Chapter 132: Famous Last Words
The man continued to stare at me, and I could see the hopelessness in his eyes as he quickly looked behind himself. "They stopped," he muttered, his shoulders drooping even more. "But there are more of them."
"They are just as interested in your wish as I am," I chuckled, looking down from where Chang Xuefeng held me. "So, are you going to make a wish? Or just hurry up and die?"
"Fine," sighed the man, straightening his back as he stared at me. "You want me to make a wish? Here it is: I wish that I could get half of the supplies from City B to the survivors who need them, and I wish that the humans in City B could have a better chance of surviving. Being attacked day and night is doing nothing but wearing us down even faster."
"So you only want half of the supplies in the city, and for humans to only have to fight the zombies at night?" I asked, clarifying. Given the fact that most of the supplies were being sucked into my space, he might want to hurry up and finish his wish.
I didn’t share what was mine.
"Yes. That is what I wish for," he grunted.
"Not for you to live, or have unlimited weapons, or unlimited food? How about wealth? Do you want riches beyond your imagination?" Come on, Bub, you needed to get me at least one selfish wish to make this worth my while. Otherwise, I was really going to cry.
"Why would I want to live?" sneered the man, waving his hand behind him without looking. "There is nothing here worth living for."
Okay, so while I wasn’t happy with his pure wish, it had managed to impress me. But all this doom and gloom was putting me in a pissy mood again.