The sky was a hazy gray, casting a shadow over people's hearts, with the morning mist enveloping the mountain village. Everything seemed calm, as if last night had been just a dream.
However, beneath the big tree, the countless bat corpses clearly proved that what happened last night was real.
Amidst the bats, a person lay quietly there. From the outside, their appearance was unrecognizable. Only through the outline and the exposed white bones could one discern that it was a human.
In the air, the metallic odor of blood lingered, a scent even more unsettling than last night's stench.
"Ugh..."
The little girl retched, unable to hold it any longer, and ran to the side, while Lu Yao and Lin Jiaxuan rushed over to comfort her.
The scene was indeed too tragic. Even Lin Zhiyan and Xiao Feng couldn't help but frown as they recalled Shao Wenxing's relieved smile just before being engulfed by the bats. Their hearts felt indescribably heavy.
