139 This is poverty

"Looking at the time, it was about to hit ten minutes," Zhou Bai quickly strode forward toward the depths of the laboratory, planning to seal the Primordial Spirit and end the distortion in the hospital.

But when he reached the door of the room in the deepest part, and opened it, he found nothing inside.

He frowned and crouched down, only to see two obvious marks on the ground that were lighter than the surrounding area.

It was clear that something had been placed there for a long time, but now it was gone.

Christina: "The statues have been taken away? How could this be?"

"No, that's not right." Zhou Bai shook his head as he took out Doctor Zhuang's notes to read again, "So that's how it is."

"After the distortion is triggered, the Primordial Spirit will also gradually fade into the void."

"To reseal the Primordial Spirit, I need to enter the distorted hospital."

"It looks like there's no time left today."