Scars 3

Gray City.

The empty city wall passage was dotted with soldiers in full protective gear, who like strings of black ants, patrolled wearily and tensely.

From time to time, one could see heaps of pale red foam on the ground.

These foams were everywhere, as if they had been sprayed randomly and discarded by the roadside.

The piles of foam varied in size, some even taking on a human shape.

They were like a pale red growth, proliferating across the entire surface of Gray City.

Zhang Kaijun was dressed in protective clothing, his eyes peering through the goggles at this scene.

"How is the quarantine foam working?" he asked.

"Quite well," a towering, burly personal guard behind him replied. "It can isolate any source of infection at the fastest speed, preventing the further expansion of most infectious elements of the Black Disaster."

"Credit the research department for their achievements," Zhang Kaijun said indistinctly. "How much longer can we hold out on water?"