Beneath his tousled hair, pitch-black eyes stared straight at Maisa and the others.
The students under his gaze clenched their buttocks. Chilly drafts swept across their backs, and a thin sheen of sweat formed on their foreheads.
A student poked Maisa from behind and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. "Hurry up and apologize. Maybe we can still survive."
A few drops of cold sweat slid down Maisa's forehead, and his heartbeat quickened, but he stubbornly refused to back down.
"Cut it out. I... I don't believe you have authority over Nini Home..."
His obstinate words died away as the Terminal console lit up. All of Maisa's stubbornness was crushed to pieces by the word "Creator" highlighted in black.
[Welcome, Nini Home's one and only Creator. Open the Construction Window and enter Scene Construction?]
"Enable Real-Time Construction. Import the known data for [Earthshaker], [Abyssal Erosion], and [Tempest Fiend]. Set save permissions to unlimited, adjust physical sensation to ninety percent, and load."
The icy blue light of the data reflected in Kou Ying's eyes. As his black hair swayed, his sharply defined features emerged, concealing his gentleness and making him look cold and unfeeling.
At that instant, the old fellows watching through the screen shot to their feet.
"Kou Cheqie'er!"
The gray-haired old fellows, already with one foot in the grave, breathed unevenly. Their usual effortless composure vanished without a trace.
Their aged faces held only the shock of seeing an old acquaintance, excitement, and a joy hidden deep within.
They hated Kou Cheqie'er because he had dealt them far too many blows back then, but they also had to admit that the man was an insurmountable mountain in their hearts.
Seeing those familiar contours again, so familiar that their souls ached, was like returning to their