It All Went Wrong

After dealing with the bodies here, the professional corpse collector moved them over to the truck.

Sitting in the driver's seat, the corpse collector saw Ren Feihong standing motionlessly where she was. He leaned out and asked, "Want to take a ride?"

"Yeah."

The corpse collector's vehicle was a customized semi-truck, its spacious cab large enough to accommodate his towering frame.

The trailer was already piled high with cargo. Bare feet and scraps of clothing protruded from the heap, making it easy to guess what the cargo really was.

After loading the cargo into the trailer, the corpse collector silently started the truck and set off down the bumpy road.

Ren Feihong no longer had any desire to explore the mall. She wordlessly gazed out the window.

It had just rained in Fangshan. The rain had lowered the perceived temperature by five degrees. But thanks to the Artificial Spiritual Root in her body, the watch on her wrist had not issued any warnings.

Her physical capabilities were growing stronger by the day, and her powerful prosthetics were gradually granting her greater strength. Yet compared to the gloom hanging over Fangshan, she still felt terribly weak.

The road had gone without repairs for a long time. Its potholes were filled with filthy stagnant water, and every now and then, she could see someone soaking in the sewage, having completely lost the will to live.

An economic downturn was not a natural disaster, but it looked even more terrifying than one.

At least with a natural disaster, there was somewhere to hide. But now, there was nowhere to hide.

As she silently watched the outside, Ren Feihong suddenly asked, "Aren't you collecting the bodies outside?"

"They've used too many enhancers. Their vital energy and blood are depleted, so they aren't worth much.