This is a bizarre rule, isn't it? It's supposed to grant me many children and good fortune

Chapter 69 I heard it! A woman is crying!

"Lin-kun, please show us the way!" Sato Ichiro said earnestly, his hands clasped together.

Wasim nodded vigorously in agreement, his usually strong-featured face now filled with a plea that was quite different from his usual demeanor.

Lin Feng rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and then turned his gaze to Sato Ichiro:

"Sato, you can write about the famous 'Kisaragi Station' legend from your country."

"Imagine a young girl on a tram late at night who inexplicably arrives at a station that doesn't even exist, seeks help through a live stream online, but ultimately disappears."

"This case perfectly illustrates how conventional perception of time and space can be completely overturned, and it also demonstrates the entire psychological defense process of an individual in an extremely isolated environment trying to seek help through social connections—that is, networks—but ultimately failing."

Sato Ichiro's eyes lit up suddenly, and he slapped his thigh:

"That's right! Such a typical case, how come I didn't think of that! Great, now we have a direction!"

Lin Feng then said to Wasim, "Wasim, I don't know much about the supernatural legends in your country, but I've thought of a perspective that's closer to personal experience—the phenomenon of 'out-of-body experiences'."

"For example, some people feel as if their consciousness has detached from their body, becoming an observer, watching themselves and everything around them."

"This type of phenomenon has been documented all over the world. You can explore how this abnormality in 'self-perception' undermines our usual concept of 'mind-body unity'."

Wasim's eyes lit up, and he patted Lin Feng's shoulder heavily:

"Great, bro! That's a fantastic angle! I think I can write this!"

Sato Ichiro and Wasim immediately returned to their seats and, referring to the overall structure of Lin Feng's mind map, began to build their own analytical framework.

Time flew by as they thought and wrote. When the clock struck twelve, their stomachs rumbled simultaneously, as if by prior arrangement. A familiar and irresistible hunger overwhelmed them instantly.

At the same time, they noticed that the nasolabial folds on each other's faces seemed to have deepened a bit, giving off an unnatural stiffness.

"Time to head to the cafeteria and enjoy Chef Zhang's sticky stew!"

As Lin Feng spoke, he put the textbook "Introduction to Abnormal Cognition", manuscript paper, notes and pencil case into his backpack, and then checked his campus card (in preparation for entering the library after lunch).

Seeing this, Ichiro Sato and Wasim quickly packed up their belongings as well.

The three of them got up and walked out of room 404, where they met two students from room 414 who were already waiting at the stairwell.

The other person also looked obviously haggard, with clear nasolabial folds, and even a faint smile appeared on the corner of their mouth.

"How's your preparation going?" asked Antonio, the chosen one from Portugal.

Ichiro Sato replied, "I just finished outlining the framework and was planning to go to the library to look up information."

Antonio looked on with envy: "That's great, we don't even have a clue yet."

Sato Ichiro reassured him, "Don't worry, there's still a whole afternoon and evening, plenty of time."

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As Lin Feng entered the cafeteria, his gaze immediately locked onto that familiar window—

Just like yesterday, Chef Zhang, whose face was covered in hideous scars, was mechanically repeating the actions of serving dishes.

Lin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at that face again, he didn't find it scary at all; instead, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Having learned from yesterday's experience, the eleven people calmly completed the food collection process and successfully received the thick stew.

There were two seats left by the window, and Lin Feng's three roommates sat at a table with Antu from the fairy tale kingdom.

Evelyn then led three other girls to sit down at the next table.

Antonio and the other two girls sat on the other side of the aisle.

Just as everyone sat down and picked up their utensils to eat, the background music in the cafeteria started playing.

It's the kind of soothing light music, with the timbres of piano, guitar and violin intertwined.

[Rule 7: Light music will be played in the cafeteria during lunch and dinner to help to soothe the mind.]

Please note that you should not try to discern the content of the music. If you accidentally hear "human voices" mixed in with the music, immediately try to lose consciousness.

The moment the music started, Lin Feng clearly felt that the noise outside the window also amplified.

The two sounds clashed, making the background music in the cafeteria unclear.

He nodded slightly—just as he expected, one of the advantages of a window seat was that it allowed him to use outside noise to distract the music.

Of course, the price might be the loss of the view outside the window.

He glanced quickly out the window; the outlines of the ginkgo trees were faintly visible through the thin mist, and the scenery remained.

Even though the scenery disappeared, he wasn't too worried, since he had already dealt with it successfully that morning.

At that moment, the two girls at Antonio's table quickly took out napkins and handed one to him, indicating that he should quickly cover his ears.

Antonio didn't dare to delay, crumpling the tissue into a ball and quickly stuffing it into his ears.

However, perhaps due to a lack of sleep last night, or perhaps due to excessive mental exertion while brainstorming assignments this morning, his mental defenses were already on the verge of collapse.

Just as he relaxed his guard, a faint, almost imperceptible woman's sobbing suddenly pierced his ears.

Antonio froze abruptly, his hand holding the spoon hanging in mid-air.

"No...no..." he murmured to himself, his face as pale as paper.

The next second, he sprang up from his seat as if he had been electrocuted, covering his ears with both hands, his pupils dilating rapidly in horror.

"I heard it! A woman is crying! Right in the music!" His piercing roar instantly shattered the oppressive tranquility of the cafeteria.

"Help me! Knock me out! Knock me out now!" Antonio, acting like a madman, lunged at Wasim, grabbing his arm and shaking him violently.

Wasim's eyes sharpened—as a professionally trained criminal investigator, he knew that every second counted at this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, he clenched his right hand into a knife shape and delivered a precise and swift palm strike to Antonio's carotid artery.

Antonio felt a sharp pain in his neck and swayed, but due to extreme panic and the effects of the physical change, he did not fall down as expected.

"Again! Hurry up!" he pleaded hoarsely.

Vassim broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly changed tactics, turning sideways behind Antonio and using a standard grappling stance to firmly lock his opponent's neck with his left arm, while his right hand provided sustained force.

This is a suffocation control technique used in police combat to quickly subdue a target.

Antonio's face quickly turned from flushed red to a horrifying purplish-brown, with veins bulging on his forehead and his eyes bloodshot from lack of oxygen.

However, what made Wasim's heart sink was that even under such heavy pressure, the other party still did not truly "lose consciousness".

In that brief moment of stalemate, an even more terrifying change occurred.

Antonio's body stiffened abruptly, then began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

It wasn't an ordinary twitch, but a strange resonance of extremely high frequency, seemingly originating from deep within the bones...