"I need to go all out right now. Do not contact me proactively in the coming period. If there’s any news, I’ll let you know immediately." Having given his instructions, Jia Sangyi cut off the mental link in his mind. Luo Lie’s brow involuntarily furrowed slightly. After a brief moment of contemplation, he looked up, gazing towards the depths of the corridor. The thick grey fog surged like waves, engulfing everything around. Everything ahead became blurred, leading as if into some unknown Dark Abyss. Faintly, weak gunshots pierced through the heavy fog, reaching his ears. "We must catch that jumping flea as soon as possible to restore stability to the laboratory!" With this thought, Luo Lie raised his hand, brought his index and middle fingers together, and waved forward. No extra words were needed. He took the lead, striding steadily into the cold grey tide. More than a dozen well-equipped Hunters followed silently behind, like phantoms merging into the darkness. Inside the experimental area, grey fog engulfed. All conventional monitoring and laser detection networks failed within this strange mist. Only the sharp alarm echoed tirelessly, intertwining with the bleak green light of the emergency indicators, creating a suffocating confined space. Cheng Jiashu carried the unconscious Shijima Gorou on his shoulder, pulling a nearly fallen female researcher with his other hand, sprinting through the labyrinthine corridors. Behind them, the surging grey fog pursued relentlessly like a Predator. Deep in the mist, numerous twisted shadows swayed vaguely. Slick dragging sounds and sharp noises like clawed limbs scraping metal echoed incessantly from behind. Mixed in were inhuman cries of pain and ecstatic screams, indicating those things were closing in. Intermittent gunfire sounded in the distance. Running, Cheng Jiashu listened closely, purposefully avoiding the areas with the densest crossfire. In the dark, his eyes shone unusually bright, like two glowing cat eyes precisely locking onto prey in the night. Yet, his tense expression now resembled more a hunted prey evading ferocious beasts. "Hiss—" Official source ıs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱 A shrill screech suddenly exploded behind them. Simultaneously, a pungent cold wind swept forth. Cheng Jiashu’s heart pounded, deciding instantaneously. A flash in his pupils, he grabbed the female researcher’s arm tightly. In the next moment, the trio’s figures blurred and vanished from their place. Almost simultaneously, a massive scythe-like limb sliced fiercely through where they had been, leaving a blinding spark on the alloy wall. Fourteen meters away, Cheng Jiashu and the others reappeared out of thin air. This fog not only devoured the light but also obstructed vision. Even with Cheng Jiashu’s Perception Ability, his visual range compressed to the limit. Fourteen meters, precisely the furthest distance he could perform space traversal currently. The female researcher gasped heavily, quickly recognizing the direction by relying on her impression of the surrounding facilities, pointing to a junction. "Exit three is over there!" Gunfire was especially concentrated in the directions of the other two exits, evidently surrounded heavily by Noah Organization guards. They were searching for intruders while surely also eliminating terrifying monsters hidden in the fog. The female researcher took out a card and swiped it forcefully on the sensor. With the accompanying heavy hydraulic sound, a thick high-pressure sealed door opened slowly. Cheng Jiashu carried Shijima Gorou and slipped inside. After entering the door, the female researcher immediately rushed to the control panel, slammed the close button hard. The heavy alloy door sealed up again, temporarily isolating the terrifying dark world outside. The female researcher’s legs weakened, she sank against the door, her chest heaving violently, breathing the relatively clean air deeply. Her face, pale with oxygen deprivation and fear, almost devoid of blood. Cheng Jiashu, however, appeared much more composed, gently laying Shijima Gorou down against the wall. Seeing the nearly exhausted female researcher, he decided to give her a moment to catch her breath. The woman before him and the unconscious Shijima Gorou were two undeniable millstones. But since he promised to lead them out of this Demon Cave, he must do everything to ensure their safety. Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng Jiashu’s eyes focused with light, and he once again attempted to establish a Spiritual Link with the living coordinate outside the building—Gao Jin. As the buzzing sound rang, a wisp of black line appeared in front of him, trying to tear apart the barrier of space and construct a miniature space vortex. However, the vortex had just formed and flickered unstably a few times. Then, like a shattered mirror, it silently disintegrated and vanished. All that remained in the air was a faint ripple. Cheng Jiashu sighed helplessly. Previously in the laboratory, he thought it was the piercing sonic attack affecting his mental concentration. But after escaping, the noise inexplicably disappeared, yet the ability to traverse space still couldn’t be exercised. Was there a problem on Gao Jin’s side? Or was it this strange gray fog at work? He recalled the eerie call he heard from behind the giant steel door in the laboratory. That sound hadn’t actually gone far but had become clearer as the surrounding fog thickened. It was like a whisper deep in his soul, causing an intense primal fear. Seemingly carrying a sense of desecration and filth, each syllable distorted the stability of space and tore at the boundaries of spiritual perception. The only silver lining was that the previously blaring noise in his ears had completely dissipated. It did make his ears feel much cleaner. It seemed there was some sort of conflict between these two sounds, with one silently devouring the other. Clearly, not all the changes were orchestrated by the Noah Organization. Looking at the restored emergency lighting around him, Cheng Jiashu asked: "Miss Cui, how is the terrain at Exit Three? Is the view open, and how far is the nearest safe passage?" He glanced at the access card held by the female researcher, which had her name printed on it. This female researcher was Cui Xiuying, Shijima Gorou’s fiancée. Cui Xiuying caught her breath, standing up while leaning against the wall, and replied, panting: "Outside Door Three is an auxiliary live transportation passage, very spacious, directly connecting the freight elevator in Zone B and the safe passage. We have a chance to escape if we can reach it." She didn’t understand why Cheng Jiashu couldn’t use that miraculous ability to take her and Shijima Gorou directly out of this Demon Cave. At this moment, looking at Cheng Jiashu, her eyes were filled with lingering fear, and she couldn’t help but ask: "What exactly did you see in the laboratory earlier?" Cheng Jiashu’s response was simple and direct. Cui Xiuying was taken aback by his words. "That iron door opened by itself." Cheng Jiashu’s expression was grave, a hint of lingering astonishment flashing in his eyes: "Behind the door was pitch black, with only a gigantic, lidless Red Eye hovering in the darkness. It merely glanced at us, and those dead Experimental Bodies in the cultivation jars... seemed to all come alive." "I could feel that as long as you get swallowed by that surging gray fog and lose your mind, you would become part of the monsters in the fog." Cui Xiuying’s heart was even more terrified after hearing this. What on earth was it that made this man with mysterious abilities feel fear? As the two spoke, distant gunshots, shrill screams, and the sound of monsters’ claws scraping the ground and chewing on flesh and blood drifted over once more. Both of them understood that the outside was in complete chaos. Perhaps this was a severe incident even the Noah Organization was caught off guard by. Suddenly, from behind, the high-pressure airtight door was hit heavily and repeatedly. Each strike caused the thick alloy door to bulge inward slightly. The door seams began to deform. Even those wisps of gray fog were seeping in through the twisted gaps. The lights overhead also started to flicker madly. Cheng Jiashu no longer hesitated, throwing Shijima Gorou back over his shoulder, grabbing Cui Xiuying, and continuing to sprint through the passage. Fortunately, they successfully arrived at Exit Three on the perimeter of the experimental area. The gray fog here was significantly thinner, no longer thick enough to block vision completely. But their good luck ended there. At the exit, a Pursuer Team, fully armed, was already waiting in strict formation. The leading man was wiry, his eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, emitting a strong scent of blood.