C388 Night 2 Before the War

Xia Mo couldn't help but look at the clock on the wall again. The second needle was still hovering between four and five.

"Fog City is neither big nor small. Maybe someone has already been infected somewhere at this time." Xia Mo frowned, "Do you have a better idea?"

"Although your arrangement is troublesome, it is the most effective. This place is built on the seal of the secret realm