Facts were always stranger than fiction.
Duanmu Huai had originally thought he was following the plot of one of those sci-fi horror movies set in space: the rescue team arrived, everyone was dead, and then they investigated what had happened there. It was a tired old plot.
Of course, for Duanmu Huai, that would have been the ideal situation. After all, if everyone was really dead, there would be no trouble at all.
So when he reached the bottom of the pit and found the smoking barrel of a gun shoved straight in his face, he froze for a moment.
"Hey, who are you!?"
A large mercenary aimed his gun at Duanmu Huai with a grim expression.
"How did you get here!?"
Should I kill all these people right now?
Facing the gun barrel, Duanmu Huai thought for a second before making a decision.
"I'm here to help."
It would be too easy to kill these people now. Who knew what was inside this Mechanicus Sect ruin? Besides, Duanmu Huai wasn't sure whether the Mechanicus Sect had turned traitor. If it had, leaving one or two more meat shields behind to sweep for mines wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Help."
Hearing Duanmu Huai's answer, the large man frowned and stared at him. Since Duanmu Huai had come in a hurry, he was only wearing the clothing essential for Antarctica, but it was still clear that he was a petite girl. And the fact that she had come here alone was deeply unsettling.
"That's right. Professor Williams asked me to come."
"..."
Faced with Duanmu Huai's answer, the large man hesitated for a moment, then made a gesture. Soon, another companion quickly left. A short while later, they returned with a thin old man. The latter wore glasses and looked like