Disgusting things coming at you. Soon the sound disappeared, but Muchi's clothes were also dirty. When he killed the zombies, he felt that the dirt had been displaced, and he had no intention of staying in this stinky place. Muchi took off his coat and called Xiaoba.
"Xiaoba, show me the way."
"Sorry, host, the system's current permissions are too low to open the map and route guidance. Yesterday was a special situation, a benefit for newcomers." Xiaoba didn't dare to just look at him in the system space. There was nothing he could do. He could only sit on the small sofa, hugging his paws together, staring at the host on the space screen, praying that he would not anger it.
Intention: Quickly travel back to the past like smoke