In the absence of air, a person suffocates, and after a maximum of fifteen minutes, experiences lung failure and brain death.
Has Zuzi already fallen into a coma, hence remaining motionless?
Does her life only have fifteen minutes left on the countdown?
The little crow and Fu Xiqin arrived breathlessly.
They saw that the entire roof of the detention center had been struck by lightning and collapsed, and the outer wall of Room 909 had countless cracks split open by the leaking lightning strike for the second time.
It has to be admitted that these super-thick building steel plates are indeed sturdy; even with so many cracks, the outer wall remained immovable and airtight.
"Brother Jin, the Ancestor is inside there, right?"
"Brother Jin, this house has no windows and we can’t find a door. How do we get in? I’m having trouble taking shape; otherwise, I’d turn into a bug and see if I could crawl in... but even if I did, I’m a little scared, Qin Qin would be terrified seeing the Ancestor turned to ashes, I’d cry and wail, Ancestor and the Master would become a legendary tale of longing in the human and celestial realms..."
"Brother Jin... okay, I’ll shut up."
The little crow flew around the room several times, trying to break open an entry through the lightning-struck cracks with force.
But Room 909 was quite strange; as soon as its wing touched the wall, sparks flew, and the entire bird seemed electrified, unable to muster any strength.
What kind of weird weapon have humans hidden in these walls?
While the little crow watched helplessly as every second ticked away and it couldn’t break into the sealed room to rescue its master, not even knowing the situation inside, it fell into a frenzy of self-blame, banging against the walls, losing feathers all over the place...
Suddenly, a series of footsteps echoed in the corridor.
The staff were talking:
"The suspect in 909 isn’t doing well, the room’s circuitry is out of place, the negative pressure valve is open, there’s no air inside, and the walls are electrified, someone might die!"
"But the door lock was struck by lightning, program malfunctioning, it can’t be opened to rescue anyone."
"Even if we opened it, so what, it’s been vacuumed for 15 minutes, they’re probably already dead!"
"Look, she’s lying by the wall, completely still..."
How can these ordinary humans see inside?
The little crow stiffened, mechanically twisting its nearly bald head, and saw a few staff members pointing at a surveillance monitor screen in the corridor.
On the screen, it clearly displayed the situation of Zuzi in the room.
Her long lashes were closed, not moving or smiling, like a sleeping beauty in eternal slumber!
The little crow’s wings trembled: "Ancestor!"
Fu Xiqin mumbled aggrievedly: "I just said there’s a clairvoyant here who can see the Ancestor, you wouldn’t let me say... Brother Jin, my condolences... now you can understand how it feels to watch your own master die without a trace, blood staining the East Sea, right?"
The little crow no longer had the mood to scold the chatterbox Qin to shut up.
Its pitch-black little round eyes dropped tears: "Ancestor, Jinjin waited for you ten thousand years, finally found you, and now you’re so heartless, once again abandoning Jinjin, leaving Jinjin, a lone bird, to roam this world with thinning Spiritual Energy... you said it was just a minor tribulation, how could it end this way, boo hoo hoo..."
Just as Fu Xiqin was also led by it into wailing aloud.
A strong gust swept across.
A tall figure, from the dark end of the corridor, swept swiftly towards Room 909, eyes locking onto the smooth secret door on the mottled wall.
The man lifted his military boot and kicked towards the indestructible secret door!
All the staff, Qin, and the bird were stunned.
A room that even lightning couldn’t break open.
Surely... it couldn’t be kicked open, right?