The pursuit continued into a complex underground cavern.
A hole had been smashed through the sewer's brick wall, leading into the cavern. At the entrance, the Witches from Tan Yue's team had already cast several scroll spells, turning the ground into grass and purifying the stench around them. Then, with a clang clang clang, they hammered out two steel isolation doors to seal off the opening.
Tan Yue held her forehead, her face full of frustration. "Uwah, this is bad. Witch Disease patients who've already reached the mature stage are really hard to catch..."
She pointed toward a bend in the sewer. "Seal that place off too. The only route through the sewers leading here is the way we came. This might be a very rare mutant strain—very clever..."
"Yang Daijun, take Jiang Han and set up camp. Damn it, we might have to work overtime today... This is bad. My bestie is still waiting at home to watch TV with me. Today's the premiere of the new show, Ghost Adventure Diary!"
Bestie, bestie—there was honey in the inner chambers... Jiang Han could not help recalling that saying. She quietly studied Tan Yue. The other woman was the rather unusual sort: handsome and sunny-looking, like a bright young lad, yet the faint charm between her brows and eyes could not be dispelled.
Whoa. Good woman.
Hehe.
Jiang Han turned around and saw that Yang Daijun had already taken out a scroll and cast a spell to create an air-sealing wall, along with a communication device resembling a gramophone.
She was not shameless enough to just stand around watching without helping, so she stepped forward and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
Yang Daijun was gentle enough in her manner. She pointed at the gramophone. "After you infuse it with