The first floor had already been picked clean by adventurers, like locusts passing by, every valuable item dismantled spotlessly.
Nothing worth noting.
While his teammates were still complaining, Leonard Churchill had already memorized all the passages he saw and was analyzing in his mind how to plan the retreat route in case something went wrong.
The elevator was corroded, so they could only take the stairs all the way.
Leonard Churchill and his group descended nearly three hundred meters, finally coming to the front of the massive mechanical iron door leading to the second floor.
On the wall beside the door, the spray paint of "DP-955 Research Institute" was still visible.
There were magic lamps hanging on the walls all along the way, providing decent visibility.
But as soon as they arrived downstairs, a pungent smell like ammonia immediately wafted up, making people dizzy.
