"There are still sixty percent of unexplored locations remaining."
"In the forty percent of locations we have already explored, we found this."
A photograph was transmitted to the virtual meeting room.
It was something resembling a totem.
About the height of an adult man, entirely black, with strange patterns carved artificially.
They were erected in various places around the city, unnoticed corners, underwater, or buried in the soil.
"To complete the exploration of this forty percent, we lost four hundred Spirit Contract Masters and two thousand intelligent patrol robots," Ye Qiu said solemnly.
Most of them were contaminated by the Breath of Corruption during the approach to the totems, leading to self-destruction.
After self-destruction, the ink splattered onto others and the intelligent devices, repeating and recycling endlessly.
Ye Qiu's expression was not pleasant.
"Second Senior Brother, I hope you'll tell us the truth."
