Those several white coats were shouting, Han Xiao hadn't heard their language before, but he could understand the meaning. "Experiment", "survival time", "guard" these words made him feel uneasy. Footsteps sounded urgently outside the door, someone was quickly approaching.,The trials and tribulations of the budding organization and later versions, compared to the galactic catastrophes they faced, were mere trifles. However, for Han Xiao at present, this situation was a deadly predicament.,Two expressionless stern guards stepped forward, each grabbing one of Han Xiao's arms and pulling him out. Han Xiao glanced at the strong figures beneath their uniforms and the pistols on their hips, instantly abandoning his plan to resist.。