He dared not meet the boss's eyes and could only stiffen his scalp and walk up to the food to make his selection.
Wang Tao wasn't interested in the food, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he began to look around.
Wang Tao could clearly feel that there were many signs of battle here. There was also some black blood; he wondered if it belonged to zombies. Moreover, there was a strange smell that even the scent of disinfectant couldn't completely suppress.
At this end of the hall, there were several hollow display cabinets, which should have contained decorative items, but now were cluttered with various things—like toilet paper, screwdrivers, and tattered clothes. The toilet paper was even stained with black blood, which Wang Tao found distasteful.
