Pushing away the steel plate pressing down on him, the wind and rain struck his body. The damp rainwater, carrying an extreme chill, crawled into his spine along his wounds. The blurred consciousness of the Scavenger Rat came awake, and for a moment, he had a genuine feeling of being alive.
The earth-shattering battle between the two Commanding School factions completely altered the terrain of this area. On the steel ruins, dim lights flickered from time to time. The Scavenger Rat held a heavy lump of gold in his arms, never expecting that he would still be alive.
"It's great to be alive..."
The Scavenger Rat murmured, some electronic devices were still operating, and hoarse broadcasts played incessant military music. The song intermittently broke off, the previous fervent momentum was gone, replaced by a touch of sorrow, as if lamenting everything that happened here.
