Barro opened his eyes, greeted by the sight of white walls and various kinds of life-monitoring instruments.
The smell of disinfectant...
Must be in a hospital.
I didn't die?
A feeling of relief from surviving a catastrophe rose in his heart.
"You're awake."
A burly man approached, glanced at him, and placed a cup of water on the table beside him:
"How do you feel?"
"It's you!"
Barro recognized the man, the odd character who seemed unscathed when his heart was pierced by a dark tentacle.
"Let me introduce myself." The burly man reached out:
"Nightwatcher Chris."
Nightwatcher?
Barro's eyes showed confusion, then as if realizing something, he suddenly sat up from the bed with wide eyes:
"What happened to the lab?"
"There was a fire in the lab, and everything inside was burned." Chris shrugged:
"Don't worry, the investigation shows it was an accident, the loss for BHP Group will be compensated by the insurance company."
"Hmm..."
He rubbed his stubbled chin and said:
