As they entered the second floor, the temperature in the entire space seemed to drop by several degrees.
Fang Zhou's description of this hall was evidently not detailed enough… this place was practically a slaughterhouse.
"Ugh!" Xu Shuhan couldn't help but cover her nose with a grimace after just one glance inside.
While Ling Mo's reaction wasn't as extreme, his expression changed instantly as well.
"This place is..."
Everywhere on the floor and on the tables were severed limbs, and even half a corpse hung from the ceiling fan, with its hollow eyes staring at them.
Yu Wenxuan took a few steps forward, saying, "Could this be the zombies' kitchen or dining hall?"
Xia Na frowned and said, "Judging by the freshness, these remains are from a few days ago at the latest, and possibly from when the disaster first broke out."
If this place had been in use for such a long time, the bodies left here must have been numbering in the thousands.
