C289 Exiled Team

On the city's distant outskirts lay an abandoned chemical plant, secluded and desolate. Within its basement, a gaunt figure lay curled up, a thin windbreaker draped over his upper body, the very image of frailty and helplessness. His name was Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had been holed up in the chemical plant for seven days, nursing his wounds. His consciousness hovered between waking and dreaming