Once all the Memory Books in the library had been sorted and returned to their places,
William and Yi Chen had also more or less finished exchanging their experiences. They had reached one important conclusion: if they wanted to make significant improvements in a short time, they needed to identify their own weaknesses, as well as abilities with immense potential that had yet to be developed.
There was only one conclusion—the Abyss.
At present, the Abyssal hollow in his abdomen was merely a design and symbol, representing that William was the Spokesperson of the Tenth Abyss. It had no practical use whatsoever.
If he could develop the Abyss Affliction, he would definitely be able to make considerable progress in a short time.
Yi Chen returned to the aquarium on his own, immersed himself in it, and slowly restored the integrity of his consciousness while mending his injuries.
William, meanwhile, curled up on the library desk and slowly fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had already returned to his body. Several flowers had been placed beside the bed in the pure-white hospital room, and a familiar figure sat at the bedside.
Black-rimmed glasses, long hair cascading down her back, and a faint fragrance emanating from her entire body—the fragrance of the universe.
Principal Deslin was keeping watch beside him in plain clothes.
"Principal!"
She showed no change in expression at William's awakening. Instead, she raised her index finger to her lips.
"Don't be nervous. I merely calculated when you would wake up and came an hour early... Besides, even if I hadn't come, the doctors here would have taken good care of you.
"I won't praise you. After all, there will be plenty of people praising you once you're discharged."
William looked around the somewhat unfamiliar hospital