Deciding to give in, Kyza started to look around for some seeds. All he found was flowers, flowers, and more flowers. Nothing worth eating at all. Sure, there was fertilizer and pots, but nothing vegetable or fruit related. He began to think that this was all pointless. There was only one reason he wanted to come to Wal-Mart anyway, and that was the ammo. He just lucked out on finding a 1911, which replaced his Colt .45.<br/><br/>"This is meaningless," he hissed at Brayden in Japanese. "The others are filling up that wagon of yours with canned foods, anyway. There's no need to grow anything on the boat. This was all pointless. Let's get out of here; I have what I need. Might as well wait at the back entrance; that's where they'll find us, anyway."