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"Fine by me." Zhang got up and looked over the edge of the roof. The relaxing breeze met his face as he saw the city below. Smoke of varying sizes billowed over the horizon, bursts of gunfire could be heard off in the distance.

Digging into his bag, he took out a metal bottle and took a sip from it. He was thinking of plans to make his stay a little bit more comfortable. Even if he wouldn't use them after he left the roof top, the girl Wy could probably use it. Turning to the feisty green-haired girl, he asked, "Have any sort of junk or scraps or know of a place I could get some?"