Wei Huo sensed his surroundings carefully. The chips behind the necks of the prisoners on the platform had been removed. At that moment, several cameras were monitoring them in that huge space.
Wei Huo and the others called these things cameras. In reality, they looked like cameras but were not like cameras at all. They were invisible and formless. They could hide in the air, appear in any corner, and move around. They were more like invisible eyeballs.
At that moment, the voice seemed to have seen the prisoners on the platform through the magical cameras. It was confused by what it saw. "Why are there 13 people? Did those guys make such a blunder again? Forget it. It makes no difference anyway."
