The Wasteland Trial Ends: S-Rank Rating and a Golden Civilization Chest

The moment Yu Yuan heard the announcement, he sprang up and frantically stuffed everything in the room into his Rabbit Ring.

Books, notebooks, supplies—not even a pen or a sheet of paper escaped.

If the laboratory equipment he had found in the Blood Laboratory hadn't taken up most of the ring's space,

he would have shoved the desks in there too.

The safe, however, was fixed to the wall. All he could do was open it.

Yu Yuan swore

he had never picked a lock so fast in his life!

The instant the safe opened, he ignored the alerts ringing in his ears.

He swept everything into his Rabbit Ring and bolted for the stairwell.

He ran flat out!

Yu Yuan was sprinting for his life!

"Damn it! Why'd they build the blasted stairwell so far away?" he cursed inwardly, his feet moving even faster.

[5... 4... 3...]

With three seconds left, Yu Yuan reached the stairwell.

--[Beep! Neurotoxin Gas release initiated!]

As the announcement sounded again, Yu Yuan looked back and saw the sprinklers on the seventh-floor ceiling spraying yellow-green gas.

The once-dark office space immediately filled with a murky haze.

Yu Yuan was about to get out of there as fast as he could. With the gas so concentrated, it would probably spread into the stairwell soon.

But as the Neurotoxin Gas reached the stairwell, it seemed to hit an invisible wall. It remained confined to the seventh floor.

Yu Yuan stopped and stared at the strange sight. He took an arrow from his Rabbit Ring and slowly extended it forward. Meeting no resistance, the arrow passed straight into the gas.

"What kind of technology is this? Or is it some other power?"

Yu Yuan wondered.

He knew it was beyond anything he could figure out right now.