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

Thinking about it carefully, none of the mutants Chu Yao saw in the research institute had particularly good eyesight.

Most mutants have very poor eyesight, some don't even have eyes, and some can't see anything. Even most of the researchers in the laboratory wear high-definition glasses.

Karl, the man in white robe, was still able to move freely after sacrificing his eyes, not at all like a person who was suddenly blinded.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of his poor eyesight that he had become accustomed to seeing pitch black.

This shows that something in the institute is likely to affect the vision of living creatures.

The lights underground can also be controlled with switches, but the sunlight above the ground cannot be blocked. Even if you wear sunglasses, you still cannot avoid the bright light.

If you cover your eyes with a cloth, you no longer have to worry about being stabbed by light.

However, in this case, what is the difference between being invisible?

"No wonder, this place was pitch black as soon as we entered. It turned out to be that person who was afraid of light..." Zhou Weiqi suddenly realized, "She is very adaptable to the dark, but we are not. Moreover, she wanted to use lights to torment us at first, but I'm afraid it's not Do you think we are also afraid of light?”

The flashing light will have a certain impact on normal people, but it will not be serious.

Like Ling Feng's eyesight, after a period of rest, it has almost recovered.

"She is very familiar with the environment on the F3 floor. Wouldn't it be very disadvantageous for us?" Professor Xia touched his chin. "Xiao Du's descent is getting slower and slower. Isn't he really in danger?"

Indeed, it took Xiao Du about ten seconds to descend from the F1 floor to the F2 floor.

The time further down has doubled. At least five or six minutes have passed, and the number displayed on the elevator has stopped at "4".

"Probably not. Aren't the floors higher as you go down here... Besides, seeing as the elevator keeps squeaking, it's probably very slow." Zhou Weiqi said with relief.

"Well, that's what you say, but I'm still worried." Professor Xia sighed.

His waist began to hurt, and he was really afraid that he would drag these young people down later.

Zhou Weiqi saw his hand on his waist at a glance, quickly took out a blanket from his bag, and said, "Professor Xia, I'm tired of standing too. Why don't we sit down and regain our strength."

He spread a thick blanket on the ground to insulate him from the cold temperature of the floor.

"Okay, okay, you young man is really thoughtful." Professor Xia sighed, "Hey, did you wear an extra blanket? If you want to rest, let's rest together. We can't sit while they stand."

Zhou Weiqi glanced over and wondered what Chu Yao was talking to Ling Feng. He looked very busy.

So, he said with a smile: "You don't know, they are as solid as iron in our bureau, they will not get tired. Once, our director stayed up for four days and nights for a task, and they didn't get tired." I didn’t sleep or eat much..."

"Oh?" Professor Xia became interested, "There is also this matter. Please tell me what happened? It won't involve your secrets..."

"No, no, I'm quite measured."

While Zhou Weiqi was telling interesting stories, his eyes followed the elevator panel closely.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried, but he also knew that he could no longer create an atmosphere of anxiety.