In the parking lot of a building.
A thick layer of dust has accumulated on the numerous abandoned cars here, and the air is filled with a strong bloody scent.
"Clang!"
Chen Shouyi wiped his sword and sheathed it, gripping the hilt, his face cold as he quickly walked out of the parking lot.
Behind him, five barbarian corpses were still twitching incessantly.
Five days had already passed.
Now, fewer and fewer barbarians were coming out, the stupid and bold ones had died early on, and the remaining barbarians began to hide.
Parking lots, buildings, woods in parks, sewers, even lakes—wherever you can think of, all became their hiding places.
Many barbarians, in order to avoid human extermination, even resorted to feeding on rotten corpses, not just human corpses but also those of their kind.
In the past five days, the number of barbarians that died at the hands of Chen Shouyi had exceeded two hundred.
Even mighty warriors at the Martial Master Level had just killed five.
