The black car drove for an unknown length of time.
Finally, it stopped in a desolate place.
There were no zombies, no mutant animals, and no survivors here.
A vast emptiness stretched out before them.
Wang Ge and Dean Wang got off the car and approached a large stone.
Wang Ge stood expressionless in front of the stone, his pale and slender hand pressed against it.
What seemed like a frail body erupted with immense power, forcibly moving the stone a certain distance.
Revealing a downward staircase.
This staircase seemed to have been created a very long time ago.
The steps were slabs chiseled by hand, covered in green moss.
Modern times are the age of machinery, it's rare to see such rustic stone slabs.
Judging from the age of the stone slabs and the weathered traces at the entrance, it was obvious this passageway had existed for a long time.
It appeared to have weathered countless years of wind and sun.
