"Oh oh oh... no need, no need, let's just go to the cafeteria," Mao Feiyang rubbed his arm, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
These numb imposters were like the wandering souls in line to drink Meng Po Soup in the Netherworld, giving off an eerily unsettling vibe.
Lin Yi's eyes lit up at the sight, and he suddenly felt a sense of closure—the scene was reminiscent of those pseudo-humans leaving the classroom before sunrise, wasn't it?
He hadn't expected to see this from Mao Feiyang's perspective outside the classroom!
Having left the classroom, some of the imposters descended the steps towards the Green Forest Belt, while others headed for the elevator.
He knew this place: those who walked into the Green Forest Belt would turn into the phalanx of human sculptures during daytime, and those that entered the elevator would become a soft, rubbery putty, filling the entire elevator.
