"If that day ever comes for me, I absolutely won't die without any dignity." Chai Sheng suddenly said.
"Look on the bright side. Maybe you won't live long enough to see the day you start deteriorating," Xu Huo consoled him.
"Haha, good point." Chai Sheng's left hand, wearing a metal glove, dragged hard across the blade. After a sharp scraping sound, the longsword gleamed even brighter. He gave it a forceful swing and strode forward. "Let me send them off for good!"
The two of them fought their way forward, taking out more than twenty Aliens before they finally came across an empty room. It seemed to be a staff break room. There were no important files, but there was an attendance log with numbered entries.
"If you've done nothing wrong, you've got nothing to fear," Chai Sheng said, tapping the logbook. "Look at this. They don't even dare connect their terminals while doing this work, and they use numbers instead of names."
Xu Huo glanced at him and turned to head for the next room. But the moment he stepped through the doorway, the same thing happened again. The door slammed shut behind him, and the corridor sank downward.
"Fuck..." Chai Sheng's voice disappeared as the walls closed together.
Xu Huo merely looked up, then shifted his gaze away and swept it across the surveillance camera embedded in the wall ahead.
This was the second underground level. Unlike the bright level above, it was dim, with fewer lights. It seemed they had deliberately lowered the lighting to accommodate something.
"Tap, tap, tap..." Xu Huo's footsteps echoed through the spacious area. He walked a short distance, then stopped in front of a heavy metal door.
There was an abnormal breathing sound behind it.
The person on the other side probably