He strode in, cast a glance at the child swaddled in cloth. Unlike newborns who cried incessantly from birth, this infant was unnervingly quiet. Under his pale skin, purple veins were visible, making him seem especially fragile.,The scene before her was darkness, with only a small patch in front of her that could be sensed by light, just like her current situation.,Sound, smell, temperature, breath...... anything that can feedback the surrounding situation will become one's "eyes".。