Old Zhang looked inside the car and found that the key was still there. There were some black spots on the dashboard, which he wondered if they were bloodstains that had faded over time.

Old Zhang stayed in the car for a while before getting out.

Although he really wanted to drive and experience what it felt like, these kinds of cars are usually very loud, and nobody knows where the driver is. If he offended someone under the pressure of these multiple crises, the consequences would definitely outweigh the gains.

Sun Muchen kept circling the car, and it was unclear whether she had figured something out or not. Perhaps it was just human nature to want to look at something new and rare, even if one couldn't have it.

Wang Lan originally wanted to call Sun Muchen to stop, but seeing how engrossed Sun Muchen was in watching, and thinking that the appearance of the car had somewhat eased the gloom in Sun Muchen's heart about the fat man's death, she couldn't bear to call out. Meanwhile, her own curiosity was also piqued, so she walked forward and started looking around the car.

"Brother, look at the seats in this car, they feel even more comfortable than our bed at home!"

"Of course!" Wang Lan rolled her eyes at her and patted the car seat. "They say this is genuine leather, and it's incredibly comfortable!"

Sun Muchen looked puzzled. "Genuine leather? What's genuine leather?"

Wang Lan thought for a moment and replied, "Literally, it means real human skin! Serves you right for not studying hard enough; you don't even know something this simple."

Sun Muchen looked disgusted. "Human skin? That's so disgusting!"

"What do you know? It's said that before the mutation, humans all used genuine leather, it was all the rage!"

Sun Muchen's expression of disgust deepened.

She never imagined that humans before the mutation would be so ruthless, even using human skin as a common practice. This level of depravity was no less than that of people today!

Old Zhang stood aside watching the two of them, occasionally exchanging a few words, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

No matter how fearless they are in the face of difficulties, they cannot escape their youthful nature.

Old Zhang shook his head and smiled, sighing, "They're still just two kids after all!"

Then they walked to one side.

The brother and sister continued watching and discussing animatedly.

"Brother, can you drive?"

"How could I possibly drive?" Wang Lan said. "You have to understand, before the anomaly, driving required passing four or five tests, which were extremely difficult. Countless people failed. I've never even studied driving, so how could I possibly drive?"

"Four wheels!" Sun Muchen exclaimed in surprise. "That's too difficult!"

"Tch, look at your pathetic surprised face," Wang Lan poked Sun Muchen's forehead and said, "If you study history well, maybe we can drive this car away!"

“I don’t believe it,” Sun Muchen curled his lip. “What does history have to do with driving?”

As he spoke, Sun Muchen had a new question.

"Brother, what do you think is the energy source for this thing? Why can it run?"

This question completely stumped Wang Lan. He couldn't even explain what energy was, so he didn't know how to make something up.

Just then, Old Zhang emerged from the red mist and shouted to the two of them, "I've discovered something new here!"

Upon hearing this, the two immediately put the issue of the vehicle's energy supply out of their minds and headed towards Old Zhang.

Old Zhang pointed ahead and said, "Look, the terrain here has changed significantly. It's no longer flat; it's now a slope."

Wang Lan and Sun Muchen looked over and saw that the ground in front of them was indeed starting to slope downwards, although the slope was relatively gentle, but it looked like it was a long distance.

You can still vaguely see some footprints, pointing downwards.

Old Zhang suggested, "Let's go down and see what we can find."

Wang Lan turned to look at Lao Zhang and suddenly realized that the middle-aged man in front of him was somewhat different.

Perhaps the fat man's death changed him.

The group went down.

The red mist gradually thickened as the group descended, and the stench of blood grew stronger. Old Zhang's face turned extremely pale again, while Wang Lan felt warm and comfortable, her complexion becoming rosy, a stark contrast to Old Zhang.

Sun Muchen, however, did not see any change in her at all.

As the group descended further and further, the ground beneath their feet began to become damp, though the footprints became more numerous and clearer. After walking for a while longer, they discovered that the footprints had multiplied considerably, covering the ground densely. At the same time, large amounts of dried bloodstains appeared on the ground.

A soft sound came from ahead. Wang Lan listened carefully; it sounded like chewing food.

He gave Sun Muchen and Lao Zhang a wink, then slung the Vajra Umbrella over his shoulder and walked ahead.

The red fog had thickened to the point of obscuring vision; visibility was now less than a meter. The group moved forward side by side. Sun Muchen held her pistol, her finger already on the trigger. She was tense and walked cautiously. Suddenly, she felt something trip her up, and she stumbled, almost instinctively crying out.

Fortunately, Wang Lan reacted quickly, covering Sun Muchen's mouth and helping her to her feet.

Old Zhang then let out a heavy nasal sound.

"Um!"

The brother and sister looked over and saw that Old Zhang's face was deathly pale, and he was standing there unsteadily, but he had a furrowed brow and pointed to the ground with a look of astonishment.

Wang Lan was puzzled. Just then, Sun Muchen patted him again. Wang Lan had no choice but to turn his head, only to find that Sun Muchen was also pointing at his feet with a horrified expression.

Wang Lan looked down in confusion and saw that at Sun Muchen's feet was half a human corpse. Moreover, the appearance of the corpse was very strange. The white bones were exposed at the arm, but the muscle tissue was black and dry, like dried meat.

Wang Lan couldn't help but wonder, as this was the first time he had ever seen a corpse like this.

He was thinking of checking if the same corpse had appeared over Old Zhang's side, but just as he turned around, he suddenly heard a roar coming from the red mist ahead.

A humanoid shadow suddenly appeared in their line of sight, instantly enlarging as it rushed towards them. The red mist seemed to be pushed aside by this enormous shadow, surging to both sides. Wang Lan's eyes widened, and he quickly pushed Sun Muchen aside. The enormous shadow was already close enough that Wang Lan only saw a grayish-white color before feeling a powerful force that sent him flying.

Wang Lan endured the pain of the impact, but it seemed that his physical fitness had also improved in this red mist. He only felt some pain in his skin and flesh, and his bones and tendons were not injured. Then he steadied himself and looked forward.

But he was immediately stunned.

The phantom was already standing in front of him, its eyes rolled back and its skin ashen, clearly resembling an infected person.

But he was actually a burly giant nearly three meters tall, with black veins covering his explosive muscles!