Chapter 342: 199. Tesla's Concerns

Tick-tock—

Tick-tock—

Tick-tock—

The sound of dripping echoed hollowly through the lead-gray hall.

Outside the narrow windows near the ceiling, muddy water surged. The waterline extended down from the window, falling into a barrel below.

Under each window, there was a barrel catching the water, with the sound of droplets intermittently heard.

In a dim corner of the rest area, Tesla, holding a bottle of liquor, leaned against the counter and talked with an Alliance Personnel member.

Now it was the Alliance Personnel's turn to comment, "Although I don't care, don't you think that the investigators' base is a bit… too simple?"

Tesla turned around, leaned on the counter casually, and said, "Even if it were decorated like a noble's mansion, no investigator would stay here. Also, 'a bit' and 'too' contradict each other."

"I am just expressing my opinion tactfully." The Alliance Personnel gave up on convincing these carefree to lazy investigators, their gaze falling behind Tesla.