The severe pain was like a red-hot iron, stabbing in from the back of the head and penetrating the entire skull cavity.
Ling Chen's vision was blurry, and there was a buzzing buzz in his ears, as if countless wasps had made their home in his brain. He took a sharp breath, and what poured into his lungs was not the constant-temperature pure oxygen in the laboratory, but a fishy smell mixed with rust, dust, and some kind of... Rotten matter.
