148 Russell‘s dreaming

Inside the cave, Russell had built himself a makeshift chair out of wooden planks, similar to a child's high chair with a small table attached, so he wouldn't have to lie on the ground all the time.

He kept a distance from the other three, as he carried hundreds of viruses on him, so it was better not to get too close.

At the moment, he was eating corn given to him by Erik and a coconut from Ming, using his hands that had fused with his wings – or, more accurately, hands that were closer to claws.

As he ate, Russell shed tears. According to him, his metabolism sped up after becoming a bat-man, and he needed to eat a lot every day. Plus, the coins gained from killing mutated creatures in the wild were scarce, so he could only eat their meat. On top of that, most of his puppets had been eaten too.

"Why didn't you think of selling all that steel wood outside and buying more food to stock up in the second chapter?" Desmond pointed outside the cave.