The Beginning of the Celebration

In the corridor outside the room, Fabericotte was experiencing the most bizarre and terrifying thing in his life, while Zhang Heng, on the other side, remained undisturbed.

The footsteps outside the room became louder, accompanied by a conversation. Zhang Heng had mastered many foreign languages, but he still could not understand what they were talking about. He realized that their language was made up of only a few syllables, and they repeated those syllables constantly.

After a while, more and more movement could be heard outside his door. It seemed like they were hitting the door with a heavy object. And some of them wanted to surround Fabericotte from the side door. Zhang Heng could only imagine the fear he experienced at that moment.