The distance was too close, and the radiation was extremely strong. At the moment the box was closed, Ghost Hand felt a wave of dizziness, as if his brain was being stabbed with a knife. His body softened, and he sat on the ground, cold sweat pouring out, the box almost falling. Fortunately, Ghost Hand's willpower was strong, and he held onto the box tightly.
Once the box was closed, the radiation disappeared, and Ghost Hand gasped heavily, like someone who had just run twenty kilometers. A feeling of exhaustion overtook him, and his body was so tired that he wanted to sleep. Terrified, he bit his tongue hard, drawing blood. Regaining clarity, he urgently shouted through the earpiece, "It's Heaven Stone, I'm almost done for, someone come help." With that, he fell backward and passed out.
"Niu Gang, take two people up!" Luo Zheng said sternly.
