"Hey wait a minute..." Lin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, as he felt a sense of familiarity with certain "frequencies" in these syllables, "Could this be...the 'Iron Law of the Night Watchman'?!"
As this thought occurred to him, a lean figure flashed through his mind again...
"Ding!"
"Ding! Ding!"
The lean figure, previously seen etching Secret Marks on a metal sheet with a chisel, appeared once again in his mind, and this time, the image was clearer...
More precisely, it was not just the image that was clearer, but also the surroundings...
The environment he was in seemed to be... right here!
It was the first floor of the Bell Tower!
"The Secret Marks on this wall... were they also made by him? Does that mean he was one of the 'Original Apostles' who once constructed the Art Building, no, the Black Moon Outpost?!"
"Ding! Ding..."
The lean figure gently hammered on the metal sheet in Lin Yi's mind.
Over and over, the same rhythm, as if trapped in an endless loop of playback!
