You're Not An Xiaotong! Who Are You?!

"Come closer."

Gu Huangquan frowned slightly. "There are only the two of us here. Are you afraid someone might overhear?"

"I mean, come over here and help me pluck out these white hairs first! If someone sees them, where am I supposed to put my face?"

Gu Huangquan: "..."

"Exit! The exit!"

Bai Ye, who had been sprinting through the Experimental Base, finally saw a glimmer of hope.

Cold moonlight streamed through the huge hole everyone had entered through earlier, spilling across the silver-white alloy floor like liquid mercury.

For some reason, ever since dealing with White Ze, he felt as though his luck had improved. Charging about recklessly, he had actually found a way out.

"I can finally leave this godforsaken place!" Bai Ye's face lit up with joy. He had no idea how long it would take White Ze to recover, so the farther away he got before then, the better.

White Ze was even harder to deal with than the Tyrant, Yang Jie. Yang Jie was ultimately still within the realm of humanity and could be handled with Time Stop, but White Ze was immortal and indestructible, impossible to attack or defend against, and could fucking teleport. It was absurdly overpowered!

Even a monster like that was only No. 039. There were another thirty-eight even more terrifying God-Taboo Objects ahead of it. Whoever wanted to stay in a hellhole like the Experimental Base could stay.

Bai Ye finally understood why the person who wrote the God-Taboo Object Register had not documented Nos. 001 through 010. They really had not been playing mysterious. God-Taboo Objects were simply too bizarre. Recording these existences that defied all reason might itself bring disaster.

As he raced toward the exit, he considered what to do next.

First, he definitely had