The alarm in the hall was blaring.
The walls and underground structure of the spherical containment station had a six-meter-wide hole blasted through them by Chen Ke's gunshot.
Corrigan was dead, but the danger for Chen Ke and Parker was far from over.
The Administration Bureau's people must have arrived by now; they needed to leave quickly.
Corrigan's body had broken into a pile of black rotten flesh that blossomed on the floor, and Chen Ke kicked it aside, discovering a blue stone fragment inside.
He scuffed the blue stone against the ground with his shoe before picking it up to examine it closely.
This was the blue stone previously embedded in Corrigan's forehead.
It used to be a large piece, the size of a flashlight, but after being continuously smashed by Xu Jing and shot by Chen Ke, it was now only the size of a thumb.
