Sno inserted his fingers into the socket of his left eye, felt around for a moment, then forcefully pulled out strands of black blood vessels like tree roots. As those writhing things were slowly drawn out, the sickly blue-black veins spreading across his face like spiderwebs quietly faded as well. Then he stuffed the eyeball Huang Beibei had retrieved back into his socket. After rolling it around a few times, he looked completely normal again.
However, Huang Beibei still remembered Sno's reminder before they had set out. Frowning, she said, "Don't forget the Ship of Theseus."
"Oh, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it." As if suddenly recalling it, Sno immediately made a finger-gun gesture and pressed it to his temple. As his finger recoiled slightly like a gun firing, a familiar ripple quietly emerged.
Huang Beibei opened the Eye of Seeing and confirmed that Sno had indeed used Ship of Theseus on himself. Only then did she finally relax, and the curiosity in her heart could no longer be suppressed—
"So that eye belonged to the Ancient Sun God?"
"Mm, or rather, only that eye was real." Sno toyed with the black bottle and sent it back to Black Swan Castle before explaining, "At the moment before the Ancient Sun God died, as a great existence holding the authority of The Fool, his awareness of his own death imagined this sea. He foresaw that he would be dismembered, torn apart, and that his blood would stain the sea. That foresight created this space. His body truly was scattered into pieces, and part of it fell into this illusory sea—such as the sea surface dyed gold by divine blood, and this eye."
As Bernadette listened to Sno's explanation, she gained some understanding of the scenes within that half-collapsed hall.