"Aaah!"
The blue flame let out a terrified scream, then turned and vanished before their eyes.
The Core Flame was still fleeing.
Even Professor Dr. Ratio's expression had grown somewhat peculiar.
How many times had it been now?
He thought back briefly. That flame had already appeared here and fled screaming a hundred and thirty-eight times.
The renowned teacher from the Genius Society could not help frowning as he turned toward the white-haired boy beside him.
The boy had found a crate to sit on and looked perfectly at ease.
The results spoke for themselves. The boy's plans and ideas had been thoroughly successful; there was no doubt about that.
Moreover, his fans seemed to have sent word back that they had found all the staff who had been teleported away.
Still, even standing on the opposing side, he felt that the flame's plight seemed a little too miserable.
Of course, the professor did not disapprove of Jiang Yu's idea. He merely felt that the boy seemed a little too good at tormenting others.
For an instant, Dr. Ratio even felt that the boy before him could be his teacher in this regard.
For the flame, this experience was one of despair and helplessness, like falling into a pitch-black abyss, sinking into a silent, shadowy sea-there was no question about that.
It fled for its life again and again, only to return to where it had started each time. Every time, it saw its pursuers waiting right there. It tried everything it could, yet nothing worked. No matter what it did, it could not escape, as though it had fallen into some bizarre loop.
How could the flame not despair?
At that thought, Dr. Ratio glanced at the Horrific Maze again.
This Curio's ability to rearrange space was indeed formidable.