Bab 711: Magical Fortune Telling, The Fate of the Island in the Near Future

Day 152 - 11:21 AM - Pandan District Hospital, Salvacion (Tariwara), Municipality of Pandan, Cantanduanes

At the base of the Neutral Faction of the rebels, the people looked tired. Most of them had not gotten any sleep since yesterday. However, it could not be helped.

It would only take a glance at the northern part of the base, and anyone would know what happened. After all, there was no way to hide the hundreds to thousands of dead bodies that lay there.

The previous night was tough for everyone. It was fortunate that they received a warning from a magical entity before everything happened.

"Wew... I can finally take a break." Bert sat down on the pavement by the roadside as he looked at the other men working. "You all take care that there's no infected still alive!"

"We got it, Boss!"

One worker replied with the others in agreement.