...This is the Black Dot Group's research facility?
Standing in the dimly lit, eerie corridor of the space station, Yu Sheng froze for two or three seconds before looking up at the black webs crisscrossing the place, seeming to run through the entire facility.
"...This is hardcore." He could not help muttering under his breath.
How should he put it? They truly lived up to their reputation as the universe's most notorious extreme academics. Even after seeing at a glance that the Omen Goddess had wreaked havoc throughout the research facility, they could still take it in stride. Just the webs visible before him would be enough to keep Eileen grunting away at her weaving for half an hour, yet those Argraideans could still enthusiastically tinker with stones in their laboratory. Their nerves were so broad they could probably fit two Hulis...
Though it had to be winter Huli. She was fluffier then.
With these strange thoughts turning in his mind, Yu Sheng began cautiously walking down the corridor. At the same time, he tried to determine the direction of the circular laboratory from the bloodstains he had left behind.
After walking forward for a while, he began to feel that something was wrong.
It was quiet—too quiet. There was not a single person along the way. He could not even sense the presence of another living being.
Yu Sheng stopped at an intersection and cautiously looked around, but all he could see was dim lighting, empty and silent corridors, and webs running through the space station. The place was not actually lacking in lighting, but for some reason, every lamp in the corridor seemed shrouded in a gray-black veil, making everything look as though he were viewing it through a curtain.
If only one or two areas had been