South Hill Base, Dean McKenzie's dorm.
Dean McKenzie's figure emerged from thin air, being sent back from the lab by Ennis Hawkins.
As soon as he arrived home, the relaxed smile on Dean's face completely disappeared.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, I'm going to die, I feel like I am genuinely embroiled in some serious trouble."
Obviously, Dean's mindset was not as easy as he presented to Ennis.
In fact, he was still quite scared and frantic!
But the problem was that Dean knew well that it was pointless to be afraid.
He had already become involved, the likelihood of extricating himself was practically non-existent.
All that could be done was to grit one's teeth and bear it.
Fortunately, he was not alone.
Behind him, there was Anthony, and the Professional Alliance.
He was unsure of the support the Professional Alliance could provide, but Anthony was certainly able to give one a sense of security.
