"Beep--beep--beep--" Some consciousness returned, and Zhang Du slowly opened his eyes.
Looking around by the moonlight, the space here is quite spacious. It should have been a research room before. As for what it was studying, it is no longer known.
The needle on the arm has rusted into the flesh, and the brittle hose almost breaks at a touch. It seems to be quite old.
"Am I saved or not?"
