The source of the ripples in the gray fog was not inside the Giant Dome, and the Giant Dome had merely cut into one portion of the gray fog, like... putting a fish basket into water.
And Boss and the teachers... were the ones holding the fish basket underwater, keeping it from floating up?
Or was it precisely the opposite? Were they pulling hard on the fish basket to keep it from sinking?
Whichever it was, the Giant Dome now seemed to have cut into a particular stretch of gray fog.
Although the closed dome prevented any more rainwater from entering the Giant Dome, it had failed to cut off the flow of gray fog.
That was why the gray fog could continue maintaining those highly rhythmic fluctuations within this enormous enclosed space.
"Wait, this relationship on a spatial level..." A flash of inspiration struck Lin Yi. "It's a little like the Cafeteria!"
Layers permeating one another while remaining independent...
Ink seeping through tissue paper...
Had Boss and the others mastered a way to actively permeate layers?
"As long as you can find the anchor points and relationships between layers, you can obtain a route to travel between them." He recalled what Tian Bufan had said.
"Could this be the route Young Master Tian is looking for?" Lin Yi seemed to grasp something.
"Hey, wait..."
"This doesn't really seem like something someone with my IQ could figure out..."
Just by observing the ripples in the gray fog, he had deduced all of this in one leap...?
"With brains like these, wouldn't I have the run of the place on the night of the sixth?"
Hmm... fine, considering the contamination brought by cognition, perhaps he would not be strutting around, but carried out flat on his back instead...
"Sculpture Crash Course"