"The rescue team... why haven't they come to save me?"
"I'm about to die, and they still won't save me!!!" Zhang Ming watched the boatload of people pointing at him from a distance without coming to his rescue. Grief welled up inside him, and he cursed the human race for being a stinking pile of dog shit.
As for Gourd, she had long since heard the conversation aboard that boat. Not wanting to reveal that she was a talking monster, she had turned into an ordinary gourd ornament and hung herself from Zhang Ming's belt.
"If the rescue team doesn't come save me soon, I'll turn over a new leaf and join the Honggang Civilization! I'll become one of the Bearded People!"
The very next second, an inflated Rubber Boat fell from the sky and landed beside him.
Huh?!
"Hey, you there... do you still have the strength to climb aboard?" a man shouted from a distance.
Clearly, the man who had thrown the inflatable boat had considerable arm strength and pretty good aim.
"Are you the rescue team?" Zhang Ming shouted in delighted surprise.
"Yes... hurry and climb aboard! Do you still have the strength?"
Hope instantly shone in Zhang Ming's eyes, and he grabbed the Rubber Boat desperately, as though clutching a lifeline.
The rescue team!
The rescue team... finally came to save me!
A century's obsession turned into a warm current that came pouring down like floodwater released from a dam.
Humanity really hadn't given up on me!
Zhang Ming suddenly felt that the human race could still be saved. He climbed onto the Rubber Boat. It was tiny and wobbly, yet somehow felt reassuringly solid.
So he lay straight down, taking great gulps of air.
The midday Sun shone brilliantly, but his mood was as refreshingly