Central Base, Abnormal Ability Research Institute.
In Conference Room 01, on the sixth basement level, several people in white lab coats sat on either side of a long table, heads down and busy with their work.
At the head of the long table, Zhou Jinyu lowered his eyes to the documents before him. His expression was as gentle as ever, but the eyes hidden behind his lenses were exceptionally cold.
Some people had been too hasty with the experiments over in South City. It was only a matter of time before something went wrong, and he had no interest in cleaning up someone else's mess.
What he hadn't expected, however, was for someone to drag him into the fire.
He didn't know who had pulled strings behind the scenes, but now, everyone believed that the new base commander who had been parachuted into South City—Zhou Yi—was his man.
But in reality, other than sharing the surname Zhou, they didn't have a single thing to do with each other.
