Water, food, and various other items on the shelves were scattered all over the floor, as if swept away by a strong wind.
The ground was littered with broken bottles, scattered food wrappers, and other miscellaneous items.
The once neat and orderly shelves were now as messy as a garbage dump, and the three of them had nowhere to stand for a moment.
"Holy crap! Did a thief break into this place? Why is it so messy?"
"It's probably been broken into. Nothing's missing, so who would be so idle as to come in and mess things up?"
"Who cares, as long as the items are okay, let's start our zero-dollar shopping spree and experience the joy of collecting supplies!"
Brother Mao shouted and immediately took out a snakeskin bag, starting to grab all sorts of snacks from the ground and stuff them into it.
The two followed suit and began stuffing various supplies into snakeskin bags.
The three chatted and laughed, as if they were experiencing something very pleasant, completely unaware of the mutated cat gradually approaching from behind.
Second floor, upstairs.
A pool of scarlet blood covered the entire ground, and in the middle lay a fat middle-aged man, motionless, lying on the ground as if asleep.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that the man's neck has been torn open, with various trachea and blood vessels clearly visible, and even the pale spine can be faintly seen.
Just then, the man who had been lying motionless on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cloudy eyeballs.
The man then began to convulse, and then slowly stood up from the ground in a bizarre posture.
"Roar... Roar roar roar..."
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