Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Page 35
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Panel 1：从罗卡身后看去，他镀铬的右臂从肩膀处抬起，手背上的眼睛盯着他。Tohum：「我要杀光你们所有人。」 Panel 2：特写罗卡苍白、满是汗水的脸，青蓝色的光从下方照亮他。Tohum：「只是不是今天。」「我很累。」
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从罗卡身后看去，他镀铬的右手抬到脸前，手上的眼睛说它要杀光所有人；镜头反打，拍到他惊恐的脸，眼睛又补充说，只是不是今天。
About this chapter
In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.