The buildings on the surface of the Research Institute of Deep-sea Creatures had been rusted, and the whole building was so dilapidated that no one could see its original appearance.
There was a thick layer of ice outside, but there was no trace of ice and snow at the gate of the research institute. Even the snowflakes falling from the sky turned into steam and disappeared the moment they touched the ground.
After entering the gate of the research institute, Ike squatted down and felt the temperature of the ground with his palm. The temperature was not much different from the ice outside.
He had no choice but to continue to walk toward the shabby building ahead.