Clyde continued to walk around the city while eating bread. Until now he had finished five packs of bread within ten minutes.
Here he no longer sees any survivors which indicate that most likely most of the city's residents are dead.
Viewed from any angle, this apocalypse is indeed very heavy for ordinary humans. There shouldn't be any humans who could survive even the first day.
Now that the third day has come, Clyde believes that the only remaining humans living in this city might just be himself, his group members, and one other group that Clyde doesn't know where they are now.
When he looked up, the gray clouds were moving again.
They had not yet covered the sun but the morning atmosphere was already dark.
Clyde even believed that it might rain today. Heavy rain and storms will hit this already gloomy and ruined city.
Perhaps the rain would wash away the scattered corpses of humans and monsters.
