I thought that as my understanding of the Doomsday Era deepened, my understanding of Mazao would also grow deeper.
But the result was exactly the opposite of my initial assumption. The image of Mazao in my heart not only did not become clearer, but instead became increasingly elusive. The subject I thought I understood very well suddenly appeared shrouded in layer upon layer of mysterious doubts.
For a moment, I didn't know whether I should be pleased or perplexed.
I still believe that Mazao has always been candid with me, so even if I were to ask her about the problems I've just discovered, she would be just as confused as I am.
After dinner, the boy voluntarily took charge of clearing all the dishes. Presumably, it's because there are a lot of idle utensils in the safety house, while lacking in water resources, so these dishes are discarded after use. Meanwhile, Tan Xiang asked where the bathroom was and temporarily left the table.
