The previous assumption was that room 100 was safe.
At first glance, this room indeed seemed to pose no danger.
Yang Jian glanced around and, without much hesitation, walked straight into room 100.
This room recorded the information and intelligence that Xiang Lan had gathered over the years while exploring this supernatural place. He was eager to see what had really happened to Xiang Lan, who had been trapped here for so long.
Perhaps he could discover some unexpected secrets.
He stepped into the room.
The layout of the living room was the same as the other rooms, with nothing special about it, although the furnishings in the living room had some slight differences.
Yang Jian saw a square wooden table placed in the living room.
