Whew~
Whew~
The second sound he heard was his own breathing, the sound of his nostrils panting urgently inside the visor of the Power Armor, like an astronaut drifting towards the abyss of infinite space, filled with despair and loneliness, yet he couldn't see his own body nor any information about the Power Armor.
For the first time, Lin Xian's mind experienced such an eerie scene of detachment. At this moment, he recalled Chu Yan's words to him: if you see it, don't look; if you try to understand it, it must be against common sense, don't describe it, don't depict it...
He shivered and quickly closed his eyes, trying to feel his senses, preventing himself from falling into that bewildering descent into the abyss of space.
At this moment, he finally felt a surge of strength in his limbs and body, while simultaneously various chaotic sounds seemed to come gradually from the depths of darkness.
Beep beep, beep beep~
[Hypothermia warning, hypothermia warning...]
Woo~
