Tang Zhen stepped into the hall. A "creaking" sound was heard behind him as the decayed metal door slowly closed.
The strange man who led the way followed them in, but the rotten smell on him seemed to have disappeared, and he looked no different from a normal person.
However, Tang Zhen felt a trace of uncomfortable aura. It was as though the other party's body was covered with a layer of human skin. The essence of the other party was still that rotten wreckage.
Or rather, both the ferry and the strange man in front of them made them feel very uncomfortable.
It was as if he was facing another creature, filled with a sense of strangeness and estrangement, and there was no way for them to communicate.
Tang Zhen seemed to casually size up the items in the hall. He discovered that the decorations here were very complete and it looked like a real Inn.
