After a small number of zombies swam over, under the narrow walls, it was also very difficult for them to pile up high enough to enter the North District.
Huff, huff—
Hai Chao trembled as he put down the spear in his hands.
A few days ago, when he accidentally stabbed a zombie, his hand was cut without enough care.
In the acid rain.
His right hand starting from the initial red spots, began to peel.
Then it festered, and now the festering had reached a point where even the tendons inside could be seen.
All day in the acid rain was pretty much like soaking in a pool of it.
The corrosion from the acid rain exacerbated the wound on his right hand.
Ah—
Hai Chao used his left hand to cover the right, trying hard to keep the acid rain from wetting the wound.
He had just stepped through the door when he spotted a one-eyed man.
It was Duan Mei, who had lost his right eye to acid rain corrosion.
