glass of the Bell Tower to clatter, should have swept across the Stone Bridge with a ferocious wind, creating a dense and fierce curtain of rain. But curiously, when it truly swept over the Stone Bridge, the falling raindrops were pitifully sparse.

The scattered candlelight, wavering in candleholders adorned with strange creatures, seemed like it could go out at any moment. However, this faint flame, like a streetlight, managed to open up a Domain that held back most of the wind and rain.

The mist enveloped the Stone Bridge, and from the archway, the view was severely limited. One could only see the figures of the Art Students gradually fading in the mist.

At the end of the Stone Bridge, a Watchtower shone with a beam of golden light, looking from afar like the Bat Signal piercing the clouds over Gotham City.

"It's fine, there's a dome over that bridge, which should block much of the wind and rain," Mu Daxian explained. "We Art Students deal with storms all the time. As long as you return to the Art Classroom in time, you can counteract the effects the abnormal weather has on your body. If all else fails, you can still go to a Teacher, so don't worry."

"When you're like me, even if you're soaking wet, you don't have to worry about anything," Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, adding, "I'm here, so relax. If even I can't keep you safe, then there really is no hope for you."

After saying this, Mu Daxian took the lead and walked out of the archway, stepping onto the Stone Bridge.

Mao Feiyang took a deep breath and hurriedly followed him.

Mu Daxian's words sparked many thoughts in Lin Yi's mind.

From his words, it was clear that a Dormitory Supervisor could step outside the Art Student path. Moreover, it wasn't clear if it was because of Mu Daxian's own issue or because he was transferred from being a Dormitory Supervisor, but there was an aura about Mu Daxian that far exceeded that of an ordinary Art Student.

In fact, from a certain perspective, Mu Daxian reminded Lin Yi a lot of the Boss—could it be that Mu Daxian was the Boss among Art Students?

One might compare it that way, but Lin Yi felt it was more than that.

What kind of person could say, "If even I can't keep you safe"?

If it isn't bluffing, then it must be genuine.

Combined with the Phantom Vision he had once seen in the Convenience Store, Lin Yi believed that Mu Daxian was truly formidable.

As Mao Feiyang walked out of the archway, Lin Yi looked back at the Art Building.

This castle in the storm flickered with specks of stardust in the dark world, resembling a giant cloaked in darkness, standing amidst the storm, making it impossible to distinguish the boundary between the Art Building and the sky.

The Bell Tower pierced the oppressive clouds like a blade, meticulously depicting the passage of time.

The Night Watchman was not on the Bell Tower. Perhaps he had returned to that cliff.

A chill went through Lin Yi's heart, and trailing Mao Feiyang's figure, he stepped onto the Stone Bridge.

The second time on the Stone Bridge, Lin Yi's mood was hardly calmer than the first. The more he knew about the Art Building and related matters, the stronger his sense of awe.

Walking on the Stone Bridge, Lin Yi could also feel the cold from the stone slabs underfoot. Drenched by the rain, the entire bridge seemed colder, like a giant emerging from the deep sea, opening its gaping maw in the depth of the mist, stretching its tongue out into the Art Building.

The dense rain, like bullets shot from a machine gun, pelted onto the Stone Bridge, their 'tat tat tat' sounds even drowning out the howling wind and the sound of the waves under the bridge.

When the sparse raindrops fell on Mao Feiyang, a cold wetness also slowly enveloped Lin Yi.

At the same time, Lin Yi experienced a feeling of mental clarity.

"Huh? What's happening here?"

Lin Yi was taken aback. He then noticed that whenever raindrops hit Mao Feiyang's clothes, his brain seemed to perceive a fresh sensation similar to the smell of mint leaves.

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