After roughly exploring the entire office building, Bai Zhi returned to the second floor.
Compared to the floors above, the air on the second floor was arguably the best, and there were ample supplies here as well. It was an excellent place to take shelter.
After several hours of searching, Bai Zhi's stamina had dropped to a critical point, and his flashlight was nearly out of power. Fortunately, he still had several batteries in his inventory, so that was not a concern.
Exploring the entire office building had taken him nearly three or four hours. By now, it was already close to noon.
After casually taking a pack of instant noodles from the pile of supplies, Bai Zhi sat down on the sofa in the reception hall.
There was no need to elaborate on the tragedy that had occurred inside this office building, but there were still quite a few suspicious points... such as what exactly had caused those people's deaths.
...Had they gone mad after suffering complete mental breakdowns?
But among the neatly arranged corpses on the second floor where he currently was, there were no signs of struggle whatsoever. It was as if they had willingly allowed themselves to be killed.
And based on his exploration over the past few hours, there was a high chance that the corpses on the second floor had been moved down from the top floor, because he had not found any supplies on any of the other floors.
...From madness back to reason?
Chewing on the instant noodles in his hand, Bai Zhi wore a thoughtful expression.
If this had been a brutal competition for survival, with the number of people decreasing floor by floor from top to bottom, and the survivors moving down one floor each time, then could there still