Creak...
The air in the sewer was quite murky, especially the feeling of stepping into the silt, which brought great torment to people... A mixture of decay and stench continuously surged up from below, and with each step, there was a sense of sinking.
As they moved forward, Ling Mo kept observing his surroundings, but the more he observed, the more his scalp tingled. It wasn't just the ground; even the concrete walls on both sides had many strange marks. At first glance, they looked like mold or moss, but upon closer inspection, it became apparent that those marks were mostly a mixture of flesh and mucus... Even the walls were like this, not to mention what these silts were composed of...
