"Eating people?" Shang Jianyao instantly became excited.
He said in a tone as though he was exchanging countersigns, "Is it written all over that people are eaten?"
The female figure glanced at him and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"
Shang Jianyao tersely grunted and asked seriously, "How do you know that 'They' are secretly eating people?"
Before the female figure could speak, the Fourth Research Institute's residential area suddenly turned dark.
The sun in the sky was covered by dark clouds that had drifted over at some point in time. The air around them seemed to welcome the arrival of a storm. It was oppressive and depressing, making it difficult to breathe properly. It was abnormally uncomfortable.
The female figure clearly trembled a few times and said, "There was a sudden weakening. Then, everyone died—all of them!"
Her voice revealed indescribable fear and some form of hysteria.
