Gu Jianlin leaned in front of the computer screen, lost in thought.
This picture is excessively blurry, obviously due to interference from an unknown magnetic field, yet one can still discern the tangled tree roots and the strange patterns that seem burned like molten lava, even a glance through the screen feels uncomfortable, as if there's a bizarre allure making one go mad.
"Do you remember the section of tree root we saw at Penglai Fairy Island back then?"
Moon Princess propped her chin with her hand, tilting her head slightly, a cool scent wafting among her hair: "I think it must be the same thing, but it seems slightly different, making me feel a bit uneasy."
Other than this photo, the laptop doesn't contain anything else of value.
It shows the members of The Order of the Hidden are very cautious.
They regularly clean their electronic devices, leaving no traces behind.
