"Reenactment"

As there were lights in the laboratory, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw the corresponding scene clearly from a distance without using their flashlights.

The three grayish-white metal beds were placed side by side in an arching instrument of the same color. Above them were electric wires with circular pads hanging down.

At this moment, there was a white skeleton on each of the two metal beds. They were wearing tattered blue-and-white checkered clothes and lay in perfectly still fashion apart from having their heads tilted to the side.

The other bed was empty and clean—speckless.

"Is the air purification system here perpetually switched on?" Shang Jianyao looked up at the ceiling in confusion.

Otherwise, it was impossible to have no dust fall on it after so many years.