Severe pain shot through every nerve.
Lin Bei's consciousness was forcibly pulled out of chaos.
His ears were filled with a shrill roar, the most primitive cry when a human being is about to die.
Blurred vision.
All he could see was thick dark red, mixed with broken limbs, splashing everywhere.
The thick smell of blood almost condensed into substance, and the stench of burnt flesh violently assaulted his nostrils, causing his stomach to churn.
Countless chaotic memory fragments forced their way into my mind.
Neon light shadow of modern city.
The cold data stream on the computer screen.
There is also... Key node information called "Second Weekly Project".
