What He Ming thought while he looked at his surrounding was...
'Shit'
The situation outside the building was like watching dead scenery filled with pollution and disgusting, rotting things. Even the sky was greenish and not a shred of sunlight could penetrate that green smog. Just looking at it made He Ming want to throw up.
"Ah focus, focus, no time to look at the place, focus on shelter and food first... Gah! My OCD is acting up," He Ming said while he shudder on his own skin. He used up the time to walk around to scout the city near the building while at the same time, noting down the mutants that cross his paths and collecting the green spheres from the corpses. Looking at the watch on his wrist it was already around six p.m. when he got back to the laboratory building with a sigh.
