"That thing outside?"
The wooden door was mottled and decayed, the stone walls exuded a dim, eerie glow, complemented by the spiked white bones—a scene truly horrifying.
But for Lisa, the first sensation she felt was a sense of relief that this silent place was finally disturbed. She quietly looked at Fu Qian for confirmation.
"Yes, the reports from Linghui didn't lie, these things do indeed wander in."
Fu Qian didn't mince words and made a judgment offhandedly.
"Should we strike first and take it out?"
"After all, based on previous experiences, their aggression is consistently high, even if we wanted peace, it might not agree."
With no worries left, Professor Lisa became bold, eager to give it a try.
"Makes sense, but is it possible it hasn't noticed us and just happened to crawl out?"
Fu Qian nodded but remained still.
Ah?
Fu Qian's perspective was somewhat unexpected, but Lisa still diligently observed again.
