Chapter 072 Are We Really Still Hopeful?_3

He looked at the Frost Sorrow propped up in the corner of the wall.

Handsome!

Very handsome!

That was the only weapon for self-defense.

Desert, base

"The data received from Dragon Palace Base and Galaxy Base has been collected and specifically organized," said a woman wearing glasses and a white lab coat as she reported to a group of professors.

Inside the white room,

a group of properly seated professors gravely watched the images on the screen.

There were old men.

Middle-aged men.

And young men.

"Dragon Palace Base hunted a mutated zombie and obtained a crystal from its brain. Under various experiments, no functions were found. A soldier voluntarily stepped forward, suggesting ingesting the crystal for data research, but the results were far from ideal."