The airtight door had barely opened a crack when a rich, strange fragrance that was almost suffocating wafted out from within.
The expressions of Sun Hang and the other two changed. They immediately pulled out their gas masks and covered their faces.
"Damn, this smell isn't poisonous, is it?" the Fisherman's voice came through the gas mask, muffled and heavy.
"Not sure..." Yano's expression was grim. The smell had caught them completely off guard, and all three had inhaled at least a little of it.
"Do you feel anything wrong with your body?" the Fisherman asked again. "I don't know why, but I have a really strange feeling."
"What kind of strange feeling?" Yano asked.
"A... feeling I can't describe... It feels really comfortable, really pleasant... I keep wanting to take off my gas mask and breathe in a few more mouthfuls," the Fisherman said.
"I feel it too." Yano nodded. "This smell is highly alluring and addictive... Fortunately, we didn't inhale much of it."
After properly securing the gas masks that they had hastily put on, Sun Hang walked up to the airtight door again and slowly pushed the heavy door to one side.
The Fisherman and Yano Seiichi both instinctively tensed up, staring fixedly at the tunnel gradually being revealed behind the door.
By the faint light filtering in from outside, they could vaguely make out a huge, irregular shadow coiled within the tunnel...
"It really is huge... It's practically blocked the entire tunnel." The Fisherman frowned. "How are we supposed to get through this...?"
At last, the airtight door was pushed fully aside. Only then did the three see clearly that the thing occupying the tunnel was a countless mass of vines. Even the thinnest vines were two circles thicker than Sun Hang's arm. Their surfaces were