The identity credential of "Convenience Store Owner -003" fell powerlessly onto the cold floor of the "Principal’s Office".
And where the convenience store owner once stood, the second "Principal" of the campus... had already taken their place.
"From now on..."
"I am... the ’Principal’!"
As he beca the "Principal," strands of energy transford from illusion to substance, silently enveloping him.
The second-generation principal did not resist, rely slowly absorbing the inheritance belonging to the "Principal."
During the ti the inheritance flowed, half a day quietly passed by...
...
While the second-generation principal was accepting the "Principal" inheritance, outside the "Star Prison," nurous nacing cracks continued to spread in a world of limitless chaos.
These cracks appeared as if sharp claws secretly tore apart a silky curtain, revealing an utterly incomprehensible sight behind the void, sothing that seed not to belong within this dinsion, akin to eyes peering through the cracks at the "Star Prison."
Then, there truly was a big eyeball watching here, followed by a second, a third...
Soon, the void’s fissures were filled with eyeballs of varying sizes, yet all extrely large.
Next, the forbidden and unstoppable absolute energy descended like a thick mist, slowly perating downward, towards the "Star Prison."
"Buzz... buzzbuzzbuzz—"
The "Star Prison" began to tremble violently, countless secret marks inscribed on its surface imdiately surfacing, intertwining into infinite starry sky coordinates, as if attempting to escape the encroachnt of those eyeballs with greater computing power.
This was the "Star Prison’s" instinctive defense logic, but the forces represented by the big eyeballs still surpassed all of it.
The "Star Prison" quickly shook, and this subtle tremor also invaded the "Principal’s Office."
The second-generation principal suddenly opened his eyes from the inheritance, revealing a hint of surprise: "This is...?"
He unfolded the inner wall of the "Principal’s Office," and scenes imdiately erged, yet most of them were occupied by countless big eyeballs.
Seeing those big eyeballs and feeling the intense contamination seeping from them, the second-generation principal’s face slightly changed, and his voice trembled: "Is this what you’ve been facing all these years?"
His eyes reflected the big eyeballs, and the next mont, he no longer trembled, standing like a sculpture...
Soon, he seed to stop breathing.
Then, the pupil of his eye began splitting into a second eyeball...
At that mont, he seed to sense sothing, suddenly grabbing his own eye socket and forcibly rging the splitting eyeball into one!
"No, no good..."
"What... what is that...?!"
"Is it the legendary ’Root’? With just one glance... I nearly beca a vessel for it?!"
"It seems... not quite..."
"What’s going on... what is this?"
At that mont, he suddenly saw, among countless grid patterns appearing on the inner wall of the "Principal’s Office," one showed the campus sky, where a crack had appeared...
"What?!"
He felt a chill down his spine, his scalp tingled, and he quickly looked at his hand rubbing the eyeball, discovering a new eyeball in his palm!
"No!! I’ve just beco the ’Principal,’ and have helped the contamination breach the campus layers?!"
"I...?! I’ve beco the anchor point for the ocean’s contamination of the campus?!"
Guilt surged in his heart, and he yearned to end himself right there.
"No, no... That’s avoiding responsibility!"
"Boss!"
"Go back to the boss!"
"I must return to the campus... I must go back now...!!"
At that mont, the final part of the "Principal’s" inheritance was finally being absorbed.
Just then, another voice began to erge in his mind, a low chant not belonging to the human realm, yet incredibly familiar to him:
[Compass... lost...]
[The eternal lighthouse...]
[Notebook...]
[Return path...]
"Is this... ’Principal’? Where are you... you..."
The voice did not respond, only singing an ancient song, but he continued to rge with the "Principal’s" inheritance, and many pieces of information began to unfold in his mind, letting him understand.
"Layer Boat Plan?! Wait... is this...?!"
"I see, I see, I see! I’m not a sinner; I bear no guilt!!!"
It was only at this mont that the second-generation principal completed the "Inheritance"—fully took over the "Principal’s" role in the Ark plan!
[Go ahead, go ahead...]
[Destiny is like an Ouroboros snake...]
[...Stumbling back to the starting point...]
The "Principal’s" voice in his mind gradually faded away.
At this mont, he suddenly awakened to the "Principal’s" "Mission," and his spirit surged with trendous strength.
He quickly used the Principal’s authority to leave the "Star Prison," then swiftly traversed layers, arriving at the Bell Tower of the Art Building.
...
As the second-generation principal just entered the bell tower, "Night Watchman-02’s" body slightly trembled, eyes flashing with brilliance.
"You..." He turned to look at the suddenly appearing second-generation principal, his tone becoming heavier, "You finally took this step! No, you...?"
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