Chapter 194

The moment Jack stepped into the room, he froze.

He stared ahead with a mixture of confusion and irritation, his eyes locked on the strange object displayed in the center of the room. It was a large rock encased in glass—its core embedded with a pitch-black stone, like a shard of void pressed into hardened ash. Jack blinked a few times, then tilted his head, unimpressed. This? This was what they dragged him all the way here for? A black pebble inside a fancy rock?

He slowly turned his head toward the woman beside him, raising an eyebrow like she had just asked him to build a spaceship out of mashed potatoes.

"This is a joke, right? You brought me here to stare at a painted rock? Am I supposed to build a doomsday laser with this or what?"