章節 58: West Wing is Clear

The poisonous fog, however, defied expectations. Rather than dispersing into the air, it lingered.

"Ugh, the stench of burning rotten flesh," Jenny grumbled, waving away the smoke.

Jenny wrinkled her nose, repulsed by the nauseating odor of burning, rotten flesh as the smoke wafted through the air.

[System Command Activated: Enable Toxic Smoke Filtration Mask]

Jenny stood still, cradling her bowgun in a seductive pose, gazing playfully at the zombie reaching out towards her.

However, with just an inch to spare before the zombie's sharp nails touched her face, the decaying flesh and bone suddenly melted away, resembling a candle consumed by fire.

"Amazing, Jenny," Anna praised, observing the sight of dozens of zombies crowding the corridor, melting one by one.

[System Command: Record Scene]

Anna marveled at the sight of dozens of zombies crowding the corridor, melting one by one due to the exploding arrow's poisonous mist.