Dependent on luck

"Gege!~" It was the annoying familiar voice of another woman who immediately stepped forward and jumped on Zhihao with the hopes of catching him by surprise and squeezing him to death in a hug, however, Zhihao's reflexes were still as fast as ever. 

Zhihao moved aside almost immediately and Tian Xifeng ended up hugging nothing more than the cold floor. 

"What's that?" Zhihao questioned curiously as he ignored Tian Xifeng and walked inside the room with his eyes fixed on the sets of wires connected to a huge device. 

Li Ying gulped as she cautiously glanced at Jiangshi and the boy looked back at her before nodding his head as they communicated with nothing more than mere gestures. 

Zhihao frowned as he saw this and spoke up, "Don't you dare lie about it." 

Tian Xifeng groaned as she pushed herself off the ground unhappily but before she could whine or say anything, Li Ying spoke up as she answered Zhihao's question.

"A bomb."