Su Shanshan took a step back and touched the wall. She felt a sticky sensation. Her hand was covered in a layer of red. She took a whiff and the pungent smell of blood hit her nose. Only then did she realize that the entire wall here was stained with blood. However, because it had been too long and had been stained with too much blood, the wall had turned black. She had not noticed it right away.
The floor was sticky to the touch, and the color was the same as the wall. It was not difficult to guess that the ground had been soaked in blood.
Su Shanshan was shaken. She was puzzled, but she felt no other emotion. After all, the last thing in the apocalypse was a lack of dead people and blood. What infuriated her was that the blood belonged to infants, and that the people who killed them were humans.
How could a small village find so many babies? Perhaps the children's biological parents were among the murderers.
