Olorato naturally knew that this proposal was unlikely to be fulfilled. With his current physical strength, let alone walking out of the ruin space, he couldn't even stand up and walk out of this base. Saying this was nothing but self-comfort in desperation.
"I still have two sons... they are still waiting for me to return... I cannot die..."
In the silence, a hoarse voice suddenly emerged in the room. Olorato turned his head laboriously to look; the speaker was a dark-skinned man. He hardly knew anyone here; everyone had taken refuge temporarily, and now they became the last companions awaiting death in the same cage.
With the dark-skinned man's words, intermittent sobbing started again in the room. Olorato couldn't help but sigh. Who among the people here is not like this? At home, he also has a mother, a wife, and children waiting for his return, but what they are likely to receive in the end is only a cold death notice.
