The dim light illuminated the oppressive road ahead.
The invisible pollution that spread across every inch of space was like a muffled drum hammering on people's hearts, beating over and over.
Zhang Yusi looked up at He Ao ahead of her, then lowered her head to gaze at the bloodstained road beneath her feet.
They had only walked out a little over a hundred meters, and the corridors they passed were mostly empty, destroyed areas or completely damaged electronic equipment.
And in this span of a hundred meters, Zhang Yusi deeply felt the meaning of He Ao's words that "pollution is everywhere."
With the death of the Sea Anemone Monster, that intense pollution shock gradually faded, and for a very short time, Zhang Yusi thought everything would return to its unpolluted state.
But as time ticked by, she gradually realized that people should not be too naive.
If there is loud noise ringing in one's ears, then the subtle noise can go unnoticed.
