The torrential rain lasted for three days, seemingly washing the entire world anew. After pouring relentlessly, the thick scent of blood in Shanchuan City, left by Lu Chuan's massacre, reduced significantly.
Even the stench of decaying zombie corpses quickly dissipated under the cleansing rain.
"Finally stopped, it rained for three days, truly unexpected!"
Going downstairs, Lu Chuan looked at the 'brand new' world and shook his head. However, after the rainy days, he did feel the air was much fresher, sweeping away the stuffy atmosphere of being cooped up at home for three days.
Just then, a series of cheerful laughter came over.
Tap-tap-tap~
Successfully taming the mutated black bull, Zhao Lin rode it proudly, flaunting downstairs, continuously waving the steel saber in her hand, producing a series of whooshing sounds.
"Haha, Lu Chuan, how's my mount? Isn't it mighty? Soon, I'll charge in and out of the zombie horde!"
