Lin Yi said nothing, merely watching the chef in the green apron manipulate the body to move slowly.
One thought filled his mind—sneak attack successful!
His will, tangled with the tentacles of perception, continued to cling to that body, but he retracted this consciousness, lurking like a parasite, while overwriting the chef in the green apron's cognition of him...making the chef forget everything.
Yet, driven by instinct, the chef in the green apron still controlled the body to return to the cafeteria, just as a separated couple would, in a daze, walk the path that was once familiar.
Thus, the chef in the green apron maneuvered the body, which contained Lin Yi's consciousness, bit by bit into other passages...
When the chef in the green apron crossed the boundary of the other passages, Lin Yi felt a slight tension, but as his consciousness truly followed the body into the passage, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"It really is feasible..."
