Everyone recollected themselves as they walked into the city.
There were scorched black traces everywhere, and hearing the uniform march of footsteps on the deserted road made their hair stand on end.
This place was too eerily quiet.
It made them feel like there were numerous pairs of eyes staring at them silently from the shadows.
Liang Qingqing abruptly pivoted her head, vigilantly sweeping her sharp gaze at the corner.
There was nothing there.
But she clearly sensed someone's eyes on her just now.
Was it her imagination?
The entire fortification reeked of rotting and carried a putrid stench. This was evidently a ghost city already.
Even so, a large number of zombies had definitely amassed here before.
The best method of dealing with them was to round them up before disposing of them to prevent these things from fleeing and assaulting the nearby fortifications, such as Rice City.
