Chen Xiaolian was standing within a square-shaped space. The place… looked like an elevator.
After the wall had rotated outward, Chen Xiaolian stepped inside and the wall behind him automatically closed up.
Next, he found himself inside this square-shaped space.
The ceiling above him, the floor beneath him, the four walls around him, they were all glowing with a silvery metal lustre. Chen Xiaolian reached out with his hand to feel them.
Cold and hard.
He could sense that he was rapidly descending. However, during the process of descending, he felt neither vibration nor quivering.
Chen Xiaolian began calculating within his mind. After a full 10 seconds, the descending sensation vanished.
The metal plate before him that had no cracks on its surface suddenly split open from the middle.
Chen Xiaolian’s eyes lit up!
What lay before him was… a room!
The room was dark. However, a light lit up on the wall, casting a soft illumination upon the room.
