บท 829: The Interstellar Calendar (7)

"Zone… Zone Leader, you are looking for me?"

He didn't make any mistakes… it must be Curly Hair.

"That cryo-chamber…"

"I don't know. Zone Leader, I don't know anything about that cryo-chamber. He was the one that wanted to take it back." Little Zhu betrayed Curly Hair instantly.

How does that phrase go… I will not die alone?

Whatever. I will not take the blame for this.

"Where is he?"

Little Zhu scratched his head. "In the laboratory. If he doesn't come out, we can't go in."

Curly Hair had been in the laboratory for a few days. The person that was brought back looked much better now, but he still didn't speak a single word.

He just sat in the room quietly all day. All he did was look into the distance in a daze and sleep.

However, based on the observations, this person's psychological power was increasing at an exponential rate.