Saul brushed past himself.
He watched as he, with curiosity, followed behind Kujin, walking from his right side to behind him.
As he disappeared from his peripheral vision, the scene in front of him changed again.
Saul was still standing there, unable to move, but in front of him were other peopleâs backs.
He had teleported to another location.
While battling the nauseating and dizzying sensations, Kujin reappeared and passed by Saul. This time, Kujinâs arm brushed Saulâs shoulder, pushing him slightly off balance.
Kujin immediately turned back, helped Saul straighten up, and then continued walking backward.
The next moment, Saul saw himself catching up and glancing at him.
As he disappeared from sight again, Saulâs perspective shifted.
This went on and on, with Saul repeatedly moving backward and watching the two pass by him again and again.
Until they passed through the entire mass of corpses.
Saul finally understood his current situation.
He wasnât seeing ghosts, nor had he teleported. He was now attached to the mass of corpses in the storage room, seeing the scene they had once witnessed.
But at that time, these corpses hadnât opened their eyesâhow could they see? And who had seen Kujin and himself?
However, now wasnât the time to analyze this. Saul had to return to his own body quickly.
He focused on the back of the person in front of him. Though his vision wavered constantly, the long period of observation helped him notice a patch where the back of the skull had been repaired.
The fatal wound on this corpse was at the back of the skull, but before it was placed here, someone had used something to mend the defect.
No wonder all the âpeopleâ standing here couldnât see any injuries.
At first glance, it seemed like these people had died peacefully.
âI canât think about this any longer. I need to break free from the corpsesâ control. I donât want to suddenly die outside my body for no reason.â
Saul began to ignore the effects of the constantly shifting vision and focused on observing the Erosion Diagram.
He repeatedly watched as people walked in a clockwise direction, then at the very bottom of the circle, it transformed into an octopus-like monster.
It was an octopus-like creature rather than just an octopus because the creatureâs limbs were all octopus-like suckers, but the top of its body showed human features.
Saul imagined himself as that octopus monster. He tried to take a step forward, but his body was still as heavy as if he were carrying a mountain.
Nevertheless, Saul didnât give up. He summoned all his strength and focused on lifting his right foot.
âSnap! Snap! Snap!â
A strange, ethereal sound rang in his head, like rubber bands snapping.
He finally took the first step!
âSnap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snapââ
The snapping sounds grew louder, and then Saul suddenly staggered and broke free from the corpse. His vision rapidly shifted backward.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in front of the tall shelves.
Looking down, he saw his own human hands.
âDid I come back?â
Saul turned around and saw his own body still sitting in the chair.
âSo I just returned to the position where my soul was earlier. But at least Iâve broken free from the corpsesâ control.â
Recalling what had just happened, Saul dared not move forward again, fearing that he would be grabbed by those corpses and dragged to watch some disturbing scenes again.
âAlthough I returned to my body by following the Erosion Diagramâs movement pattern last time, I donât necessarily have to start from the farthest point. Maybe⊠never mind, letâs just try.â
Saul envisioned a circle with the two ends as the place he currently stood and the place where his body was.
Then, he stepped forward, following the imagined circle, moving in a clockwise direction, closer to his body.
This time, his surroundings were clear, with no black shadows interested in his body.
Saul walked steadily, step by step, until he finally reached the place where his body was.
He opened his eyes and saw a white skeletal arm in front of him, holding surgical tools.
Saul sighed in relief. âIâm back.â
Before he could rejoice in his return to his body, a wave of immense fatigue began to overwhelm his mind.
He leaned on the chair to stand up. After just a few steps, he realized he was so exhausted that heâd fall asleep any second, and there was no way he could make it back to his dorm.
âAlthough I wasnât out of my body for long, breaking free from those corpses took up so much energy.â
He gave in and collapsed onto the ground, staring up at the ceiling.
âAs long as I lie flat, no one can trip me up.â
Before his thoughts could wander further, he closed his eyes and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
After Saul fell asleep, the large feather pen, which had been still for two days, suddenly floated up.
It then wrote a series of slightly messy characters on the clean paper that Saul had prepared earlier.
âŠ
When Saul opened his eyes again, he didnât know he had already received his first new assignment.
All he felt was an intense hunger, as though his chest might burn out from the emptiness.
âIâm so hungry.â Saul took a step forward, his legs weak.
A cold, biting wind mixed with flying snowflakes struck his body, gradually numbing his bones.
Every step forward sent piercing pain through his joints.
In his desperate hunger and cold, a house appeared before Saul.
The door was tightly closed, but warm light shone through the windows.
Through the glass, Saul saw a fireplace burning, a long table filled with various foods, and girls laughing and talking beside the table.
âI want to go in!â
The intense desire gave Saul a surge of power, and he increased his pace, reaching the door.
âBang! Bang! Bang.â
At first, his knocking was polite.
He didnât want to scare the girls inside.
But after waiting for a while⊠probably only two seconds⊠no one came to open the door!
Anger started to replace reason.
His knocking grew more frantic.
Still, no one answered, and he even heard someone running away.
âWhy wonât you open the door? Youâre enjoying the food and warmth, but you donât care about the person outside?â
Saul couldnât take it anymore. He kicked the door open.
The light blinded him, but Saul still saw a roasted chicken running away.
The chicken was as big as a person, and if he ate it, he would definitely be full.
Saliva dripped from Saulâs mouth, and he pounced on it.
âŠ
Saul opened his eyes, and the ceiling above him was tall and grand.
He swallowed hard, suppressing the churning in his stomach, barely holding back from vomiting like last time.
He stood up, feeling all the exhaustion return, but his mental energy had even slightly improved!
But the scenes from the dream made it hard for him to be happy.
In the dream, he had eaten someone and then reverently turned the body into a corpse flower.
He could still feel the emotions of the person in the dream, as if some kind of ritual was taking place.
It was then that Saul realized he had entered someone elseâs dream again.
He crawled up from the ground and glanced at the hourglass clock on the wall.
It was 4:30 in the morning.
If what he saw in the dream would happen in reality like last time, the slaughter should have just finished.
When Penny had the cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly, she saw other peopleâs dreams.
But what Saul saw was reality.
Moreover, it was a processed version of reality.
Saul sighed deeply, âIt seems the apprentice handling this matter hasnât completed their task. Their efficiency is too low.â
As he looked down, Saul noticed the feather pen standing on the table.
He hurried over and saw a string of messy handwriting on the white paper.
âDima horn, twisted toxin⊠Deliver to Mentor Rum by 8 PM on April 30th.â
âNew job. Today is the 28th, so thereâs still plenty of time.â
This was Saulâs first job, and he had to take it seriously.
First, he needed to find those materials.
Saul picked up the paper, turned around, and saw the tall shelves in front of him, filled with various materials.
âI take back what I just said.â
(End of this chapter)
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