He tried to perceive, but what he perceived was exactly the same as what he "saw"—everything was shrouded in a foggy scene!
The next moment, a piercing sense of tearing surged through the puppet and invaded his will. He felt like a fish tightly entangled in a fishing net, with every bit of flesh within the meshes pinched by a pair of pliers. When the wind struck, countless pliers pulled him fiercely in all directions until he was torn into countless pieces!
"Hoo—"
Lin Yi felt his consciousness completely torn apart, then began to reorganize under his will.
When he reassembled himself, the field of vision before him transformed into a desk...
He was thrown back, his whole body hurled backward and slammed heavily into the back of his chair.
"Hoo!"
After leaning back, Lin Yi sharply sat upright and noticed, upon looking closely, that he had returned to the classroom!
"I...?!
"What was that just now...?!"
"What happened just now..."
