In the putrid, damp darkness, He-Gu held up his phone's flashlight, his entire body frozen in place.@@novelbin@@

Under the weak light of the phone's flashlight, a mass of "human-shaped rotten flesh" stood there.

Yes, human-shaped rotten flesh—that was the most fitting description He-Gu could think of at the moment.

It was entirely a mass of decayed flesh, with festering skin and flesh all over, oozing red and yellow viscous fluids.

Yet, it was human-shaped, "standing" there like a person.

In the position where its head should be, one could barely make out some remnants of skin and two eyes bulging out like a crab's, grotesquely hanging on its face.

He-Gu had seen all kinds of gory horror movies before, but seeing such a thing standing right in front of him was almost beyond his psychological tolerance, delivering a nearly overwhelming visual and mental shock.

As He-Gu stared blankly at this "human-shaped rotten flesh," the radio in his pocket crackled to life: "As you can see, I can only speak through that radio now."

This thing was entirely a "human-shaped rotten flesh," corroded and melted, without even a mouth, no wonder it couldn't speak!

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