"Damn it!"
The newly boarded Lin Jin's brain had completely crashed, overwhelmed by the insane flood of information about the "million-strong zombie tide," "inducers," and "Evolution Beasts" assaulting his fragile nerves.
"You're joking, right?"
Lin Jin tried to find a teasing expression on everyone's faces, but unfortunately, there was none.
Among them, the only person he was familiar with was Mountain Goat, who had returned with him. At this moment, Mountain Goat's eyes seemed to be covered with a thin membrane, and his calm expression was eerily strange.
Mountain Goat was genuinely calm.
Using his ability to look around, all he saw was a land awash in red, leaving no reason to struggle; even expressions were a waste of emotion.
There was no probability of survival; all directions, front, back, left, right, up, and down, were dead ends!
