Wan Haihao's eyelids twitched slightly. His heart pounded wildly, and his breathing grew rapid.
The voice that rang out in his mind absolutely couldn't be a hallucination!
The voice I've been hearing in my dreams these past few days was caused by extraterrestrial life-forms?
In an instant, Wan Haihao's thoughts raced, and his pupils widened slightly.
The Area A3 Nightmare Incident had only happened two weeks ago...
Although his current situation differed from that of the more than one thousand people who experienced the incident in Area A3, he immediately made a decision when faced with this situation.
Wan Haihao abruptly rose to his feet and left his desk. He was about to push open the door and find Society President Huang Weiguo to explain the matter.
At the end of the day, he was kind by nature.
He didn't want the people around him to be harmed because of his foolish failure to report what he knew.
He was still five meters from the door.
Three meters...
One meter!
Wan Haihao grabbed the doorknob and was about to turn it when he suddenly felt his entire body stiffen. Every cell in him seemed to be filled with cement, and his whole body froze in front of the door. He couldn't move even half a finger.
The voice, which had been somewhat indistinct, suddenly became ten times clearer.
"A body blessed with exceptional talent."
"A spirit as fragile as a child's."
The speaker was probably a male extraterrestrial life-form.
At first, the other party's Mandarin had sounded somewhat strange, but now every word was pronounced clearly and properly, as standard as that of a news anchor.
That person's voice... Wan Haihao's eyes shifted as he pondered silently.
He had never heard a similar voice before.
It was like wind singing,