The Wishing Star Seed burned brightly, and a scene appeared in Zhou Chen's mind.
A male scholar in a white lab coat was in a laboratory, conducting research Zhou Chen couldn't comprehend. The man was gaunt and emaciated, his skin an unhealthy pale. His hair, messy and greasy as seaweed, looked like it hadn't been tended to in a very long time.
The most striking feature was the large, raised scar tissue on his left cheek, the result of a severe burn. It made him look grim and terrifying, easily bringing to mind the mad scientists from movies and television.
'The Poison Master!'
Zhou Chen had seen the Poison Master's file. The moment he saw the signature burn scar on the man's left cheek, he recognized him instantly.
'The Crystal Disease was the Poison Master's doing, and so are the Resurrectionists?' Zhou Chen was stunned. 'Fallen Paradise is making such a huge move all at once? This doesn't fit their usual methods... There must be a much larger conspiracy behind this.'
