Chen Xu looked at the tightly shut gate. Amid his nervousness, he could not help feeling curious. What exactly was going on inside this shelter?
The transport vehicle's headlights shone on the gate, revealing that the ground had been cleaned thoroughly. It had definitely been done by people.
Together with the tightly shut gate, did that mean this place had not been breached by monsters?
But there was another possibility: the shelter had been breached, and this road had been cleared by those who came later. If that was the case, those people might have already left. That would explain why so many monster corpses had been left outside the walls.
As he made all sorts of guesses, the transport vehicle slowly drove forward.
As they drew closer, Chen Xu saw several spots on the rust-covered gate reflecting a metallic gleam. He suddenly realized that the uneven brown patches covering its surface were not rust stains, but bloodstains.
"How many monsters died in front of these walls?"
His scalp prickled. What kind of magic could make countless monsters of different races launch a collective, suicidal charge?
The shelter was becoming increasingly shrouded in mystery, making him feel even more tense as he anticipated what they might encounter once they entered.
The transport vehicle drew nearer and nearer. Just as it was about to reach the gate, a blinding white beam shone down from above.
"There really are people inside."
The glare made Chen Xu unable to open his eyes, but a trace of joy rose within him. If there were people to communicate with, he would have a better chance of resolving the doubts in his heart.
As for his personal safety, he did not think too much about it. Worrying would be useless. If the people in the shelter