Chapter 69: Divine Artifact of the Deceased

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The doors were wide open, and a creaking sound came through with the wind. And what was seen through the crack of the door was not only the dust-covered ground and furniture but also startling traces of killings.

This was a common scene left behind in most stores after the apocalypse. Compared to the desolate streets, these dark shops were even more alarming and fearsome.

Perhaps behind the counter, perhaps under the shelf, or even in a corner behind the door lay a zombie, quietly lurking and ready to pounce like lightning on anyone approaching. As soon as one became aware of the danger, they were often already torn to pieces by the zombie...

No one dared approach these places carelessly; the opened doors of the shops were like gaping maws thirsting for life, sending shivers down one's spine.