This was a room of nothing but black.
Not a sliver of light could pass through the tightly sealed door, and not a whisper of sound could penetrate the walls packed with soundproofing material. There was only boundless darkness and suffocating silence. In such an environment, breathing and heartbeats sounded unusually loud, even grating. Every tiny sound was amplified endlessly, until, in the end, you could even hear the blood slowly flowing through your own veins.
In an environment that deprived you of all your senses, time lost its meaning as well.
Bo Yi lay quietly on the floor, counting his heartbeats. This "dark cell," which could drive an ordinary person mad within minutes, no longer bothered him in the slightest. He even had the leisure to count his heartbeats to estimate how much time had passed.
He was waiting.
60 seconds...
120 seconds...
When he reached the six-hundredth second, Bo Yi slowly sat up. From experience, he knew there would be no guards outside by now.
He got to his feet unhurriedly and walked straight ahead.
Soon, his toes touched the wall. He reached out and began feeling along it, his hands rustling faintly against the surface. Seconds and minutes passed before he finally found the seam between the door and the wall.
He let out a long breath.
Fortunately, he had made sure of his bearings before lying down... Otherwise, blindly searching four walls this large, inch by inch, would have taken who knew how long.
Once he found the seam, Bo Yi bent down and rolled up his trouser leg. Then he extended a finger and used his nail, deliberately filed to a sharp point, to lightly slice open the thin skin on the inside of his calf-he had no choice. The people from the Scientific