Bai Mo followed the student team, accompanying Professor Zhang, and walked deeper into the corridor, delving into this office building.
The deeper the students went, the more they realized something was amiss... Is this really an office building?
Why does the style differ so much from an ordinary office building?
There are absolutely no windows in the corridor, solely relying on the fluorescent lights overhead for illumination.
On both sides of the corridor, there are thick iron doors, tightly shut. No Chinese nameplates, only password fingerprint locks, and numbers.
Occasionally, someone walks by, also clad in long white coats, with solemn expressions.
The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, and the students dared not speak, each closely following Professor Zhang's steps.
Finally, they reached the end of the corridor and entered a room with a wooden door, with windows, where sunlight streamed in— a conference room.
