Could not see the light thrown in from outside.
The building's backup emergency power supply system, after holding on for a moment, also went on strike.
The bright lights from the few electronic devices equipped with storage batteries seemed to be eroded swiftly by the moisture, hovering on the brink of malfunction.
The thick darkness gradually contaminated this place.
Darkness and the increasingly damp air participated in a strange catalytic reaction, becoming so thick it nearly caused fainting and suffocation.
Counting the time, Schroeder hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashing with determination.
Even without the light, he was very familiar with this place, and could find his way around with his eyes closed.
He retrieved a charged emergency light from a cabinet.
He opened the black briefcase he carried with him.
Inside was a vial of medicine. It was developed based on the fragments of the "genes of the gods" he had obtained.
