Five people left the conference room and arrived at the entrance of the Convalescent Building.
Zhuang Jing gave Gu Ran a look, and he stepped forward to open the door.
Boom!!
A gale plastered itself onto them like a layer of cling wrap, making it hard to breathe.
The accompanying rain, needle-like, pricked their faces.
Zhuang Jing, Su Qing, He Qingyan, and Chen Ke faced the storm and looked up, momentarily forgetting to breathe.
Outside the door, the once familiar steps and marble path had changed into a vast sea.
In the center of the sea, a terrifying vortex spiraled downwards, resembling an abyss.
It was as if they were on a ship navigating through the depths of the ocean, and Gu Ran had merely opened one of the ship's windows for them.
Xie Xiya, awakened yet unassigned any tasks and as a Lucid Dreamer, also saw the ocean.
