"Huh?" Lin Yi was startled. How could he still see a long shot of himself?
Before he could ponder it further, the fragmented colors suddenly shattered completely, and Lin Yi's vision dimmed abruptly. His eyes began to blur as if he was experiencing the kind of unfocused first-person perspective used in movies to depict a protagonist's hazy consciousness...
Gradually, a hand appeared in Lin Yi's vision...
It looked like it had picked up something, as its five fingers slowly opened up...
At that moment, his vision sharpened, and at a certain point, the object in the palm became clearly visible - a dirty, round card with what seemed like a string of numbers on it...
Through the residual image, Lin Yi immediately "read" the sequence of numbers:
"'Yue-X02305070323'..."
"Wait, what? Is this... Maozi's Art Student number?!"
"That thing is Maozi's Student Souvenir Coin!!"