At those words, Old Dog Wu's body stiffened slightly.
"Me..." Old Dog Wu grinned. "I want to be like you too... It'd be best if I never had to leave for the rest of my life."
He rose to his feet, carried the weeds and soil in his hands to an empty patch in the corner of the hospital, placed them in a hole he had dug long ago, and slowly buried them.
Watching Old Dog Wu's busy back, Wu Quan shook his head slightly.
"What a weirdo..."
Just as he was about to get up, a low roar swept over their heads. The gale sent fallen leaves scattered across the ground flying into the air.
At the same time, every prisoner in the Abstinence Hall looked up. An oddly shaped transport helicopter passed over several buildings before slowly descending onto a nearby helipad.
Helicopters coming to the island were nothing unusual. After all, there were always newcomers who had committed crimes to be sent here. But this helicopter's design was truly bizarre, as though someone had forcibly pieced it together from scrap metal. It looked awkward from every angle.
Still, the minor interruption did not draw much attention from the prisoners. Just as Wu Quan was about to return to his cell, he caught sight of Old Dog Wu beside him rising from the ground.
He stood beside the half-buried hole, staring toward where the aircraft had landed, motionless as a statue.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Quan walked over and asked.
Old Dog Wu did not answer, as if his soul had left his body.
Before Wu Quan could ask anything else, a figure approached directly from the distance.
Dr. Li, dressed in a white coat, slowly stopped before them. He looked at Old Dog Wu with