"What were they doing?"
Inside the bar, the candlelight flickered from time to time, making the surroundings alternately bright and dim.
Chen Xun sat upright on a barstool, both hands pinned to the table by shards of glass. Blood had already pooled into two puddles.
A piercing pain tormented him constantly. Moving hurt, and staying still hurt. The sharp glass fragments seemed to have flowed along with the blood into his veins. His palms had begun to tremble uncontrollably, and every shudder made the pain worse.
So he could only try his best to shift his attention and sense the changes around him.
He was not an ability user, but from the trembling of the floor and the faint roars that seemed to come from several floors away, he could roughly guess what was happening. A helpless smile appeared on his face. "What is that guy doing right now?"
"Does he really think God's Body can be killed by brute force?"
"What is Dr. Zhao Shiming doing too?"
"Even now, he still hasn't understood what God's true power is?"
"..."
He muttered to himself, and his palm trembled involuntarily.
Immediately afterward, abnormal pain drilled into his mind and dragged him out of rational thought.
It hurt.
He knew that pain was a normal reaction caused by damage to an injured area stimulating the nerves, which then transmitted the signal to the central nervous system.
It was nothing serious.
But it really hurt!
"The experiment has succeeded. God... has descended!"
When Lu Xin followed that tunnel-loving god upward, chasing it floor by floor, several people in black cloaks were sitting in a conference room somewhere in Central City that was accustomed to keeping its lights off. They were sharing the information just transmitted by the outpost.
The person responsible