"It seems that avoiding her is no longer an option..." Ling Mo thought reluctantly.
"Shasha..." The Zombie Snake slowly slithered through the narrow pathways left between the televisions, its "scales" making slight frictional noises during the movement. Ling Mo, previously oblivious to this sound, now couldn't help but get goosebumps upon hearing it.
He vaguely remembered having seen similar scenes before, probably in some report about a patient with ichthyosis...
However, the degeneration on this Zombie Snake was significantly worse, and it didn't appear to be a disease, but an actual mutation of the skin.
Ling Mo kept backing away and suddenly realized that these narrow pathways between the televisions were probably the "Snake Path" that the Zombie Snake usually used.
And to her, these televisions were probably akin to a cave.
He had simply come in out of curiosity, not expecting to find a snake's nest!
