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Capital City Airport.
Eight o'clock sharp.
An anxious middle-aged couple in their fifties or sixties waited at the arrival gate.
Their faces were extremely haggard as they continuously looked inside.
The couple's only daughter had died in a zombie incident, and their son-in-law had not survived either; their six-month-old grandson had gone missing.
Under such circumstances, a missing infant was the worst outcome.
When they received the news, they cried their eyes out.
Just when they were listless and had completely lost hope in life, a phone call came, reigniting their hope for the future.
Their grandson was still alive.
Upon hearing this news, the elderly couple was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to thank the Bodhisattva for their blessings.
They wanted to go to Country Polluton immediately to bring the child back, but all flights there were temporarily suspended.
To have their child back, they had to wait.
