Vortices appeared.
And they appeared in great numbers.
The moment the vortices appeared, anyone near them was instantly sucked inside.
A total of one hundred and fifty-seven vortices appeared on the bottom level of the Bunker.
Most of these vortices were white. If someone was sucked into a vortex, after a while, it might disappear, or... its color might slowly change.
On the bottom level, there were one hundred and seven white vortices, thirty-five blue vortices, and fifteen purple vortices.
The vortices floated high overhead. If their danger was left out of consideration...
White, blue, and purple appeared in the sky in swirling forms, evoking Vincent van Gogh's painting, The Starry Night.
That was the feeling Wen Xishu had when he saw these vortices from the Safe House on the Second Floor.
They looked just like that world-famous painting, The Starry Night.
This seemed to be an unprecedented great devourment, whether in terms of the number of mutated people or the number of vortices...
Not only Wen Xishu, but even others who had experienced a great devourment were shocked by the sight.
On the Second Floor, there were ninety-nine vortices in total.
Among them were forty-five white vortices, twenty-five blue vortices, twenty purple vortices, and nine orange vortices.
Those nine orange vortices were like nine suns.
Matthew Jones, one of the Five Elders, was slightly stunned at the sight:
"How could there be so many vortices? Where did these bottom-level ants get so much resentment?"
Luo Feng, another of the Elders, thought of Mr. Jin. He felt they had to invite Mr. Jin.
Xun Hui and Wen Renjing looked at the vortices overhead. Wen Renjing said:
"Looks like we can't save the bottom level or the Second Floor. This happened too suddenly."
Xun Hui nodded:
"I'm afraid we need to