At this moment.
Somewhere within Headquarters.
Eight minutes had passed since the first door opening. According to the plan, there were still two minutes until the second opening.
Cao Yanhua stood outside the room without saying a word, his expression grave.
The second opening would almost determine the life or death of Li Jun's team. If they still did not emerge from the door, then it could almost be concluded that they had been wiped out in the Ghost Domain of the ghost painting. As for the third opening, it was merely one final check made while clinging to the last shred of hope.
In truth, it did not mean much.
Anyone who had dealt with supernatural incidents knew that once a ghost set its sights on someone, whether they were a Ghost Tamer or an ordinary person, they either escaped or died.
Trying to survive for a long time after being attacked by a ghost was practically impossible.
"One minute thirty seconds left. Old Qin, please be prepared. This time is especially critical," Cao Yanhua said heavily as he snapped out of his worry.
"Don't worry. I'll keep a close watch on it." Old Qin's voice came from inside the room, hoarse and strangely unsettling.
"Thank you."
Cao Yanhua nodded, then turned and said, "Professor Wang, if this fails, do you have an alternative evacuation plan? At a time like this, I hope you won't keep anything from us."
Wang Xiaoming said nothing. He still wore a calm expression, even appearing somewhat dull.
Cao Yanhua was left speechless. He knew this Professor Wang very well.
Whenever this man made plans, he often tucked away some ulterior motives. In the past, Cao Yanhua would not have questioned him. As long as the major problem was resolved, a few minor schemes