The dust from the factory collapse had not yet dispersed when Zhang Yang's gaze was drawn to the faint green light flickering in the depths of the ruins.
The light pierced through the gaps in the bricks, like the pupil of some living creature, flickering in the dusty air.
"Something's not right." Zhang Yang gripped the dagger at his waist.
At the same time, he felt a searing heat emanating from the Jade Pendant on his chest, prompting him to lower his head in surprise, as if the pendant was responding to the green light.
This gave Zhang Yang a bad premonition.
Jin Tuantuan followed Zhang Yang's gaze and then, with a furrowed brow, asked, "Do you want the guys to go down and check it out?"
"No need." Zhang Yang shook his head in refusal.
His eyes swept over the scattered fragments of the incubation chamber, noting that one piece was stained with a half-congealed green liquid, corroding the metal floor at a speed visible to the naked eye.
