Wang Zheng felt as if his entire body had gone numb... Instinctively, he reached down and touched his crotch.
Thank goodness, it wasn't wet.
Not pissing himself from fright was a victory... Wang Zheng consoled himself like that. He took a deep breath and slightly calmed the terror in his heart.
"O-Old Xu, look, I wasn't wrong, was I?" Although Chimera Seventeen was dozens of kilometers away from Bunker One, Wang Zheng still lowered his voice unconsciously, as though Chimera Seventeen could hear their conversation.
However, when Wang Zheng turned to look at Old Xu, he found that Old Xu had gone completely rigid, his face filled with utter terror.
"Old Xu?" Wang Zheng froze. Just a few seconds ago, Old Xu had been telling him, "What's there to be scared of?" So why did he now look like he was scared out of his mind?
Something was wrong!
Wang Zheng suddenly realized that Old Xu was a battle-hardened elite investigator, hailed by his peers as a "living legend." He had seen far too much; no matter how bizarre or horrifying something was, Old Xu had probably witnessed it with his own eyes. How could a few monster faces on Chimera Seventeen scare him this badly?
Even Wang Zheng himself had recovered. There was no way Old Xu could have been frightened into this state!
Old Xu must have discovered something even worse!
"Old Xu?" Wang Zheng asked in a trembling whisper. "Are you... okay?"
"Shh..." Old Xu said in an extremely low voice. His right hand, resting against the outside of his thigh, discreetly moved toward the holster at his waist. "Move quietly. Stand up, then get out."
Old Xu's voice was even softer than Wang Zheng's, as though a sleeping baby lay beside him and he was terrified