Chapter 391: 139. Thatched Toilet with Lamp_3

Hudson’s excitement successfully stirred up the emotions of the exploration team members.

They clamored to experience the huge difference brought by the barrier between them and the noise, one wall apart.

The novel experience of hearing the noise just by sticking their heads out, and getting rid of the noise just by retracting their heads, was incredibly thrilling, as if they were repeatedly probing the edge of death…

It could be described as playing with fire in a powder keg, to describe their adventurous behavior.

Miss Esme Smith did not stop the actions of the team members.

She took out her notebook and began to seriously record the experimental data, directing the exploration team members to carry out the experiments.

When it came to experimentation at sea, she was as passionate as her team of explorers.

Derek Davis coughed lightly, interrupting Miss Esme Smith’s operation, asking if they should move the ship away from the Eastern Region No.117, where the cargo ship was.

After thinking for a few seconds, Esme Smith gave a negative response.

“There’s no need to worry about the Imperial soldiers aboard the cargo ship catching up, Derek. Those who forcibly move in the Lost Sea Fog, whether people or ships, will be permanently lost and never be able to leave the fog. Besides, we have to wait here for the assistance sent by the Alchemy Cathedral.”

Derek thought about it and simply had his team members help the research team with their experiments at sea.

Noland Lee, avoiding the lively outer corridor, came to the quieter corridor near the stern of the ship.

He squinted at the grey mist in front of him, carefully observing every detail of the fog.

Ripples, fragmentation, floating…

The strange fog constantly changed its posture in the air but never drifted in the direction of the exploration ship.

in Eastern Region No.117, but Noland Lee never felt

of extraordinary feature created this

threw the deconstruction technique at

[System Message:]

to use the

energy points, allowing the degree of deconstruction to reach

“10 billion…”

the idea

effects, or else he would have to spend 100 billion

chin,

the “Soul Shield” on himself, imitating the movements of the investigation team

felt a refreshingly chilly

Lee took a deep breath, feeling no difficulty in breathing; there was air in the

hear the voices of the exploration team members nearby. It seemed that sound could also propagate in

Lee reached out his right arm into the fog and threw

the punch moved, the fog surged violently, but Noland Lee’s

The punch missed.

lighter out of his

wide-eyed, hoping to see

he was destined to be

gray mist passed through the

consumed the air

alien space noise with his “Soul Shield” while trying to use various ways to

space, Noland

just too unpleasant to the

why a dial-up modem sound would

he wouldn’t risk being harmed by the noise just

fog, it wasn’t too late to risk passively deconstructing the noise of

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