"I... I'm still alive?"
"Could this be hell?"
At this moment, Zhao Lin felt dizzy and unsteady as she got up from the ground and looked around in confusion.
Before Da Pang smashed her to death with a hammer, she had been beaten to the point of bleeding from her seven orifices.
Therefore, everything she saw was covered in dried blood, and as she looked around now, it was nothing but a bloody haze in her vision.
Feeling discomfort in her eyes, Zhao Lin instinctively wiped them and finally regained clarity.
She saw the familiar street around her, the familiar district, and even the giant zombie not far away seemed so familiar.
This wasn't the Underworld; wasn't this the Sunshine District she saw right before she died?!
Zhao Lin's pupils constricted as she realized she seemed to still be alive.
"No, wait! How am I still alive?!"
Zhao Lin was completely stunned.
