The owner of the lab, carrying a fox, leisurely led the guest behind him deeper into the lab.
Researchers in black robes passed by them, hurriedly carrying heavy documents and baskets full of crystals the size of fingertips.
The young scholarship student looking at the suspicious looking black mist swirling in the crystal orbs felt like he had missed something.
It wasn't until he saw a researcher beside a large crystal orb open the Law book, summon fresh strands of black mist out of thin air, and stuff them back into the orb, that he couldn't suppress his doubts anymore.
"What are your test subjects?"
Though the question may have been impulsive, Zheng Qing insisted on asking it. If he did not fully understand, this issue would persist like a thorn in his heart, bothering him ceaselessly after seeing the eerie scenes around him and hearing Su Daxu's explanation.
Su Shijun was holding Poseidon with one hand and let her other hand hang down.
