This was a zombie-themed imitation secret room.
When Wang Ling entered, darkness instantly descended.
The first secret room was a warehouse full of miscellaneous items, and there was a thick iron chain around the iron door.
The radius of the chain was very thick, and it was five centimeters long. It was like a Python sealing the iron door.
Wang Ling noticed a bloodstained beach chair ten meters away from the iron gate.
There was a blood-red shirt hanging on it, and Wang Ling could see the flickering light of metal under it.
It was a key.
It was probably a prop to the next secret room.
Under normal circumstances, he would only need to use a “Primer spell”to easily lure the key over.
However, there was a limit to spirit energy in the secret room, and it was actually very difficult for others to accurately index such a small object from a distance of ten meters.
Thus, Wang Ling decided that he had to combine this with the props in the warehouse.
