"This is the first point."

"The first? Does the second have something to do with you and the explosion of the street lamp?" Mao Feiyang looked at Mu Daxian's left hand, which was practically useless, even more so than his own heavily bleeding arm.

"Exactly," Mu Daxian said, "because the Sneering Angel is not easy to fool. I wanted us to perform the Cicada Shedding its Shell maneuver meticulously, without any slip-ups, and we only have one chance since once the Student Souvenir Coin is gone, it's gone."

"First step, the Sneering Angel pursues Him and appears, so we stay as close to Him as possible to weaken His Perception of us."

"Second step, we need a 'human unit' that looks like us to act as our substitute."

"Third step, this substitute must possess sufficient supernatural power, and also, carry your and my 'Breath.'

"With these three elements combined, I had you pour your blood on the Student Souvenir Coin, allowing it to absorb your supernatural power while also acquiring your unique Breath."

"Then, we find a unit that has just transitioned from being an Experience Student to a Pseudo-Human, using the residual 'Breath of the Living' in its body to disguise as us. Also, Pseudo-Humans naturally crave and desire Identity Credentials, using this to our advantage, with a little guidance, we can contaminate it into the form I desire."

"The final step is to ensure it has sufficient supernatural power."

"To launch a balloon, just throwing out an empty shell won't work; it also needs to be inflated."

"The blood-soaked Student Souvenir Coin can provide some 'air', but it's far from enough compared to what's inside you, so I took a risk with a light bulb."

"The bulb on the lamp post isn't really a bulb, but rather..." Mu Daxian paused deliberately, "cough, just think of it as a kind of stone that carries supernatural power. Yes, just think of it as a stone, like Fluorescent Stone or Luminous Pearl."

"After absorbing enough 'light' during the day, they can at a specific moment create a domain similar to that of a Security Guard, exerting a powerful deterrent effect on purebred Nocturnal species units."

"That new Pseudo-Human had been absorbing the supernatural power from the street lamp and had built some tolerance, so I directly took the lamp post and stuffed it into his stomach."

"Thus, the substitute was ready, although calling that kind of Pseudo-Human a 'Pseudo-Human Bomb' is more fitting, as it's like a lit firework that, after reaching its peak, rapidly dwindles."

"So, after the substitute is ready, we need to immediately take it to the edge of His domain, using the light and heat it releases at its peak to draw the Sneering Angel's attention, while covering our retreat and providing time for me to rewrite space."

"That's the underlying logic of that tricky operation I just mentioned."

"One can only say, every step might seem simple but is actually not simple at all, especially the part you are involved with is even more crucial. I didn't dare tell you more at the beginning because I was afraid that the pressure would be too much for you and you might collapse."

Upon hearing this, Mao Feiyang's initial confusion cleared up, but he also belatedly realized an issue: "Brother Xian, are these things you just mentioned on the book cover or... inside the book?"

Mu Daxian's mouth twitched fiercely, and he walked over and put his arm around Mao Feiyang's shoulder, saying wordlessly: "Come on, dude... you've even encountered the Sneering Angel and you're still stuck on that book cover and content issue?"

Mao Feiyang: "..."

"If you really must fuss about it, then all I can tell you is that this part belongs to 'supplementary material outside the textbook.'" Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang on the back, "Figure it out on your own."

Mao Feiyang: "..."

Just then, Mu Daxian's face suddenly changed, and he froze like a statue.

"Brother Xian?" Mao Feiyang asked with concern.

"Shush—" Mu Daxian raised his hand to interrupt, then gently touched the wall, as if feeling something.

As if to confirm Mu Daxian's actions, a slight tremor arrived silently, like the pulse of the earth.

The Teaching Building, amid this subtle vibration, appeared as if a giant sleeping had been gently awakened, its framework starting to emit a low creaking noise. The paint on the walls trembled slightly, and the plaster dust fell to the ground.

The dim corridor lights outside the dead end flickered erratically, casting mottled shadows.

Mao Feiyang looked around, his face filled with surprise and unease.

The drawing board and cans of paint beside him slid gently on the floor tiles, making a slight friction sound.

The entire Teaching Building, under this slight vibration, seemed both fragile and resilient, as if it were contending with the earth itself.

"This...?!" Mao Feiyang panicked with thoughts of shouting, 'There's an earthquake! Run!' but seeing Mu Daxian's grave expression, he could only stay put with gritted teeth.

Suddenly, a deep sound erupted from the dead end outside—

「BOOM!!!」

At the same time, Mao Feiyang felt the Teaching Building shake violently beneath his feet, as if the Titanic had struck an iceberg.

"Damn, what, what, what... what on earth is happening?" Mao Feiyang couldn't keep his balance, bumped into the drawing board and then staggered into the wall where he barely steadied himself.

Mu Daxian was much better off, steadying himself immediately and releasing his hand from the wall, his face showing a trace of delight, "The security must have intervened in the battlefield!!"

But his brow furrowed almost instantly, "No, that's not right, it's not just the security... there are other 'entities'! What exactly are they? What on earth is going on..."

"Did the security come to attack the Sneering Angel?" Mao Feiyang pressed for answers.

"Don't rush, don't be hasty! It's not that simple!" Mu Daxian kept saying not to hurry, yet he appeared very anxious himself, like an astronomer who had just spotted a comet, a jittery eagerness to confirm something.

"This noise, I estimate more than one security guard has come... security can deal with the Angel Sculpture, but it's not enough to expel Him!"

"What's going on... what on earth is going on..."

Mao Feiyang exclaimed in shock, "What on earth is happening outside?!"

Mu Daxian pondered deeply, "No, I must go check it out! I have to check it out!"

As he spoke, he picked up the drawing board, his eyes revealing a fanaticism akin to a pilgrimage, "There must be something incredible happening!"

Mao Feiyang felt something was terribly wrong with Mu Daxian's condition and quickly grabbed him, "Brother Xian, what's going on, Brother Xian, don't be reckless, the Angel Sculpture is still out there!"

Mu Daxian shook off Mao Feiyang's hand, speaking very seriously, "'When a General enters the battlefield, the pawns' attention won't focus on another pawn anymore, I'll slip out under the cover of darkness, just for a quick look... just one look!"

"Such a scene is a rare opportunity, I simply cannot bear not to see it with my own eyes, you wait here, absolutely do not come out."

"If I don't return tonight, tomorrow you should go to the Convenience Store alone, grab three Commemorative Coins and run, don't return to the Teaching Building, head to the Dormitory building, take the path there back to the Art Building, and tell the Art Teacher, just say I was 'purified.'"

Mu Daxian spoke very rapidly, as if delivering last words, causing Mao Feiyang's eyelids to twitch.

But Mu Daxian did not give Mao Feiyang more chances to dissuade him: "Xiao Mao, you don't understand, all entities are chasing the light, usually more rational than the Angel Sculpture... but now it's different, that thing... if I can see it with my own eyes, even if I truly die, it would be worth it."

"Don't worry, I'll most likely come back."

Having spoken, Mu Daxian walked toward the dead end. After a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, took off the drawing board from his back, and handed it to Mao Feiyang.

"This thing is useless to carry now, if I die, it's yours."

"Wait for my good news."

As Mu Daxian turned and left, both Lin Yi and Mao Feiyang felt like they heard him murmuring something as he vanished from the dead end, possibly a chant or a whisper:

"'Engler Går mOt lySet og går ikkE på Avveie'."

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