In the sprawling urban ruins before them, it was nearly impossible to see any building fragments taller than two meters.
Other city ruins at least had towering structures, but here, there was nothing but shattered rubble and black ash.
The fractured overpass Shen Feng and his companion stood on was part of the old city's periphery, which was why it had managed to survive, more or less.
As far as the eye could see, there were no fewer than seven massive nuclear craters within their field of vision.
And that wasn't even counting the smaller ones.
Each of these massive craters was about the same size as the one Shen Feng had entered when he first arrived in this wasteland world.
The bottoms of the craters were lined with shimmering, vitrified glass. Even from this distance, Shen Feng felt he could sense the horrifying radiation emanating from them.
Standing in one without a hazmat suit would likely mean death within minutes from organ failure and massive internal hemorrhaging.
