What did a normal Level Three shelter look like?
Even if it was small, even if it had suffered devastating losses, it should at least look like a shelter.
And what did a shelter that had weathered a crisis look like?
Half collapsed, its people gripped by panic.
They had seen all kinds of shelters on their journey from Capital City.
But they had never seen anything like F19.
Li Xin's eyes widened in disbelief. "This is a shelter? Why does it look like an ancient ruin that's been rotting for years?"
The shelter before them had not merely collapsed completely.
Everything underground was covered in dust, blackened and weathered. Iron frames had rusted, and even the reinforced concrete was crumbling. They could barely make out traces of what it had once been.
Was this really a shelter?
For a moment, everyone questioned it inwardly.
Hao Jingye and Gu Qiansheng dug a sign out of the rubble. Written across it in large letters were the words-F19 Shelter.
"It really is." Zhang Kun drew a breath and stepped forward in astonishment. The sign was battered and rusty too, riddled with holes of unknown origin. Its mottled surface left the lettering blurred.
Sheng An frowned slightly.
As though she had noticed something, she quickly jumped down into the shelter and tried to lift a collapsed concrete slab.
Qi Lingwu followed and helped her lift it.
Beneath it lay a skeleton.
Both of them frowned.
Hao Jingye and the others came over too, sucking in sharp breaths.
Long Tianyu frowned. "How could it have decayed this badly? Even the bodies have been reduced to bones..."
Hao Jingye offered a guess. "Could it have something to do with the miasma in the southwest?"
Otherwise, how could everything have decayed so quickly?
Not only had