In a haze, Lin Jie found himself in a desolate wilderness.
There were no lights, no people, only himself wandering aimlessly in the wasteland.
Lin Jie instinctively felt an enormous danger approaching.
In his anxiety, he reached into his pocket, hoping to pull out the scalpel inside, but what he pulled out was a soft, limp IV tube.
Three figures emerged from the surrounding darkness, slowly approaching him.
Bald Man, Long-haired Man, Tattooed Man.
Seeing the faces of the three, Lin Jie's heart filled with panic, wanting to escape, but his body felt immensely heavy, as if bearing a mountain, each move was a hundred times slower than usual.
The figures of the three merged, miraculously forming a strange-looking creature.
This creature raised its hand, a gun barrel shimmering with a ghostly light aimed right at Lin Jie's forehead.
