Chapter 490: Blazing Flames (Vote for monthly ticket)

As the morning sunlight streamed through the clear glass windows, Nock opened his eyes in confusion, "Is this Heaven?"

"This is Hell."

A can of concentrated coffee was handed to him.

Nock turned his head and saw the forehead shining in the sun; he paused for a moment and then exclaimed with surprise, "Director?"

He looked around and realized that he was in the working hall of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, surrounded by colleagues who were slowly awakening.

One by one, the caretakers in medical attire were making their rounds among the crowd, checking the health of those waking up.

He lifted his head to glance at the sky outside the window.

The weather was nice today, the sunlight somewhat dazzling.

"We survived?"

Nock found it hard to believe.

"Yes."

Thorin plopped down beside him, opened another can of concentrated coffee, and gazed at the sunlight outside the window, "We survived."