"Uh, his match ended too quickly," said one of the subordinates nearby, "He probably won the match and had nothing to do, so he went for a walk around the school."
"...." Wang Ming was speechless, "What kind of luck is this, picking today of all days."
In the principal's office of Tianyi Academy, Guo Zetian knelt down in bewilderment, looking at the young man in front of him, his eyes filled with fear.
Just moments ago, this young man had employed all sorts of terrifying methods on him, as if carving away at his soul bit by bit with a sharp blade.
What terrified him the most was that the damage caused by this person was clearly manifested on every one of his Sandbox selves.
He was killing all versions of himself.
Guo Zetian had been able to thrive under the Exploration Bureau for so long because of his Sandbox clones, as long as he still had usable Sandbox individuals, the Bureau's expulsion had no substantial effect on him.
