Chapter 32: Price of Bread
Although the realization of everyone’s disappearance was alarming at first, no one reacted to it.
If there was any danger, Ji-su would see it coming long before. Plus, the trust they had for the Safe Zone was ironclad. Never in the long history of the Z-Tower’s existence had the safety of the Safe Zones ever been compromised.
Which meant no Spector that was capable of mass destruction would be able to get inside in a million years.
It was more likely that the other Z-Streamers had pushed forward to the next Safe Zone, drawing them closer to the Heart of the city.
’That was probably the smart thing to do,’ Min-ho thought with a sigh.
Removing his sights from the path ahead, he fell his gaze on Sae-wee as she slept in his arms. If he was being honest with himself, he didn’t know what to make of this person.
He didn’t know if she was an archangel sent from heaven to save him, or a devil wrought from hell to cause death and destruction.
Somehow, he felt she trailed a fine line between the two. Yet he didn’t know what that meant.
It was difficult not to trust her after everything she had done for him. If he was counting, then he would say she had saved him more than twice so far. But despite all of this, it was still very difficult trusting her.
He sighed once more, pushing all of these thoughts aside.
’What matters now is that she wakes up.’