บท 4787: Survivors in a desperate situation (1)

The dark clouds in the sky were thick and heavy, as if they would fall at any moment and smash everything on the ground into dust.

The ground was also like a faded painting, with black and gray spots everywhere, exuding an aura of despair and death.

All living things had withered, and humans and beasts were extinct. The once lively and bustling city had now been reduced to ruins.

From time to time, the howls of demons could be heard, reverberating through the damaged concrete jungle. It sounded terrifying and eerie.

A gust of wind blew across the street, carrying with it the rotting corpses and the foul smell of monster feces.

This city was silently walking towards its death.

Suddenly, a sound came from the buildings beside the street, like a rat gnawing on something.

A series of footsteps sounded. The sound was very soft, but it was very clear on this deathly silent street.