Just as Zhang He was extremely tense, his fists clenched tightly, Ling Feng finally moved.
When he reached out to lift the lid of that box, a sharp-eyed staff member exclaimed, "Oh no, Mr. Ling's protective suit is torn!"
As soon he said this, everyone saw it too; a puff of white vapor sprouted from Ling Feng's shoulder!
Under the underground high temperature and high pressure, that protective suit ultimately couldn't withstand.
Everyone was anxious upon seeing this scene, yet they were helpless, without any ideas!
So everyone's gaze focused on Zhang He's face.
"Why are you all staring at me!"
Zhang He suddenly got angry, and shouted, "I can't do anything right now; all I can do is pray he's okay!"
Honestly, he was indeed very nervous; after all, it was his brother, he didn't want Ling Feng to be harmed by this incident!
If anything happened, Zhang He thought to himself, I would feel guilty toward many people!
