"Is there a situation?"
I must say, the building before me was quite different from what Fu Qian had imagined.
Although slightly old, dimly lit, and even creaky underfoot, the scent was surprisingly fresh, with no trace of sinister decay.
This naturally led Fu Qian to ask his question.
That is not Heaven's Commencement Institute's style at all. There's something fishy when things are out of the ordinary, no matter which way you look at it.
"Let's take a look."
In response to his inquiry, President Cass did not directly deny it. Of course, he also wasn't overly serious.
Everyone knows that the difference in research accidents is only one of the frequency; there's never an illusion of completely eradicating them.
Eventually, under the guidance of President Cass, the two climbed the third-floor staircase. The sense of freshness became even more apparent instantly, but at first glance, it was still very quiet.
"It looks pretty normal!"
