There are no hidden enemies or predators.
Just like the surrounding areas, it's so desolate here even the Hell creatures can't survive.
Apart from them, there are no other living beings present.
Behind the door, in the hall with the collapsed dome, it's silent. The duty roster hanging on the wall has long turned yellow and is fragmented, the table is also broken, and the ballpoint pen rolling on the ground remains uncollected, tucked into stone crevices.
"I really miss it."
Anton stopped in front of the wall, gazing at the wooden frame, the original marks faded, he tapped the center position, and looked back at Huai Shi: "Previously, my name hung right here."
Huai Shi was slightly startled.
Following behind him, moving inward.
They passed through a dilapidated corridor, the empty laboratory, and those rooms, disordered and long covered in dust.
Cracks are everywhere on walls and ceilings.
