The physical lock on the iron door also showed signs of damage. After only a slight hesitation, they pushed the door open, both excited and fearful, and entered.
It was no different from the imagined medicine, this was indeed a warehouse filled with shelves of medicine.
Looking at the various medicines within reach, several people just reached out to grab them.
The next second.
"Roar!" A roar that echoed throughout the entire warehouse entered everyone's ears.
It made the ear canals of these low-strength survivors ache.
The hands that had been extended were all pulled back, and having just entered the medicine storage, this roar scared them back behind the iron door.
"This sound…"
"It's an Epic-level Zombie!"
Someone recognized the furious roar and immediately cried out in alarm.
Before he could speak again, everyone covered his mouth.
"Keep it down! Do you want to get us killed?"
The person who spoke also realized his mistake at this moment and nodded.
