"The internal security of the Korabo Legion is quite lax. There aren't even any breathing masks or filter cartridges provided in the guard room..."
Suppressing his breath, Noland Lee quickly rummaged through the guardroom under the illumination of the coal lamp, skillfully searching without daring to slack off.
He opened drawers, turned over bed boards, and checked storage cabinets, searching every possible location but never finding any trace of breathing masks or filter cartridges.
"The internal defense of this Legion fortress is full of loopholes, which I truly despise. Have they never considered the possibility of an undead invasion?"
Feeling helpless, Noland Lee changed his course, taking the key ring from the guard and opening the great gate to the third underground level, and entered the empty staircase.
There were no ventilation ducts or sewage pipes in the staircase, making it one of the handful of places with the thinnest concentrations of the undead poison fog.
