Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

In the subtle atmosphere, six people and one cat hurried back to the research building that Fu Qian and his team had searched with considerable efficiency.


On the way, nothing unusual occurred, but it was clear that each team member had their own thoughts.


Under such a tense atmosphere, there was a simple reason why the team had not yet disbanded—the impression Adele's corpse had made was too profound to ignore.


With their physical abilities limited to that of ordinary people, it was clear that everyone had considered the difficulty of surviving in this place.


Under the current circumstances, going solo was obviously not a good choice.


Thus, despite the lack of liveliness, team cohesion had actually increased.


Additionally, after entering the building, the noticeably weakened blue color made people involuntarily relax a bit.


Chapter 935: Prism (Eight)