[Vortex Town] still exists.

The whole Earth has not been destroyed, or rather it has been preserved for some reason.

The Prison Director’s right arm has been relocated to Earth’s Dark Side, allowing Corner to continue to exist, letting the Fear system continue to develop.

Judging by the first batch of personnel cultivated so far, Corner is correct.

This world needs to select more talent, needs more great Divine beings, needs more alternate prison guards.

However, the first teacher team of Vortex Town has basically undergone Change. Yet in the campus, one can still see some familiar faces.

For instance, the current cafeteria chef—Pumpkin Fran.

The handicraft class teacher—Grandmother, and occasionally the former philosophy teacher—Maximus who comes to teach.

The other teachers are newcomers selected among the students, acknowledged by Teacher Guo.

Furthermore,

Vortex Town is already the largest organization in Corner, also the first region that permits human and monster coexistence and has a complete system established.

Currently, the town’s population has exceeded 5,000, with over 800 teachers and students.

It appears harmonious but is fiercely competitive, still placing [Selection] at the top.

To ensure resources are not wasted, outsiders coming to Vortex Town can only obtain temporary residence permits. Only students who pass the freshman assessment and all subsequent exams within the year can acquire permanent residence permits.

Today is the critical freshman assessment day.

More than one thousand people have come to the campus, and the assessment will begin at noon.

At this moment,

A figure cloaked in a robe, short in stature, sneaked into the teaching building, arriving at that all-too-familiar teacher’s office door.

Within the hood, a glimpse of green hair can be subtly seen.

Pretending to be a student, knocking on the door to enter.

Walking to the workstation opposite Teacher Guo, sitting down, separated by frosted glass and a pile of lesson plans between them.

"Teacher Guo, I’m the student representative this time, here to pick up the speech script."

It seemed like a normal exchange,

Yet these words recompiled between the nerves after passing through the cochlea, transforming into another piece of dialogue.

"Teacher Guo, who rescued you?

Or rather, who did you make a deal with... Initially, I believed you could climb out from the unsolvable Abyss by yourself, reconstructing your essence.

But recently I’ve sensed an anomaly, an inexplicable threat, starting a full-scale solution,

Among which a branch analysis about you was present; no matter how I solve, you could not have survived on your own. At least at that time, with only Middle Divinity, you couldn’t achieve this.

When I want to continue to solve, to find the mysterious entity associated with you, it directly leads to a dangerous, ultimate, answer I dare not entirely solve.

I feel the crisis,

I sense behind the whole event, even the distant Deep Red itself is related to this ’answer.’

The advent of a new era seems stable, yet in reality will become more dangerous, or rather the whole will become uncontrollable, no longer under our control."

Teacher Guo did not respond immediately, he continued to edit this batch’s freshman assessment documents. Once all edits were completed, he began printing.

Beside Mr. Question Mark,

The printer that should be off started working.

Sheets of paper spewed out with the new academic assessment. Except for some text appearing in gibberish and with obvious sequence errors.

Over ten thousand words,

But Mr. Question Mark instantly locked onto two scattered letters in different paragraphs, with different fonts, pieced together to form [Leave].

Simultaneously,

Mr. Question Mark sensed danger, an invisible threat beyond the surface.

Since Teacher Guo has tried his best to convey [Information] through multilayered encrypted codes, there’s no need to linger; surplus communication holds no meaning.

This also speaks another matter,

Teacher Guo is being watched, and even passing such high-secrecy, multi-layer Disguise information bears great risk.

Mr. Question Mark continued disguising as a student, nodding towards Teacher Guo after taking the script, then stood up to leave.

Just as he was about to exit the office,

A covert roar, intense unease emanated from behind.

Mr. Question Mark, using the metal reflection on the doorknob, secretly glanced back at Teacher Guo sitting there.

At Teacher Guo’s neck seemed to appear a vortex structure, or perhaps some sort of Abyss structure.

Similar to the Abyss structure Teacher Guo desperately left on Rusos at the time.

Beneath that profound, vortex-structured Abyss, something seemed to be climbing.

