When Qi Dian and Zhao Xing'er were escorted to the potion room, Yue Wen did not follow them, remaining under the Trace-Hiding Art.
He was not worried about their safety. Even if Qi Dian was not strong enough, Zhao Xing'er was there. What he needed to worry about was Xing'er going on a killing spree without distinguishing friend from foe, not whether they would be safe.
The two staff members earlier had said there was a problem in the holding cells, and everyone had gone over there.
So after a moment's thought, Yue Wen headed straight toward the place where the aura was strongest, intending to take a look at the holding cells first.
He advanced slowly under the Trace-Hiding Art. Along the way, he saw many staff members in protective suits hurrying back and forth, as well as a group of black-clad security personnel carrying long batons.
The security guards' batons all qualified as magical artifacts. Their tips looked like solid copper and were inscribed with formation patterns. Upon striking someone, they would release electric dragons to paralyze them. They were probably specially made to deal with the test subjects.
There were many sealed observation rooms on either side of the passage, with sleeping test subjects inside and names written on the labels outside. Most of the subjects under observation had already mutated, with long red hair growing from various parts of their bodies. Some even had deformed faces, a pair of pointed ears, or large, furry tails.
They all looked like foxes?
There were dozens of these observation rooms. Only after passing them all did Yue Wen reach the holding-cell area.
The situation here looked even more horrifying. Every cell had thick red walls. Yue Wen recognized the material as the red hardstone he had seen two days