With a gulp of Lucky Milk, Feng Xue pushed open the doors one by one. As his fingers touched the study's door, the power that spread throughout the room was triggered.
Although it felt different from before, Feng Xue knew that the door had opened.
Without any intention of pausing, he pushed open the door, and as it swung open, the scene before him changed as well.
As he felt as though he had passed through some kind of barrier, Feng Xue found himself in a modern office.
The decor of the office was relatively simple: only a desk, an ergonomic chair, and a computer that seemed a bit different but was essentially made up of a keyboard, monitor, and main unit.
Although the computer's screen was black, the faint humming sound coming from the tower suggested it was probably just asleep.
