The cold wind whistled past Jiang Yan's cheeks, carrying the warm ashes of the Rat, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
Without a second thought, she entered the Space.
After quickly changing into slightly bulky biohazard Protective Clothing and putting on a gas mask, she stepped back out.
At this moment, she could only hope that Su Dai and the others were still alive.
As for everything else, she no longer cared to give it much thought.
"Ye Qing!"
"Su Dai!"
"Sun Jingtao!"
"..."
Jiang Yan began shouting their names loudly.
However, after calling out several times, the only responses she received were the smoke drifting into the air and an endless silence.
A bad premonition grew inside her.
She took out her telescope and scanned the surroundings twice, but she couldn't spot any signs of the mall's ruins.
Logically speaking, even if the earthquake was of a massive scale that flattened all buildings, there should at least be a mound of rubble.