Chapter 954 Prism (27)

If one were to assume the worst intentions, was the situation truly orchestrated through deliberate misinformation? But then what would be the purpose?

At Transcendent Laboratory, Fu Qian, focusing on a detail that should have been overlooked, asked a rather profound question.

In fact, as soon as he posed the question, a not quite answer had already emerged in his mind.

As previously mentioned, a task that was supposed to be Transcendent but lacked it, likely indicated a looming major crisis…

During his contemplation, Fu Qian tapped his fingers lightly on the safe.

To his satisfaction, a few seconds later a somewhat frantic scratching sound ensued.

Indeed, it was there.

Without hesitation, Fu Qian deftly operated the safe.

A slightly low moan followed.

The disturbed Henry was clearly in a bad mood; he burst out from a small opening in the door and was immediately and firmly grasped by the neck.

"Hello there."