Seagulls soared, sunlight pouring onto the deck. The salty sea breeze felt exceptionally comfortable.
Several corrupted creatures nearby watched a certain spot on the deck with strange gazes, as if several people had suddenly appeared there but then vanished just as abruptly.
Everything resembled the beginning, yet everything was distinctly different.
The more oppressive atmosphere kept everyone silent.
Weighed down by the heavy air, the group quickly made their way to the entrance of the casino.
Guang Tongchen's physical strength had clearly diminished too much, and seeing the chairman leaning on the stair railing with his chest heaving, everyone felt there was no hope of surviving.
And as the corruption values continued to rise, everyone could clearly feel the violent desires within them spreading.
Sanday Fisherman suppressed his emotions and strove to maintain composure as he asked:
