Is it really this fitting?
Just before, I was lamenting missing the chance to step into that deep sea-like darkness.
And now, I've been assigned a task that sends me to the undersea prison?
Although the task introduction didn't provide much information, not even my identity.
But knowing the warehouse's usual style, since it mentioned a prison, it's highly unlikely they'd let me sit comfortably on the shore watching the sea—in fact.
As I was grumbling in my heart, my senses quickly returned.
Raising my eyes, I saw nothing but darkness, visibility even less than nine millimeters.
Indeed, the main reason for such a blocked view is not just the lack of light, but also an additional obstacle.
Fu Qian confirmed that his head was now firmly encased in a heavy, rounded metal object.
At a glance, it looked somewhat like an unusually shaped helmet.
Especially as he could clearly feel the front and back of his chest were also tightly strapped with equally heavy "armor."
