Wei Tianyang's mind was still overwhelmed with a multitude of voices, many people were calling out to him.
He tried to temporarily ignore these voices, treating them like some kind of white noise.
The young girl in front of him was curled up in the corner of the cell, wearing a filthy coat, with a bowl of leftovers beside her.
Wei Tianyang approached to check her condition.
"Are you the one calling for help?" he asked.
"Are you really Wei Tianyang?" the girl asked.
In the darkness, the girl couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see a large swelling on her face.
"I am," Wei Tianyang said.
He picked the girl up from the ground, and at that moment, the factory inside and outside began to stir.
Wei Tianyang took a deep breath and saw about a dozen heat sources moving towards them.
He covered the girl's eyes, walked out of the ruins, and stood under the moonlight.
