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“April 31st is finally over.”

“Don’t be so sentimental, rookie. You’re lucky to have made it out alive—that’s already a success. Hold onto that box tightly. If anything inside gets loose, we’re in big trouble. This mission has quotas, and if something goes wrong, it’ll be hard to explain.”

“If whatever’s inside could break free that easily, wouldn’t all our preparations be for nothing?”

...

What’s that sound?

Zheng Fan felt groggy, as if he were lying on a ship tossed about in a raging storm at sea, the constant rocking making him slightly nauseous.

When he finally steadied his mind and opened his eyes...

He still saw nothing.

Pitch black all around, not a single ray of light, utterly impossible to discern his surroundings or situation.

He tried to move.

Huh?

Where is my body!?

He felt no sensation in his body!

Now he couldn’t help but panic a little. He quickly recalled that before this, he had only slept an ordinary sleep, hadn’t done anything unusual before bed, and recently had a physical checkup confirming his body was only moderately unhealthy but otherwise normal.

The body—or rather, the pitch-black place he was in—was still shaking.

Zheng Fan didn’t give up struggling, guessing perhaps he had been caught up in some mysterious kidnapping. Though he had no idea why anyone would kidnap him, that was the only explanation he could come up with.

As he struggled, his dulled body seemed to respond faintly.

Before he could rejoice, a soul-deep tearing sen