"It's wrong!! Everything's completely wrong!! The Language Humans, the Language Humans are coming!!"
Fang Shijun's face was drenched in sweat, his body trembled slightly, and he took steps backward.
"Where's the data?? Recalculate the passage! Chen Xinji, hurry!" Xue Ningning shouted urgently, her face pale.
Last time, they lost a few teammates during a similar moment, and now this scene was repeating itself, they feared...
"No changes in the data, it's too late!!" Chen Xinji was just as flustered, constantly operating the program on the computer, calculating with the latest data.
The sky around them gradually darkened, as if something had covered it with a veil.
It clearly wasn't time for nightfall, yet the light of day had dimmed significantly.
"What's the Red Value now?!" Xue Ningning yelled.
"Still 0! I can't get a reading! There's no way to measure it!" Chen Xinji's hands were shaking.
