There were marks on the metal walls, resembling fingerprints. Those who noticed this exchanged glances, a hint of seriousness in their eyes.
It seemed the situation was not quite as they had imagined.
"Old Wang, do you smell blood?" Zhu Gui asked.
"Yes."
Old Wang nodded, indeed there was a hint of blood scent, though very faint, but in such a tense moment, any smell lingering in the air was acutely noticeable.
Step by step, they cautiously moved forward.
Arriving at an electronic door.
Before they could think about opening it, the electronic door sensed people and automatically opened, with an electronic voice arising simultaneously.
"Cultivation Room"
Upon hearing the voice, their expressions slightly changed.
A bit startled.
When they looked around at the surroundings, everyone was even more stunned, frozen in place.
All around were incubation pods, with various bizarre human forms encased in unknown liquids.
