After everyone had entered the tent, Shen Da zipped up the entrance to seal it, then proceeded to remove the gas mask from his face and stripped off the cumbersome protective suit he was wearing.
"Phew, back to life. This godforsaken place, the environment is really too harsh."
He let out a light breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It was only then that Xue Jing got a good look at his face: a man around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a receding hairline, thick eyebrows, and a somewhat plump face.
The Xuren Mountain Demon and Jing also took off their masks one after another, and seeing this, Xue Jing did the same.
This time, the sensation of smooth breathing was just as usual within his nose.
"This tent is equipped with simple air conditioning and a simple air purifier."
Mountain Demon explained from the side.