Evening hours.
East Sea City Suburb, Holy Sect Group's privately owned industrial park.
Underground base.
Interconnected steel tunnels, centered around a silver-white oval hall, extending like a spider web to every corner. From time to time, researchers in work uniforms hurriedly accelerated their steps towards various directions. Every certain distance in the base, cold silent security personnel could be seen. They had no firearms, only scanning quietly.
"Tap tap tap..."
On one of the main roads towards the oval hall.
A series of overlapping footsteps sounded.
Leading the way was an elderly professor, bald in the middle, with hair spreading like wings on both sides. His forehead was gleaming, wearing a white coat, thick glasses, holding a stack of files and reports.
Behind the professor were a young man and woman.
