Heh...
Shopping?
Relaxing at home?
Shooting the breeze with coworkers?
Scrolling through Weibo on my phone?
Before the apocalypse, those things had seemed like givens. Here, they were luxuries—things people could only dream of.
Most people were lucky just to survive, let alone enjoy any of that.
Just staying alive was hard enough.
Still...
"I'm not tired."
I answered quietly and closed my eyes again. I didn't know what she was thinking, or why she'd asked me that,
but I answered honestly.
That was right. Compared to all those people who lived in constant fear and struggled to stay alive for a single meal, I really wasn't tired.
I didn't have to worry about whether I'd get enough to eat. The wilderness was full of food.
I didn't have to kneel and beg just to win someone's favor.
And I didn't have to stare at a rice sack with not a single grain left in it and fret.
Come to think of it, life was pretty easy now. If I could just let humanity develop on its own and leave it to fate whether they survived,
I really wouldn't
have anything to worry about.
Juanjuan had grown up. She didn't need me to look after her anymore. I used to think she was a little oriole, and that when she grew up, at most,
she'd make a name for herself with her voice. But now...
Judging by what happened in Chang'an, she'd decisively led people away. Perhaps the most important reason wasn't me.
It was that she understood that even Chang'an City couldn't hold back so many bugs. She must have thought I was too arrogant. After all, there were hundreds of millions of Zerg, and there was no way I could stop them
on my own.
She was levelheaded