Night fell. The Steel Warriors had no need to sleep.
They stood silently around the camp like a row of guardian statues.
They looked solemn and imposing.
The urgent search that afternoon had turned up no trace of Josuke Higashikata.
Su Yi figured he either did not want to be found or had merely been passing through and left the area after saving someone.
By then, the Frost Elves of every shape and size had fallen asleep.
Their faces looked happy, peaceful, and at ease.
It had been a long time since they had slept in such a safe and comforting place.
They still had nothing but crude straw mats out in the open, but now they rested under their master's divine protection.
They no longer had to fear attacks from Void Beasts in the night or ambushes by human hunters.
Su Yi and the others had turned in early after a busy day.
The relentless fighting had left even Su Yi exhausted.
Yao had fallen into a deep sleep.
Then he found himself transformed into that robot again.
The same abandoned ruins surrounded him. The same scarred Diamond City stretched before him.
"Charles, do you think I can find my sister?"
Beneath the ruins, the robot looked at the pitiful child in the shack, whose sex he could not tell.
The child was filthy and painfully thin.
"No," the robot said. "No human child can survive in the Wasteland for more than two consecutive years."
"Probability of survival: 0%."
The child fell silent for a moment, then hurriedly pulled something charred from the fire with two grimy hands.
Once the blackened skin was peeled away, a bright red interior appeared.
The child held the potato-like food, took a small bite, and chewed. There was no pain or despair on