The moment the door of the wooden cabin opened, the scene inside immediately gave the players present a feeling of a zombie releasing its cage.
The haggard Wanderers inside were dressed in rags, with messy hair and dirty faces, holding cold weapons such as knives and axes, and even carrying bones, charging out.
A pair of eyes filled with bloodshot were unnerving.
However, Shen Congfei and the other four did not panic. The weapons in their hands spewed sparks from the gun muzzles.
The eyes of a few players nearby brightened, clearly coming up with some idea.
When the gunfire ceased, essentially, there were no Wanderers still standing inside the cabin.
"Be careful, everyone. We must hit each corpse in the fatal location."
After Shen Congfei finished speaking, he led everyone inside.
The wooden cabin was large enough to accommodate twenty or thirty Wanderers without crowding.
In such a large space, the interior was very rudimentary, with nothing else but a long table.
