Created a Reverse Harem in a Doomed World (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 109

The capital’s streets, which I hadn’t visited in a long time, were still utterly wretched.

“Grrraaahhh….”

“Aaaahhh….”

‘Ugh. Zombies swarming in packs—just as bad now as they were last time.’

On the streets that seemed frozen in time, zombies with unnaturally twisted joints walked about, emitting eerie cries. The bloodstains smeared around their mouths had aged considerably, now resembling pitch-black coal marks.

Moreover, since zombies couldn’t change the clothes they’d worn in life, stains and grime had baked into them, producing a stench so overpowering it vibrated in the air. The scene of chaos from when people had fled in panic remained uncleaned, and insects swarmed everywhere.

“If hell exists, it must look just like this.”

Michael grimaced as he spoke. His lower face was hidden behind a face covering, but the deep furrows on his forehead alone revealed his despair.

“Well, this situation itself is hell, isn’t it?”

“We did well to follow your instructions, my lord, and make these face coverings. The stench from both the zombies and the streets themselves is quite severe.”

“Right? That’s why I said they’d all be useful.”

After my previous experience rescuing survivors, I’d keenly felt the necessity of making masks.

‘I could dull my sense of smell with magic, but I can’t recklessly waste a mage’s magical energy—they’re valuable personnel.’

The stench alone from merely walking these outer streets was enough to make one vomit, yet I had to endure it. With continuous exposure, my sense of smell would naturally dull and grow accustomed.

“When you first mentioned hygiene concerns, I wondered if such measures were truly necessary—but you were absolutely right. Now I realize we could fall ill even without being bitten by zombies.”

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