The refugees set out on the road once more, though the atmosphere had grown much heavier. Some of the elderly and frail sat on the ground, waving away anyone who tried to help them up.
"I am already advanced in years, and all along this road I've only been a burden to you all. Now that we've finally reached this place, just let these old bones of mine stay right here..."
As he spoke, quiet tears streamed down the old man's face. Who wouldn't want to live on if they could? But with the world in such a state, there was simply no path left for survival, and staying behind meant not dragging others down with them.
Chapter 355