"Sun Hang!! What's happening?!" Yang Qi shouted urgently, "What dirty thing?!"
"Right behind this window, on those shelves, several Nuo Opera Masks are hanging." Sun Hang said, retreating slowly, "I can see them, but they don't exist at all in the photos I took with my phone."
"Not recordable by cameras?!" Yang Qi's breath hitched, "Chimera 17 also has this trait, could this be..."
"But I can't feel their presence." Sun Hang replied, "In my perception, they just seem like ordinary masks."
"Don't act rashly! Get out first!" Yang Qi said, "We'll rush over immediately!"
"I've been thinking about something." Sun Hang suddenly said.
"What is it?"
"Do you think, if I set this house on fire, could something interesting be burned out?" Sun Hang asked.
