Zhang Hui walked out of the fog with a flashlight.
The moment he stepped out of the fog, he couldn't help but touch his back.
His underwear was already soaked!
He was drenched in sweat!
"Only today do I know why the Ancients said that accompanying a ruler is like accompanying a tiger..."
Recalling the experience just now, Zhang Hui couldn't help but sigh.
That ancient god was so temperamental that no one could control him.
The contact just now had undoubtedly revealed these two characteristics of his.
But...
Fortunately, he had finally passed the danger.
Moreover, he had obtained his personal permission.
The research institute...
Recalling his final request or order, Zhang Hui felt his fingers tremble with excitement.
He knew what this meant?
It meant that the ancient God had come down personally.