Dr. Chen was a middle-aged man in his early forties.
He had left the Ping An Technology Research Base some time ago.
He had not left voluntarily. The research institute had shut down, and he had lost his job.
Having participated in several important studies of supernatural incidents, he understood all too well how many terrifying things lurked beneath this peaceful world. So he decided he needed to make plans early. If he continued researching supernatural phenomena, he believed that sooner or later, he would die in some out-of-control supernatural experiment.
So, now that he had been fired, Dr. Chen took the opportunity to turn down other invitations and transfers to other research institutions. Instead, he brought several assistants with him to Dachang City.
He did not know any of the people in charge, nor did he know any captain-level figures.
Fortunately, Dr. Chen had met Yang Jian once before and briefly spoken with him.
So Dr. Chen placed his future and his hopes on Dachang City.
"Professor, I honestly don't think we should have come here. If we had transferred to another research institution, both our status and benefits would have been far better than here. More importantly, Yang Jian is not particularly interested in researching supernatural incidents. We definitely won't be valued much."
Inside the staff dormitory.
Dr. Chen and his two assistants had gathered together to chat.
One of the assistants complained, deeply dissatisfied.
Whether in terms of diplomas, academic qualifications, or work experience, they were all undeniably top-tier talents.
Yet they were stuck here, wasting their time.
To them, it was an insult.
Dr. Chen merely smiled. "It's normal for you to think that way, but I see things differently. At the very least, we no longer need to deal with those ghostly things all day,