The abandoned underground parking lot was completely dark.
This parking lot area was very large, almost the same as the buildings on the ground.
It was once designed according to the standard of one car per house.
John's footsteps landed in a puddle.
Water droplets splattered everywhere and ripples spread out.
The air was very hazy.
He lowered his head and panted softly.
He walked to a pillar and extended his hand.
He placed his warm palm on it and closed his eyes.
It was as if he was sensing some changes.
Drip.
A cold drop of water landed on the back of John's hand.
He opened his eyes.
He reached out and grabbed.
Five finger marks were pressed into the solid pillar.
It seemed unusually damp.
John looked at the steps in Foresee.
He constantly calculated the reactions of the various parties and predicted their reactions.
In his ears.
