She stood up and turned toward the hallway.
The mission Alan was joining was a simple mission.
Given the mission details, it was highly possible the kidnapping was done by a human criminal, and not by a Cursed Spirit.
But there was always a small chance that it was the doing of a Cursed Spirit.
"I hope he's the Monkey King's disciple. Someone like him would improve the team's safety by several times," she whispered.
If Alan had heard her at that moment, he would've understood two things instantly.
First, Chryseis had no idea about [Area 51] existence.
And second, she wanted to make sure that the team assigned to that mission came back alive, no matter what.
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MC's POV
I walked down the hallway, scanning each door until I found the one labeled Room Three.
The faint hum of the old ceiling lights followed me as I stopped in front of it.
I gave a light knock before pushing the door open.
Inside was a long rectangular room that looked like an old karaoke lounge.
