"Ugh..." ×7
Lu Man and his six companions were kneeling not far from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, vomiting even their meals from the night before.
The stench of countless decaying flesh was so overwhelming that it covered up the smell of the rainbow-like vomit from all seven of them.
Inexperienced flowers from the greenhouse, even if they've poked big holes before, still can't stand such a dreadful scene.
"Hmm, not bad!"
Chen Fei and Heseman Brown exchanged a glance, sharing a mutually understanding look.
The seven-member team was vomiting profusely at the periphery of the third "abnormal region," but at least they could stick around until now; their psychological resilience was barely adequate—not so bad as to start puking uncontrollably just upon arrival. The work ahead won't be easy.
"They still need more practice!"
