Su Hong's eye twitched uncontrollably at the sight. At first glance, Jing Hongchen's disguise sounded perfectly reasonable, but on closer thought, wasn't that the biggest flaw?
What kind of exhibition hall had so many people coming and going every day? Visiting was one thing, but it was always the same group of people every day. Sometimes, they would come in to "visit" for several days without leaving. It would be strange if no one noticed something was wrong.
Su Hong looked at the twenty elevators arranged in an arc. Each elevator was full of metallic texture and could hold more than ten people, and he silently mocked them in his heart.
Jing Hongchen, however, knew nothing of this. He led Su Hong to one of the elevators and swiped his identity card.
"Ding!"
The elevator doors opened instantly, and the two of them stepped inside.
After entering, Su Hong was still wondering why the elevator had not started moving when he saw Jing Hongchen place his hand against a metal panel beside the doors. Only then did the elevator begin to move slowly.
"Hall Master Hongchen, why does this elevator need a Milk Bottle to operate? If the user has to inject Soul Power every time, wouldn't that be rather inconvenient? If some Soul Engineers lack sufficient Soul Power and get stuck halfway, wouldn't they have to recover their Soul Power before continuing?" Su Hong asked.
"Milk Bottle? What is that? A Soul Tool capable of storing Soul Power? The name does fit rather well." Jing Hongchen thought over Su Hong's words before saying, "However, the situation Dean Su described has rarely happened. Although the Soul Engineers who can enter Mingde Hall may not be strong in battle, their cultivation is generally above level 60 or 70. They would not