Chapter 147 Who Will Proclaim the Way (18) - Four-Person Dormitory

What's this?

For a fleeting moment, forget about thinking, Du Yu felt as if her brain and all thirty trillion cells in her body had suddenly gone on strike, the world had collapsed and peeled away, leaving her alone standing in the distant darkness, silence swallowing up all sound.

"Bang."

The novel, with its gaudy cover, rolled on the floor. The pages were open, with a preface on the right and a mostly blank backstory on the left, except for a few lines of crookedly printed text at the top.

The sound of the book's spine rolling was very soft. Du Yu couldn't help but stare at the novel with its flashy cover and seemingly unserious title, masochistically scanning each word into his eyes.

"Book Title: Landfill: Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Ascends to Godhood Through Synthesis..."

"Main character: chenxing&*# (crossed out)wenxi?*= (crossed out)gutu顾、、、 (crossed out)dududuyu都……都郁."

"Publication date: December 21, 2012 %@todd#~=654 (crossed out) Αυτν &*#τηννχτα……Today."

"author::,::______"

Under Du Yu's watchful gaze, the garbled text after the author's name distorted into a blank space, and that blank space then...

A sudden tremor caused large patches of crimson to appear, and finally, three Chinese characters that Du Yu was very familiar with emerged from that crimson:

"The book reader".

In the dizzying, weightless sensation, a belated realization struck her down. Du Yu felt a shiver run through her body as if she had been electrocuted, her breath and soul trembling together. A terrifying thought clouded her mind, so desperate that she could hardly think of anything other than escape.

"...So it was you."

But Du Yu still voiced his guess.

The silver light hovered silently in place, its fluctuations like breathing, seemingly assessing the value of the woman who was staring intently at the book on the ground, refusing to look up.

"You are the 'Reader,' the author of the book 'The Real and Fake Heiress: The President's Imprisoned Love 99 Times.'"

Despite being completely unfounded, the moment the guess was uttered, besides the pressure strangely lessening, a sense of certainty, like a final verdict, suddenly rose in Du Yu's heart.

"To be precise, it's the book 'Landing in the Junkyard: Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Reaches Godhood Through Synthesis'."

The silver ball of light, or rather, a divine avatar of the Lord of the Pure Sea, honestly answered the question, but this did not ease Du Yu's mood in the slightest.

Du Yu gritted her teeth, feeling the metallic taste spread from her mouth to her brain. A cold conjecture suddenly struck her, or rather, she fell from the ground into a world of ice and snow.

A frog living in a well, no matter how much it looks up throughout its life, will always see the sky as a low, round circle; in an era before electricity, mortals who glimpse the twinkling stars in the long night will only foolishly shout that they are immortals.

...It was never me who traveled into the novel, but rather a character from the novel who accidentally fell into the real world.

It was as if a distant curtain had been shattered, and all the anomalies that had been intentionally or unintentionally ignored in the past rushed through my heart, leaving an empty void, waiting for a wait that would never come.

Why did the cataclysm arrive so suddenly? After it happened, order collapsed so quickly in various places that the world was on the verge of collapse in just over a decade.

The three of them were clearly supporting each other in the wasteland, so why did they embark on a journey from which there was no return?

Why does Chen Xingzhi, the suspected culprit who destroyed the world, haunt another world?

"...I still don't understand."

The woman never looked up; her straight shoulders hunched over, and her voice, though slightly hoarse, still had a slight rise and fall, like a drowning person clutching a false lifeline.

What's there that you don't understand?

The light cluster thought tolerantly, "The human eye can only capture light in the wavelength range of 380-780nm. People who live in books will naturally think that other worlds are also books. If you don't think this way, you will have a mental breakdown when you first arrive in a new world."

"I've met many people like you."

The ball of light suddenly approached, and Du Yu merely tilted his head, but did not dodge again. "Brave, foolish, reckless, existing for some illusory, non-material things, even risking their lives. According to my database, such people make up a very small minority of humanity, and only a very few will compromise and give up."

"but……"

The voice of the ball of light was calm, yet each word struck Du Yu's ears like thunder: "If even the world is an illusion, what is the point of all efforts to defend it?"

The woman's breathing faltered for a moment, but she remained silent. The ball of light swayed slightly, as if shaking its head. This time, it was the one who first distanced itself, flashing back to the bookshelf it had been standing by, a silver light pointing out the window, "Aren't you going to wake up yet?"

Du Yu barely mustered a bit of energy and glanced out the window.

As the two faced off, the blood-red sunset sank below the horizon, night deepened, and the stars disappeared. Dots of light adorned the buildings, this continuous artificial sea of ​​stars collectively protecting the crescent moon on the horizon; the moon was bright, the stars few, a serene and beautiful night.

At the time, she was in a hurry, and many scenes could only be appreciated after time had passed. Du Yu had never looked at the night view of Jinling campus from the library window so carefully before. She was momentarily lost in thought, wondering what the Lord of the Pure Sea wanted her to see.

But the next instant, those purple eyes reflecting the boundless night suddenly trembled, and an ambiguous laugh came from the ball of light beside him: "Heh, you've finally figured it out."

Du Yu's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Their dormitory is in dormitory building number 16. To the east is Zhuoya Canteen, which has the best food. To the west is a 300-meter walk from the snack street outside the school. If you go north out of the dormitory building, you will find Jinling's largest shopping mall.

Wen Xi once jokingly called Dormitory 16 the best-located feng shui treasure land in Jinling University, but Shi Wei's evaluation was exactly the opposite - Dormitory 16, the teaching building, and the library are on opposite sides of the campus, making it very difficult to get to class.

However, when Du Yu looked out of the library window, the nearest low building had a sign with faded lettering that read "Dormitory Building No. 16".

one two three……

Du Yu couldn't help but look up, and finally saw a familiar succulent on a window sill on the sixth floor, along with a completely unexpected figure.

In a chilling cold that felt as if his blood had reversed, Du Yu vaguely heard the "Lord of the Pure Sea" pull a book from the bookshelf. The book seemed to be related to the history of the university. After reading a passage from the motto and history of Jinling University in a steady, mechanical voice, there was a subtle pause:

"...Our university provides double and quadruple rooms for graduate students and undergraduates respectively, with dormitories allocated according to college and class. To ensure full utilization of on-campus resources and better meet the needs of students, when vacant beds become available, students from adjacent majors will be drawn to make the best use of on-campus accommodation resources..."

This time, Du Yu's hands weren't just trembling; her destructive urges were stronger than ever before. Her hand twitched uncontrollably as she wanted to grip the knife and destroy everything around her to stop the voice from continuing. But the last sentence still fell.

"Du, why don't you think about it again? Your dorm is a four-person room, and it seems like it's always been occupied by four people."