"Du Ming..." Jiang Li landed in front of the black coffin with Du Ming's name, gingerly touching the plaque. He couldn't imagine that the person who was just passionately introducing himself to him was lying here, devoid of life, his soul gone.
Du Ming, lying here, was completely dehydrated. His skin was so thin, the skeletal frame was visible. His eye sockets were void of eyeballs. His lips couldn't close, revealing shriveled gums.
Jiang Li had no idea how long Du Ming had been immersed in the blue solution.
Du Ming's plaque revealed his personal details – he was born in 5839 of the Gou Le era and was immersed in the solution in 5885 of the Gou Le era. He was a small-time employee under a company affiliated with the Flying Sky Corporation. He had a wife and a son.
His wife and son lay next to him.
Jiang Li never heard Du Ming talk about his family members.
"Did you know him?" Bai Hongtu asked, noticing Jiang Li's demeanor.
