Ling Yue stumbled out of the hatch, her legs wobbling beneath her as she tried to steady herself. Her head throbbed, the pounding pain making it difficult to think straight. The heat from the volcanic activity was almost unbearable, and she could feel the sweat dripping down her forehead. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to focus.
"Uh, the two went ahead?... Assholes," Ling Yue groaned as she struggled onward like a drunken mess, though in actuality, it was even worse. Each step seemed to get slightly better with each passing moment, but the progress was painfully slow.
The laboratory was a maze of white hallways, sleek and sterile, with artificial lighting casting a cold glow. The walls were lined with advanced technology—panels, screens, and intricate machinery—that didn't bother Ling Yue anymore but still looked far beyond anything she had seen before. She tried to move cautiously, her senses dulled due to her weakened state.
