The surroundings were silent, with dark green moss crawling up the walls. Only the distant sound of car engines broke this tranquility.
It felt as if this place was a secret corner hidden deep within the modern bustling city.
After several twists and turns, an unremarkable iron door appeared before them.
The door was rusted, and if it weren't for the weak red light flashing in the corner of the electronic lock, it would almost blend into the derelict environment.
Li Dingjian stepped forward, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated.
Soon, a layer of invisible light waves rippled from his fingertips.
This was his unique "Perception Pulse" ability, allowing him to resonate with electronic devices and perceive their internal structure and password patterns.
Moments later, Li Dingjian's fingers moved lightly, tapping swiftly on the electronic lock.
With a "beep," the iron door slowly opened, emitting a teeth-grinding creak.
