Chapter 121: CH: 120 Human Nature is Violence
{Chapter: 120 Human Nature is Violence}
In this harsh world plagued by zombies, no one is particularly surprised by the woman's actions. Here, death could be just around the corner, and survival often demands putting aside one's pride or dignity. A simple meal becomes far more important than any sense of self-respect. If it means staying alive, people are willing to sell not only their bodies but even their souls.
"You, put on your clothes," Terry called out, his voice firm.
Jill shot William a grimace before turning to the woman. "Put your clothes on," she ordered.
"Can you give me some food?" The woman asked, her voice soft and filled with desperation.
William, his pride evident, glanced at her and then spoke with a self-satisfied tone. "Your body doesn't appeal to me in the slightest, though I must admit, it's a bit shocking. But because of your sincerity, I can't help but feel moved by your honesty. I'll be generous, of course."
The woman's eyes widened in disbelief. "Would you really give me some food?"
Terry, having already anticipated the need, moved swiftly and grabbed a plate. He filled it with fruits, vegetables, and a helping of meat, handing it over to her with a simple nod.
"Okay, I don't think we can eat all of this," William added with a casual wave to Terry.
Terry handed the plate to the woman, who accepted it with a grateful smile. "Thank you, thank you," she said, clutching the plate tightly before she turned and quickly walked away.
As the woman who had received the food walked off, another, who was here first arrived, immediately took notice and spoke up. "Give me a little food, and I'll let you do whatever you want. Look at my body—I'm definitely more attractive than her. I'm sure I can appeal to you."