Underwater
As time passed, the three sleeping people woke one after another. Xu Huo explained the situation to the two players and told them to find somewhere else to hide. After hesitating, they thanked him and left.
The other District 013 resident had nowhere to go, so he sat where he was, staring blankly.
Xu Huo gave him some food. "The Mall is the least safe place. Players could show up at any moment. Find somewhere else to rest."
The man's eyes were fixed on the food. He didn't seem to hear Xu Huo's words as he frantically shoved it into his mouth.
Xu Huo said no more and stayed where he was, working on unlocking the puzzle ball. Before long, though, the District 013 resident began vomiting. First he threw up the food he'd eaten, then clumps of bloody matter that hung in strings from his mouth. Yet he seemed used to it. He wiped his mouth, grabbed the undigested food he'd thrown up, and shoved it back into his mouth.
"Stop eating." Xu Huo interrupted him and tossed him two bags of bread.
Only then did the District 013 resident stop. He rubbed his hands on his clothes, tucked the two packaged loaves inside his shirt, and got up to leave. But after a few steps, he turned around and knelt stiffly before Xu Huo. He took out the two bags of bread and pushed them forward, then bowed until his forehead touched the ground. "I won't make it. You're a good person. Could you give these two loaves to my children? They live on the outskirts of Brown Skin City. The older one's called Wood Ear, and the younger one's Yam... They're both under ten. They'll surely die without an adult looking after them. I can't go