Room 33, Li Zheng and his group sat around, resting and recovering their Genetic Force while also treating their wounds.
Besides having some corrosive wounds on his cheeks, Li Zheng was covered in cuts from sharp fangs and claws, feeling a constant dull pain and itchiness. Now that he had calmed down, it was extremely uncomfortable.
Phoenix Mountain's left shoulder was pierced through; if it weren't for Zhan Zhouzhou's quick action, his injury would have been much worse.
Zhan Zhouzhou, seemingly unscathed, was actually lightly injured. While dealing with dozens of spike bones and pointed feet, one swept past her, hitting her back, injuring her internal organs.
The remaining Lin Fengjiao and Yan Guang, being far away, were the only two uninjured players in the team.
This time, they thoroughly took it easy.
Li Zheng was sprinkling Black Water on himself when he suddenly noticed something amiss.
Getting up and looking around, he indeed didn't see the thing he suddenly remembered.
