Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

It was very fast, and in less than half a second, it had already leapt past them.

But it failed to escape the disaster, and no one knew who struck first. By the time Professor Xia came to his senses, the little white creature had been nailed to the floor.

"I just said there was a sound!" he said hurriedly, "What is that? A cat? Or a mouse?"

It is about the same size as a cat, but is slimmer, with four slender legs, no down on its body, and a slender tail.

"No, it's not a cat or a mouse." Ling Feng leaned down and turned its head.

In an instant, everyone's hair stood on end.

Its two eyes are bright red, flashing with a faint light. When it stares at someone, that person will feel a painful feeling of being unable to breathe.

"There are many mutated creatures in the research institute, but this one doesn't look like it was modified by humans." Chu Yao said calmly.

The size of those mutated creatures is not very different from humans, and this white creature is more like a small mammal, such as a cat or a ferret.

Professor Xia wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "Oh, what else? Are you saying there are mutated humans here? We may encounter creatures transformed from humans later?!"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Chu Yao replied.

No one knows whether the institute has properly dealt with all the mutated creatures underground.

But now that they saw one, it meant there might be more waiting for them.

The white animal struggled a few times, then died of exhaustion.

There was almost no meat on its body, just a layer of skin covering the bones. It looked like it had been hungry for a long time.

The bright lights of the few people just now stimulated it, and it pounced on it, having used up its last bit of strength.

Ling Feng seemed to have something to say, but after a moment, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Let's go and look deeper." He said.

Xiao Du was still walking at the front. Ling Feng was originally beside him, but he deliberately walked slower and slower.

Gradually, it became Xiao Du Tanlu, Zhou Weiqi and Professor Xia walking in the middle, while Ling Feng and Chu Yao were at the end, separated from the others by a distance.

"I know what you want to say." Chu Yao's voice was very soft, "That animal can't make a sound, right?"

"Yes."

He had just observed the behavior of the white animal before it died. Although Chu Yao's talisman restrained the animal, it would not cause it pain.

And when Lingfeng pinched its skin, its expression was clearly in pain, but only a slight sound came from its throat.

How low is the sound?

When Ling Feng squatted down, he could barely hear it. Once he stood up, his breath was mixed with the sound of the wind underground.

Chu Yao asked again: "You didn't hear the sound that Professor Xia said just now, right?"

"Yes, this is Professor Xia's first time in a place like this, so he may not be used to it yet." Ling Feng paused and then said, "It's very quiet here, a little too quiet."

Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the voice mentioned by Professor Xia.

In the past, when handling cases involving the Secret Service, many of them had to go to underground tombs. He had seen many similar environments.

If it is your first time going to a place like this, it is common to have some misunderstandings.

However, being too quiet is not a good thing.