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The people present seemed to subconsciously tense up.
They could feel the old principal's deep sorrow and the regret that she could not forget even after so many years.
However, this did not seem to be a new topic.
As the old principal had said, their deaths had been buried in the chaos caused by the red Moon incident ...
How many people died in that catastrophe that turned 70% of the world into lunatics? How many people had lost their loved ones? How many people would fall asleep in sorrow like the old principal every night and wake up crying in tears?
Let this disaster pass like a dream. Many people had similar thoughts ...
The old principal ...
so, from that time, I thought ...
While everyone was mulling over the matter carefully, a smile slowly appeared on the old principal's face.
"How can I turn this idea into reality?"
“..”
"Swish!"
