The Hatchling Emerges

Three individuals, well-acquainted with each other, temporarily stayed in the same isolation observation room.

Vivian sat silently, her complexion pale, her gaze vacant, speaking less than usual.

Samuel Bull seemed deeply affected, his disheveled hair leaning against the wall as he sighed repeatedly.

Romeo couldn't bear it any longer and exclaimed irritably, "Samuel Bull, can you please stop sighing? If you keep sighing, I swear I'll lose my breath!"

"I'm in a bad mood, can't I sigh?"

"Then sigh quietly, so I don't have to hear it. We're already irritated and depressed enough!"

With a click, the isolation room door opened.

Lora entered wearing a sharp black uniform, military boots firmly planted on the ground.

Her long black hair was simply tied in a ponytail, exuding an air of elegance.

Behind her, Annie wore the same base uniform but appeared more relaxed.

As the two entered, the three individuals in the room fell silent.