Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Sarah knew that lan couldn't buy too much time. After all, those things were her own creation. She quickly composed herself and

retrieved the explosives, distributing them among the small group gathered before her.

"Find scorners, especially near doors, and set the explosives there. But remember to keep your distance from us - the blast

from these things is fierce."

It had taken her three years to develop this explosive, which was many times more powerful than standard dynamite.

The ground had already shuddered once. If the explosives were added to the mix, an earthquake and landslide could very well

follow soon after.

At that point, the research base would either be blown to the surface or buried forever underground. But there was no choice left.

As lan had pointed out, waiting around was a death sentence.

A few people quickly set off with their explosive-laden backpacks, donning an extra layer of protective gear. With the majority of

people in the main hall wearing similar suits, and with Philip's focus fixed on lan, the big screen continuously displayed lan's face

and his dire situation.

lan was dodging attacks from Subject 8, managing to avoid them but still looking ragged.

Subject 8's strength was beyond human, fixating on lan like a predator poised to pounce. lan had just taken a punch that made

every breath a painful effort.

Maja is going to be devastated.

Philip could've taken them all down in

8's assaults. Philip watched with interest,

the

need, a testament to Isaac's influence, something she had always hidden from

never trusted Philip; if it weren't for her feelings for Phil, she would've killed

because she hadn't, they were now in this

once again dodged an attack from

to survive to see his family

silent assault on lan, the fight between them escalating. The other test

unable to get close.

and a few others had placed the explosives in

hesitated.

led him there, along with rumors that a

experiments.

terrifying than he had imagined. It was likely that the genius was

dead, used for experiments.

the explosives prepared, and then asked his

"Yeah."

the minutes. They had three minutes to activate the bombs and then retreat

the sight of the test subjects’ relentless killing spree

looked like.

moved slowly, and the three minutes flew

running

central hall, it had beca world akin to

had been released. A few protective suits had melted from

continued with ferocity.

was already battered and bruised. Amidst the chaos,