Behind the door.
Yu Hong was met with darkness, and in front of him was a stairway leading underground.
The passageway was grey-black in color, with dark red bloodstains covering the walls. The safety lights tainted with blood cast a faint green glow, making the place all the more gloomy.
Yu Hong's expression darkened as he looked down the passage; there was no sound from below.
"Zhang Kaijun!?"
He called out.
No one responded.
Yu Hong glanced at the Red Value Detector; the value displayed on the LCD screen had already reached four digits: -1187.234.
Suppressing the unease in his heart, he moved quickly into the passageway.
Step by step, he proceeded along the corridor.
On the ground around him, on the walls, the bloodstains grew more and more abundant.
The entire corridor seemed to have completely turned into a sea of blood.
Seeing this, a hint of despondency flashed across Yu Hong's face. He seemed to have guessed what had happened here.
He continued to walk inside.
