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The square, bathed in bright light, was vast, seemingly the size of two soccer fields put together, with many discarded machines piled up at the edges.
No one.
This place was like a junkyard.
Silence.
Chu Ge looked around.
The other Survivors did the same.
"Wow, such a beautiful junkyard?"
"Who created this underground world?"
"Be careful of ambushes."
"Could these abandoned robots come back to life?"
"If you give them a charge, perhaps they really could come back to life."
"Hahaha, what about the Electric Eel? Do we have anyone here with the power of an Electric Eel?"
The Survivors each shared their thoughts, the atmosphere still relatively light.
The scruffy man turned his head and pressed his hand downward, signaling everyone to quiet down.
'I am God' walked to the front, sniffing the air in different directions.
The sense of smell of felines is incredibly sharp.
Chu Ge could smell a strong scent of gunpowder.
