The Central Control Room was dark; He Ao could only rely on his own vision and the faint light of the monitor to observe the dry corpse.
The corpse had a ferocious expression, staring intently at the mirror in front of it, as if there was some kind of enemy inside that provoked its anger.
He Ao, carrying the bone sword, carefully approached.
He didn't walk directly up to the dry corpse but instead threw the bone sword from a distance, aiming it at the mirror in front of the corpse.
Bang—
Accompanied by a soft noise, the mirror shattered on cue, countless tiny fragments scattering down.
This mirror did not exhibit any oddities.
The bone sword pierced into the wall behind the mirror, lodging itself there.
He Ao inched closer, then cautiously pulled out the bone sword from the wall.
No problems arose.
The presence within the mirror seemed to have long since departed.
He Ao turned around and looked at the dry corpse kneeling on the ground.
