Deep within the Suspended Mountain Secret Realm, on the G-03 Core Floating Island.
Outside, storms raged and Demon Beasts ran rampant, but here, it was as quiet as a tomb.
The interior of this Floating Island had long been hollowed out. Beneath the thick rock strata lay a subterranean base, all cold metal and sharp angles.
There was no gray fog, no stench of blood—only the cool air from the climate control system and the soft, simulated natural light from the vaulted ceiling.
On the eastern side of the base was an absurdly large, fully transparent isolation chamber.
The big shots from school, the elusive figures who were usually movers and shakers, were all in here, lying around like corpses.
Lu Yunxiao, the prodigy of the Inner City's Lu Family—that arrogant guy they called "Mr. Versailles himself," who always had his nose in the air—was currently curled up in a white hibernation pod.
