The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

Chapter 118: The Camp and Institute [2]



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Amon's senses distorted as his vision blurred.

His body felt weird.

After some seconds, the feeling finally faded and he opened his eyes.

Right in front of him, was a vast circular expanse.

Several buildings lined up along with the large circular perimeter of the stone walls.

His gaze moved to the walls.

They stretched up to 10 meters in the air.

However, the main attention was in the front.

In the snowy expanse, r paths separated from each direction of the parameter and stretched toward the center of the circle.

Between the paths was dark murky black water that headed toward the center.

A large translucent colored barrier covered the whole center, its boundary starting from middle of the pathways.

If there was pure cold snowy atmosphere before the barrier, then inside it was a weather straight out of a horror movie.

Dark black murky waters, withered away trees, toxic green fog, and dark clouds.

The transition of atmosphere outside and inside, was shocking to say the least.

But even in that seemingly pollution filled atmosphere, a grand white building stood tall.

Shaped like a large footfall dome, its giant white majestic walls stood tall without a crack or wither.

Its presence stood out from everything in the area.

Breaking all of them, out of their reverie, was the guide's voice.

"Alright, we are all here." He clapped.

Everyone looked at Dylan.

From the corner of his eye, Amon also noticed the other groups that appeared far away from them.

Amon's group had spawned right in the south of the perimeter.

The other groups spawned in the west, east, and north of the perimeter respectively.

"Every Unit occupies one direction of the perimeter. We occupy the south." Dylan explained and everyone nodded.

"There are 3 parts to every Unit area. To your left, is your accommodations. Where you are standing right now, in the middle, is the facilitation area. And to your right, is the Unit administration area." Dylan gestured in all three directions.

"No cadet is allowed to step in the administration area except a member of the Unit. It's strictly prohibited. Remember that." He raised a finger.

Everyone nodded.

"And to your center, is the research facility. It's where the main tour will take place. Because of the influence of the Black Tear and many usage of mana cores, there is a lot of infectious air emitted by the facility that can harm even clovists and armenists."

Everyone's gaze moved to the facility.

This was something new for Amon.

So that's why it's enclosed within a barrier, Amon thought.

And the next words from Dylan confirmed his thoughts.

"The air enclosed within that barrier is enough to dry out your mana within minutes and kill you afterwards. The water and the trees are evidence of this fact. And so, the barrier is here for that purpose."

Amon nodded.

This was going to be quite a major problem for him.

Because despite his elements and their good levels, his mana capacity was still lacking.

If not careful, then was done for as well.

Or maybe not.

It depended on whether the air affected you through your bloodstream or mana pathways.

If it was the former, then he had nothing to worry about.

But if latter, then yes, he was fucked.

"You can visit other Units, that's not a problem. Take those small pathways for that." He gestured.

They nodded for the umpteenth time.

"In any case, I won't take much of your time now. Remember to never go to the administration area. Do not go past the barrier in any case whatsoever."

Amon's brows raised at his final sentence.

So the barrier was only capable of blocking the gas but not people.

At least that's what it seemed like from his words.

"The tour will take place tomorrow afternoon. You can rest or do whatever for today. Those who have their missions can take their leaving stones from me."

Everyone nodded.

"The training to not get affected by the air will take place tomorrow morning. Remember to

be awake at 7."

"Any more questions?" He asked.

Everyone remained silent.

He had pretty much explained what needed to be told.

Amon was silent as well.

There was nothing he wanted to-

He suddenly remembered something.

"Okay, I guess no one-" Dylan was about to clap his hands again when he saw a hand raised at

the far end of the group.

He tilted his head to get a better view.

"Yes?" He asked, looking at Amon.

"Excuse me, yes, thank you for looking."

"Hmmm?"

Everyone also looked at him.

"Can I ask if there is a library?" Amon questioned.

Dylan's expression contorted into an 'o' shape.

"Oh, yes. There are."

He gestured to a medium sized building in the distance.

"There, that is the general library. Every Unit area has an exact same one in the facilitation area."

Amon nodded.

"I see."

There are more advanced ones in the administration areas but for that, you need the

permission of the Unit commander.

And then there is the head library in the research center, though for that, you need the permission of the Head Imperial Researcher." He explained.

Amon nodded.

"Okay, I got it."

Affirming with a nod that he explained everything, Dylan clapped his hands once more.

"Okay! Now that we are done-"

He was abruptly cut off by a shrill scream.

It was so loud that it resounded in everyone's ear.

Everyone's heads turned sharply to the source.

There, they saw a frail looking girl with black hair and glasses, stepping backwards in fear.

Her gaze was directed towards her right and everyone followed it.

And at that moment, everyone's gazes were also replaced with horror and fear as they quickly

stepped back, creating some distance between the two girls.

Amon's eyes also widened.

The girl in question was a normal cadet with a thin body.

Her name was...

Rebecca Stetson. Maybe.

But it was her expression.

Or more accurately...

Her smile.

It was stretched wide and far.

Her eyes were completely hollow.

Drip...

drip...

drip...

The sound of a liquid falling on the ground was heard in the tense silence.

And it was...

The girl's blood.

A knife was stabbed in her head and blood gushed out of her head relentlessly.

For just a subtle moment, her eyes moved.

They connected directly with Amon's gaze.

But. Blink.

And her gaze was back at front.

Amon took a step back in fear and everyone screamed, retreating further back.

His heart hammered against his chest and his body started shivering uncontrollably.

His knees buckled as he stumbled because of the ever increasing fear inside him.

All of a sudden, the girl moved.

Her right hand...

It slowly rose into the air.

And she grabbed the handle of the knife.

Right in front of everyone's eyes, she started pulling down on the knife.

Squelch...Squelch...Squelch

Everyone screamed and closed their eyes.

They wanted to do something but their bodies refused to do so in fear.

The knife slowly started dragging down her ear, cutting it.

Large amounts of blood and pieces or flesh fell on the ground.

It went down to her cheek where she further dragged it down from her chin to the neck.

Squelch...Squelch...Squelch

Everything was being cut apart as the sound of flesh cutting was heard in the air.

Drip....drip....drip

The knife traveled down to her collarbone, where she took it down to the middle of her chest.

Innards and flesh kept falling out.

Squelch....Drip...Squelch

And then she completely cut herself to the bottom of her belly.

Splashhh....Squelch...Drip...drip

Large amounts of blood and innards gushed out.

Her hand left the handle.

The knife was still embedded deep in the spot of her body which was now cut apart.

Her smile then morphed into something more sinister...

Evil and demonic as it spread to the far corners of her cut face.

And then...

She fell to the ground, lifeless.