That was right. When he heard the mission mention the abyss, Fu Qian's first thought was of the target everyone had been pursuing in the underground laboratory.
One had to learn to identify the commonalities between things. The abyss was always associated with things like pollution and chaos.
And of all the elements they had encountered along the way, that fluorescent substance seemed by far the most contaminating.
Though according to the information the death row inmate had obtained, it was called Prism.
In fact, that was also why Fu Qian had a bad feeling about this.
The "Company" was free to name whatever they were researching anything they liked.
But with a mission to find the source of the colors, that misleading name was far too convenient to be a coincidence.
Anyone hearing it would probably let their guard down and charge straight toward the lowest level of the Third District.
Like his five teammates.
To be fair, each of them had demonstrated their own professional strengths, and each approached the mission differently.
Yet after being led astray, they had all chosen to go all in. The result spoke for itself.
That sort of tactic reeked of conspiracy.
As the thought crossed his mind, Fu Qian didn't open the door. Instead, he jumped straight out through the hole in the wall.
The three people in the screening room were acquaintances, more or less. No need to open the door and disturb them.
He wondered how the others were faring.
Before long, Fu Qian stood by the secret exit he had used earlier and surveyed the research building in the distance.
Judging by the traces, no one else had left through here.
The connection between the Third District's lowest level and the abyss was still only a guess, but