Galileo jumped, then hurried off towards the scream.
A scrawny woman was holding onto her son. In her hand was a fruit of light, albeit a small piece. She was on her rear, trying to crawl away.
"My baby is starving! I just want him to live..."
Her son's eyes were languid, blinking out of sync.
"Waah..."
A tall and muscular man marched towards them. A frown was plastered on his face.
"If it wasn't for us, you wouldn't have anything to eat!"
The man pointed to himself.
"What happens when I starve? That means there is one less scavenger to collect the fruit of light!"
The inner corner of the man's eyebrows dipped downwards.
"Are you willing to take responsibility when the rest of the village has nothing left?"
The woman shivered.
Galileo hurriedly ran in between them.
"Hold on! What is the situation, we can work this out peacefully! We are all villagers striving to survive together!"
The man scowled.
