And David stood by the window, gazing at the night sky outside.
The laboratory lights seemed especially cold in the dead of night, while a tense and oppressive atmosphere lingered in the air.
Dr. Mi Wei and her team were gathered around an advanced analytical instrument, the screen pulsing with complex data streams, trying to decipher the new secrets just discovered from the Chaos Race.
As for David, he stood to the side, his brow furrowed, a deep worry evident in his eyes.
At that moment, the laboratory's alarm system suddenly blared, the piercing sound breaking the silence of the night.
Everyone involuntarily stopped their work and turned to look at the entrance.
Only to see a soldier rush in, panic-stricken, his face pale and eyes filled with fear.
"It's not good! The Abyssal Will... it has manifested the phantom of my deceased wife!" The soldier's voice trembled, as if each word weighed a thousand pounds.
