Inside the Construction Engineering Institute, Wang Jianshe was drenched in sweat.
"Stop looking. Even if you stare a hole through it, I'm still canceling the invitation."
Su Wuwei looked away and sighed regretfully. "I was going to trick Captain Ye into coming over. Something interesting was bound to happen. What a shame. Old Wang, couldn't you be a little braver?"
Wang Jianshe bristled and glared, slapping the table in protest.
"Look at the scene behind that young woman, then listen to what you're saying. Search your conscience before you speak to me again. Su Wuwei, are you trying to blow up the Construction Engineering Institute? What good would that do you?!"
Su Wuwei spread his hands. Old Wang really was overthinking things. One look at the scholars behind Ye Buyu made it clear that researching soul's new path had driven them into a frenzy. At certain critical moments, scholars did tend to be somewhat less than human.
After all, achieving results and approaching the truth meant getting closer to the divine. And the closer one got to the divine, the farther one naturally strayed from humanity.
Once the project ended, they would return to normal.
"She's only Fourth Tier. What could she do?"
Wang Jianshe dearly wanted to spit in Su Wuwei's face.
Don't you know what you've done? Open your eyes and look at the Doomsday Tower's progress bar overhead. You've nearly elbowed it off its divine pedestal.
That used to be a miracle. You people have practically stripped it of all its mystique, and you still have the nerve to look innocent.
"I can't control you. Go wherever you like, just don't bring your dangerous teammates up here."
Wang Jianshe spoke in half threat, half warning. "If you bring them up here, I'll go fight [Iron Prison] to