In the underground chamber, a figure in a white coat was concentrating on recording the instrument data in front of him. Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him, and the tip of a pen slid a long track on the paper.

'Who? Professor Orran looked back with an even grimmer face.

"What's going on?" As soon as Hansel came in, he demanded aggressively, "Why did the medicine stop? The people below reported to me today that the medicine is empty, there are no new refills, they have no ...