DreamersGN Chapter 297 At this moment, I am someone you can't afford to offend!
Chapter 297 At this moment, I am someone you can't afford to offend!
Lin Feng paused, and Wasim followed suit.
The penmanship on the paper was crooked and messy, and the title read in bold:
Provisional Rules for Keepers of Large Ungulate Herbivores
【Rule 1:】
Before entering the animal enclosures, you must wear the red wristband provided by the park.
If the bracelet vibrates silently during operation, immediately stop all movement, turn your back to the animal, and slowly leave the area.
【Rule 2:】
During work hours, it is strictly forbidden to engage in any behavior or gesture towards any animal that it may interpret as a threat, provocation, or confrontation.
【Rule 3:】
If you observe any ungulate lowering its head and presenting its forehead to you for more than 5 seconds, immediately lower your head in the same manner, aligning your own forehead with itss, until it looks away.
【Rule 4:】
If white hair is found mixed in with the feed, the entire batch of feed must be discarded and immediately incinerated at a designated location. Burying is strictly prohibited.
【Rule 5:】
[When cleaning the horse enclosure, if you notice a zebra's black and white stripes moving slightly at the edge of your field of vision, immediately close your eyes and walk towards the zebra. Gently pat its rump three times with your palm flat on the ground. Do not open your eyes or stop during this process.]
【Rule 6:】
If you feel a chill down your spine or are being watched by something unseen while working, quickly find the nearest deer, gaze into its left eye, and silently recite: "Borrow your spiritual eye to see the unseen. Protect my body from defilement."
Lin Feng quickly scanned the rules, and almost simultaneously, he sensed the description of the second rule—
The words "threat, provocation, or confrontation" stirred a subtle yet distinct sense of unease and discomfort deep within him.
Other rules, however, do not have this sense of unease.
A thought flashed through his mind: this rule... might be problematic, or even reversed.
In this field, "not provoking" may not be the safest approach.
He glanced at Wasim without making a sound, only to see his face contorted in pain, his hand gripping his scalp tightly as he pointed to the four lines of the rule six and said:
"This...this is way too difficult! I can't remember it at all!"
Although the field of ghost stories has eliminated language barriers, for him, who lacks a foundation in Chinese characters, these short sentences with classical Chinese structure still seem particularly awkward.
Lin Feng glanced at Old Chen, who was wiping his eyes not far away, and after a moment's thought, lowered his voice and said:
"Don't memorize it by rote, find an anchor point to think about—'Borrow your spiritual eye', imagine gouging out Old Chen's eyeballs, and glancing at him while reciting this line."
He paused, then pointed to the incantation with his fingertip and continued:
"Illuminating the formless" – imagine using a gouged-out eyeball as a flashlight to shine into the darkness.
"Protect this body," imagine hanging this eyeball around your waist, like a sachet of mugwort.
"'Untainted by gloom' - Imagine the halo of light emanating from your eyes can block the invasion of pollution."
Vassim's eyes widened suddenly. Following Lin Feng's method, he silently recited the entire mantra twice in his mind. Then, he recited the entire mantra fluently and clearly, without missing a single word.
He turned his head, both surprised and delighted, his voice rising several decibels:
"Brother Lin Feng, you're truly my savior! This method works like a charm!"
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Studio:
"666! Brother Feng's memory technique is amazing!"
"Haha, another strange memory technique has been added!"
"Then my imagination will immediately focus on the school beauty, Liu Ruyan, hehe~"
"So next time we have to gouge out our eyeballs before we memorize a text?"
"I can't laugh anymore, Old Chen's eyes are really pitiful, hahaha~"
Wasim: So memorizing things is this easy?
"It is suggested that this be included as an essential survival skill in ghost stories, with the chapter titled: 'How to Use Your Eyes to Assist in Memorization'."
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Their first stop was Camel Peak Garden.
The two entered the workshop, first swiped their cards to register, and then changed into stiff, starched blue work clothes.
The fabric had a faint smell of disinfectant mixed with a subtle fishy odor.
Old Chen casually tossed over two dark red bracelets, their texture as lustrous as blood jade. As soon as they were slipped onto the wrists, a cold, tight feeling came over them.
Camelback Park is a sandy area enclosed by a tall wooden fence, filled with the smells of hay, manure, and dust.
Several Bactrian camels were scattered in the distance, lazily chewing their ruminant food.
Near the entrance fence, in a small area, the sand was repeatedly trampled and hardened. Next to it stood a stake, and on the stake and the ground nearby were some suspicious dark brown stains, like long-dried blood.
At this moment, an exceptionally tall camel is tethered to the stake.
Its fur was dirty and matted, its eyes were bloodshot, and its pupils were shrunken, giving it a frenzied appearance.
Unlike the calmness of other camels, it kept breathing heavily, its hooves pawing the ground restlessly, and its thick neck twisting back and forth, trying to break free from its restraints.
What's even more unsettling is that a faint hint of dark red can be seen in its enormous, chewing mouth—
I don't know if it's its own gum bleeding or something else.
Old Chen pointed at the camel in the distance, his cloudy eyes seeming to slide down a little further:
"That's 'restless sand,' it has the worst temper!"
"Last week, I kicked and broke a temporary worker's skull."
"Start cleaning from around it, be careful."
After he finished speaking, he swayed and left.
Vassim gripped his cleaning tools tightly as he looked at "Zao Sha's" aggressive posture and the blood seeping from the corner of its mouth.
"This thing...can we really get close?"
Lin Feng remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on "Zao Sha".
He took a deep breath and focused his mind.
【Call of the Wild】 has quietly begun.
Consciousness was like a gentle breeze; what he "felt" was a chaotic rage, the pain of being bound, and something deeper... fear?
This fear did not come from Lin Feng or Vassim, but seemed to originate from itself or from its environment.
Its violence is more like an excessive defense under extreme anxiety.
Lin Feng adjusted his "frequency," transforming the fluctuations of consciousness from attempts to communicate and soothe into a more primal and direct display—a declaration of power and domain.
He condensed his will into a silent yet solid barrier, carrying a gentle but undeniable sense of oppression, slowly pushing it towards the "restless sand".
At the same time, he conveyed a message through his abilities:
I see your unease, but here, at this moment, I am someone you can't afford to offend!
"Zaosha's" frantic digging suddenly paused.
Its bloodshot little eyes suddenly turned to Lin Feng, its nostrils flaring violently, as if it were sniffing out something invisible.
It made a threatening hissing sound from its throat, but this time, the sound contained less pure aggression and more suspicion and uncertainty.
Lin Feng took a slow step forward, his steps steady, his gaze meeting "Zao Sha's" without flinching.
He made no obvious provocative moves, but his aura suddenly became calm and possessed a natural intimidating power, as if he were not a human in work clothes, but a kind of "order" temporarily recognized by this desert.
"Zaosha" tilted its neck back, snorted, and trotted its hooves restlessly.
It tried to adopt an aggressive stance again, but its momentum clearly weakened in the face of Lin Feng's calm yet unfathomable gaze...