Chapter 915 What Are They After?

• Honestly, Huxley really didn’t want to keep spiraling like this. He had this nagging feeling that even if he rushed over right now, he’d end up stuck on the same question: what’s the answer? And the worst part—no one could tell him for sure.
• Meanwhile, the situation outside was urgent as hell. In a moment like this, he couldn’t sit here chewing on the problem anymore.
• He spoke, grabbed Zhao Nannan by the wrist, and started for the door. But Zhao Nannan clearly couldn’t let it go.