"Hmm?"
The two people beside the jeep were both visibly stunned when they heard Lu Xin's answer.
This answer seemed somewhat different from what they had expected.
"Oh no..."
At the same time, behind Lu Xin—or rather, behind the corner of the old building—Dr. An looked up and saw the two people.
Her face changed dramatically, her pupils shrinking sharply.
She looked as if she had seen a ghost. Almost instinctively, she immediately pulled herself back behind the old building.
But she could not help poking her head out again to look ahead.
"Who are those two?"
The two Dr. Wangs and Master Li beside them were clearly confused, and asked curiously.
"Our... our predecessors..."
Dr. An drew in a deep breath. After a full two or three seconds, she finally spoke in a low voice:
"I've only seen them in photographs, but I can recognize them. They should be the two founders of the Crimson Moon Research Institute."
"One of them was the Crimson Moon Research Institute's largest investor back then, the leader of a mysterious organization from the previous civilization..."
"It's truly incredible. He doesn't seem to have aged at all."
"The other was the Crimson Moon Research Institute's chief researcher at the time, and the director of the high-dimensional life research project..."
"My God, how could the two of them have come here themselves? This, this, this shouldn't be happening..."
"Shouldn't they have sent a few minor monsters first?"
"..."
"Holy crap..."
The two doctors and the engineer were startled as well. They hurriedly poked their heads out to take a look, then quickly ducked back.
"It really is them?"
"Then they must be people from the previous civilization..."
"I... I have this faint urge to ask them for autographs. Is that normal?"
"..."
"Stop talking..."
Dr.