One hundred and fourteen. The new resident

The clouds enveloping Belfast had not yet dissipated.

Although with the arrival of dawn, the Mist of Strangeness receded back into the deep sea, leaving the streets without the wandering monsters of the mist, only a haze formed by a whole night of burning made the city appear blurred.

But the crisis still existed.

A significant number of monsters had not vanished with the Mist of Strangeness. They hid in dark alleys or deserted houses, waiting for opportunities to strike.

The carnage would continue for a few more days, until there were hardly any human survivors left in the city.

Anna could feel the murky presence of the monsters gathering over the city—it was like a city of monsters.

Therefore, she didn't think it was a good idea for Lu Li to go back for a look.

"Elm Street is on the outskirts of the city, it shouldn't be too dangerous there," Lu Li, held in Anna's arms, replied.