For example, Jiang Yan's mysterious Storage Divine Artifact that they had never seen before, or those Snow Wolves that mutated seemingly at will...
As the scientist with the most authority in the vehicle, Song Haitao was silently stunned for a moment by Mo Shiyao's final, wildly imaginative statement.
In his view, life itself was but a mere speck of dust in the vast cosmos.
Each day they lived now could already be considered a simulation of some predetermined life trajectory.
Yet such words, given his identity, naturally remained unsaid.
"This Catastrophe Simulation Laboratory, calling it the ninth wonder of the world wouldn't be an exaggeration..."
Jiang Yan pursed her lips, her mind lingering on Mo Shiyao's conjecture.
It wasn't entirely impossible.
After all, she'd been reborn, the world was in apocalypse, and there was very little left unthinkable.
Their casual conversation had not lightened the mood within the vehicle; instead, it grew even heavier and oppressive.
