Chapter 411: Mild?

Inside a rest lounge on the fifth floor area B in Unit One of the research facility.

Blood trickled from the forehead of a young researcher clad in a white lab coat. His lips and face were both equally pale. Large globs of clear fluid, either tears or sweat, kept falling to the ground.

At his side, a sharp cold blade was pressed against his neck and made him break out in goosebumps.

The person wielding the knife had a malicious look. The skin that he exposed was a strange red as though it had been scalded with hot water, and he was breathing heavily.