Even without seeing the detailed outline, cold sweat dripped from Mr. Question Mark’s forehead,

He could feel the Abyss structure was not formed actively by Teacher Guo.

More bizarrely, the Abyss seemed alive, it seemed the essence of the Abyss brought Teacher Guo, who had nearly died, back.

But this return requires a price paid, Teacher Guo might not just be monitored by the other party, perhaps he has already become a vassal of the other party.

Rarely has Mr. Question Mark abandoned deciphering such an intriguing puzzle.

Because he knew very well, once the secret within the Abyss was solved, he would have a high chance of dying here.

Click~ The doorknob turned,

He left the teaching building as quickly as possible, trying his best to walk out of the range covered by the Abyss.

...

[Human World—Pure White Solution Room]

Huff... Huff...

Breathless, Mr. Question Mark returned here; he hadn’t lost composure like this in quite a while. The pressure just now was almost equivalent to facing Deep Red’s advent, yet distinct in nature.

The Moon God crystallized, gently touching Mr. Question Mark’s shoulder; pure white permeated, covering the chaos he was tainted with within.

Yet this coverage caused the Moon God to tremble,

Originally aiming to restore Mr. Question Mark’s state, she instantly drew back, sticking her body in the Corner.

"Have you been targeted?"

Mr. Question Mark didn’t directly answer but focused on the current task, "Something is invading us here, more menacing than the malice Deep Red carries... I must decode quickly."

The paper supplied by Teacher Guo laid on the desk,

After layers of decoding, eventually obtaining a string of complex alphanumeric.

"These are cosmic coordinates... Wait, if these coordinates are substituted here, solve."

Mr. Question Mark immediately commenced calculations on the blackboard, and upon reaching the final answer, his gaze cleared instantly.

No farewells, no pause.

He turned to write down the specific coordinates beside the door, forming a Question Mark mark, indicating something urgent needed immediate verification.

Just didn’t open the door, when some spores seeped through the door frame.

This pathogenic spore, even the Moon God’s worms couldn’t resist.

Mr. Question Mark noticed the problem, turned to face the white lady in the corner, "You hurry away..." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

However,

In less than a second, the spores spread affecting the whole space, creating brain-groove grooves on the solution room walls, it seemed they had entered someone’s cerebral interior.

Moreover, this brain was clearly not right, neural arcs formed unnaturally, seeming diseased, seemingly enveloped by severe epilepsy.

Simultaneously,

A magnetic man’s voice came from behind the door:

"Since you’re here, come inside together... Just as well we lack two people. Mr. Yi is busy elsewhere, I’m quite bored here.

No worries,

This is my epileptic brain; it’s my theater; it’s my black hole essence.

Here, you’re absolutely safe, none shall eavesdrop on our conversation.

Of course, this is limited to this time. Even I don’t quite dare to anger that ’boss.’

You’ve taken good care of Jia Wen for a long time, while my epidemic urgently needs supplement from fresh and intense viruses; Jia Wen is a surprisingly appropriate virus carrier, his future can be infinitely expanded here.

During the Great Selection period, I privately took him away, quite sorry."

The door body opened.

Inside correlated with a small room also laden with brain tissues, spores floated all around, an automatic Mahjong table situated in the middle.

The long-unseen Jia Wen rose, still aged, donned in his former white suit, yet his eyes sparkled, staring at Mr. Question Mark.

Correspondingly,

Mr. Question Mark’s brain rapidly completed related memories, recollecting this old friend.

No further dialogue, both synchronously advanced, shaking hands and embracing.

"Sorry, boss..."

"Just be alive."

Simultaneously,

Mr. Question Mark’s gaze caught sight of another person in the room,

An impeccably suited man, appearance rivaling his, currently smilingly gazing over.

It was visible, all spores encircled this person, it seemed all plagues originated from this person, or he indeed was the epidemic himself.

Moreover, on his shoulder stood a pet resembling an eyeball, seemingly small, yet seemingly able to emit burning intensity surpassing a star’s anomaly.

"You found this place, proving you indeed surpass expectations. Jia Wen often mentioned your uniqueness; initially, I didn’t believe, now I do... I thought you were gone.

Come, play a few Mahjong rounds, exchange mildly."