The Return of The Gatling Bodhisattva!

Ran Bing pushed open a rotten iron door and walked in.

As she stepped in, the pitch-black room suddenly lit up.

She raised her head and saw the ceiling lamp that was covered in dust, trying hard to light up.

Obviously, it was a sensor lamp.

An unknown voice continued to whisper in Ran Bing's ears that only Ran Bing could understand.

"It's safe here!"

It was indeed so!

That basement looked like it had been a left long time without any sign of life.

The walls and ground were covered in thick dust.

Ran Bing carefully observed and saw a few petrified corpses curled up at the foot of the wall.

Beside these corpses, there was a hole.

The hole led underground.

Ran Bing walked over and looked at the black hole.

The voice beside her ear whispered, "As expected... it's the smell of the K'n-yanians..."

"The K'n-yanians?" Ran Bing didn't understand. "What's that?"

But she didn't get an answer.