Chapter 790 Stinks

The room remained dimly lit.

No one had a phone on them, and nobody knew how much time had passed.

The only rhythm they followed was eating when hunger struck, sleeping when exhaustion overcame them, and navigating to the distant corner for necessary bathroom breaks.

The cramped toilet was barely enough for one person to stand in, but it served for washing hands and faces and attending to toilet needs.

As time went on, the smell of ammonia gradually spread in the small space.

Initially, only the nearby area had a stench, but eventually, even Rebecca on this side could catch a whiff. However, Rebecca and the woman beside her were already sitting in the farthest corner of the space.

The unpleasant odor in the air became increasingly pungent, and the men, now familiar with each other, became more audacious in their speech.

Dreams of striking it rich in the new place turned into discussions about the beauty of the women in this unfamiliar territory. These crude remarks could