With Bai Youwei temporarily out of commission, Shen Mo had to continue to lead the team.
He turned around, looking at their surroundings, and found that this place was a restaurant. There was a cash register at the entrance. Inside, there were many tables and chairs and decorative paintings hung on the walls, but all had turned flesh-like.
Everything had turned red and bloody. Even the air was filled with the salty stench of raw meat.
He had left in a hurry earlier, temporarily placing Bai Youwei on a chair covered in flesh lumps. Now, looking at her pale face, it seemed she was frightened.
Tan Xiao, out of curiosity, also pulled out a chair, touched it, and then tried to sit on it. His expression was subtle.
"...It feels like sitting on someone's lap." He muttered as he stood up, feeling uncomfortable and didn't sit for long.
Chang Weicai was more interested in Shen Mo's actions when he rushed out earlier, and asked, "What was that thing that crawled by? Is it aggressive?"
