Han Dong had just fallen into the Organic Research Institute hidden underground when a discomfort similar to needle pricks spread throughout his body.
"What's going on? My current state is the Posture of the Deceased..."
Hints of metallic qualities were already emerging on Han Dong's exposed skin.
Previously at the station, the floating metal spores didn't take any interest in Han Dong, who was as The Dead, but now they 'infected' him immediately – it definitely wasn't just because of the concentration of the spores.
"It must be a combination of high-concentration pathogens with a certain realm, forcibly eroding my Body.
It must be a kind of high-end realm capable of 'Reality Intervention' effects.
Can a Mythic Body's realm achieve this extent? To envelop a research institute as vast as a labyrinth."
Anxiety was gradually accumulating in his heart; Han Dong's speculation about the level of Handsome Jack leaned more towards King Level.
