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"I smell it too!"
Kim Myungjin, holding a handkerchief over his mouth and nose, could still perceive the strong stench of decay.
"You all go out, I'll take a look around by myself!"
Lin Baici had a keen sense of smell, so he could gather more information through scents than others could.
The foul smell drifted from every household, indicating that most homes must contain something dead. Yet, these humble farmhouses showed no signs of being plundered. There was only one answer left: the dead were chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs.
With Lin Baici's sharp olfactory senses, he didn't even have to inhale deeply to effortlessly locate a farmhouse emitting a particularly intense odour.
He walked over, stood outside the fence, and swept a glance inside.
The ground was littered with dead chickens, their bodies swarmed by flies the size of soybeans, covering them thickly and looking like a layer of armour, which was extremely disgusting to behold.
"Little Bai."
