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With the fall of the last zombie, the siege came to an end.
Lin Wu picked up Wai and sat against the wall, applying a bandage to himself and performing a skill treatment on Wai. Stone, who seemed a decade older, had also lost all sense of composure, plopping down near Lin Wu, leaning against half a conference table, and taking a serum syringe out of his backpack to inject himself.
Stone appeared to lack even the strength to pull out the syringe, allowing it to stay jabbed into his thigh. He swallowed a painkiller and then took out two cigars, clipping off the ends and lighting one before tossing it at Lin Wu's feet. Too lazy to explain that he didn't smoke, Lin Wu put the cigar in Wai's mouth. Stone drew a deep breath of smoke, held it, and then, tilting his head back to look at the sky, slowly exhaled.
Stone: "More exhausting than wrangling with my ex-wife."
Lin Wu chuckled, "Su Shi is still in the trunk."
