A faint fog filled the darkness as if it were hiding something.
Shang Jianyao and Genava walked forward silently with their weapons in hand. They had yet to turn on their searchlights; the night-vision capabilities that the military exoskeleton and the smart bot had were still adequate.
After walking for a while, Genava's head—which was hidden in the Chameleon bionic artificial intelligence armor—suddenly turned 360 degrees, and the red glow in his eyes quickly flickered.
"What's wrong?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.
Genava replied in a slightly synthetic voice, "I keep having the feeling that something is following us."
The Shang Jianyaos were in an uproar. "Old Ge, you actually said 'feeling!'"
"In such a situation, shouldn't you be analyzing the percentage of the various possibilities?"
"As a smart bot, you have to be precise in your words and be pragmatic when it comes to reconnaissance."
"…"