The mirror and sinks in the men's bathroom in the Teaching Building were on the corridor side, so Mao Feiyang met his own reflection's gaze almost that very instant.
Just then, a strange, cool ripple mingled with the chilly night breeze, appearing out of nowhere, and silently swept across the entire Campus like a wave.
As it swept through the Teaching Building, it quietly lifted the edge of Mao Feiyang's dark green hood like a pair of invisible, dexterous hands.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at that moment. As the brim of his hood lifted slightly, Mao Feiyang's gaze seemed to cross that dim distance, giving him a clear view of himself in the mirror.
Thump!
Mao Feiyang's heart seemed to skip a beat, and his pupils instantly expanded into white dots-
"Th-this...?!"
Mao Feiyang went rigid, as though frozen in place. His eyes stared straight ahead, his expression blank, as though he were undergoing an indescribable inner shock.
"Gulp..."
He swallowed. Only after feeling his Adam's apple bob slightly did he slowly regain a little composure...
He tried to touch his face with his stiff hand. At that moment, his body began trembling uncontrollably, his face pale and fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, as though he had been struck by lightning.
He... couldn't feel his lips!!
His hand moved slowly...
He couldn't feel his nose either!
Or his eyes!!
His eyebrows, ears, hair...
He couldn't feel them!!
Still couldn't feel them!!
Couldn't feel them at all!!!
From his perspective, the "him" in the mirror copied his movements, but that version of himself... had no face!
Above his neck was nothing but a bare, duck-egg-shaped ellipsoid!
No features, no hair!
Nothing at all!!
"Chaos has no face."
"This... me?"
"Me...?!" Mao Feiyang was shaken to his core.