Facing the doubtful eyes of the crowd, the old man seemed to feel that he was being despised, and said more excitedly:

"After Zhang Tong told me about this yesterday, I decided that these outsiders have degenerated too badly and can no longer be considered human. For so many years, I have been living with them and enduring nausea every day.

"Twenty years? How many twenty years can a person have? Every night when I close my eyes, all I see in my dreams are those prematurely aged faces. I really can't hold on any longer.

"Please let me return to Hope City. Even if I have to sweep the streets, I want to sleep in a place with lights for one night."

He sat down dejectedly, not knowing whether he was lamenting the passing of time or his own misbehavior just now.

The remaining man and woman were clearly more inclined to Zhang Tong's idea. They wanted to return to Hope City, but did not want to completely abandon the swamp camp.

With Hope City's production capacity, it would not be difficult to manufacture some shallow-bottomed boats.

If one could cross the swamp more skillfully, then with the almost natural barrier of this area, the center of the swamp could completely become a human camp outside the City of Hope.

With the help of the base camp, even if these degenerate outsiders are unable to enter the high wall in their lifetime, they can still live a better life than now.

Jinmo didn't say anything, but just listened quietly to the speeches of the four people. Many of their suggestions were quite practical, and Jinmo himself even had similar ideas.

The only problem is, they are contaminated.

Even if bipolar disorder has conveyed the other party's statement that he is not lying through the pre-agreed code, it is still difficult to change this fact.

Seeing Jinmo's disappointment, Zhang Tong asked seriously:

"Could it be that we have been trapped here for so many years that our way of thinking has become too backward?"

"no."

Jin Mo shook his head and clenched his fists slightly on the armrests:

"My question to you about loyalty is about another matter."

"You say."

"According to our observations, you, all of you, and everyone in the swamp settlement have been contaminated by mycelium or something else outside the city in a hidden form."

"Varied……"

The two old men and the two middle-aged men showed expressions of disbelief and extreme surprise on their faces.

It took Jin Mo less than five seconds and just one sentence to destroy their twenty years of hard work.

"This is impossible!"

The older man was about to stand up, but for some reason he felt a sense of peace in his heart.

This kind of stability did not come from his heart, nor did it mean that all internal and external troubles had been resolved. Rather, it was a kind of forced stability that came from external forces.

He suddenly lost the energy to argue. He leaned back in his chair and looked around. He saw a young woman with heterochromatic eyes.

Before the four of them could continue to argue, Jin Mo's tone became even colder:

"Yesterday at midnight, everyone in the swamp settlement unconsciously left their homes and went to the central square to hold a mysterious ceremony.

"No one was awake during this process."

Jin Mo looked at Zhang Tong, as if to prove his understanding of the truth:

"The injuries on your face weren't caused by a fall or a bump."

She looked at the old man who had been forced to remain calm:

"You slept with an outsider last night."

She looked at the surviving middle-aged man and woman.

“You two, uh, seemed so in love yesterday.

“I don’t know the purpose of your rituals, I don’t know the extent of your pollution, and I have no way of knowing how often you perform such sacrifices.

"but……"

Jin Mo glanced at everyone:

"You have undoubtedly been contaminated.

"So everyone, please allow me to ask you sincerely, are you still loyal to Hope City?

"You know what I mean, so just answer according to your heart, because the ending is already determined."

Silence enveloped the narrow space in the house. This room, which was like a combination of a conference room and a bedroom, was still a bit crowded for nine people.

After an unknown amount of time, a bitter laugh suddenly rang out from the room, followed by a long sigh. Zhang Tong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to Jin Mo, who was a generation younger than him, “I’m so glad to see you. I ...

"I lied to you yesterday. Actually, I fainted for no apparent reason after I escaped from the forest to the south. I lost my memory for about a day."

The other three survivors also seemed to be thinking about it, but none of them gave a positive response like Zhang Tong.

"If I'm not mistaken, those outsiders who survived the shelter are you or the ones you met after you woke up, right?"

No one responded to Jinmo's question, but the silence already explained the answer.

"I see."

Jin Mo sighed slightly.

"I understand, too. So that's how it is."

Zhang Tong leaned back on the chair, causing the roughly made chair to creak.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Although he was well aware of the regulations, it was Jinmo's first time to carry out such a task, and his psychological preparation was not perfect.

"Who among you will do it? Thank you very much."

"Let me do it. My ability is to make a life die in a short time. It won't be very painful, but you will just feel a little weak."

"very nice."

Zhang Tong smiled with relief.

At this moment, the old man who had been slumped in the chair for a while suddenly opened his eyes, and a strength that did not belong to his age burst out from his old body.

He jumped onto the table and then jumped towards the window, trying to break out.

Zhang Tong's expression was surprise at first, then turned into deep regret.

The old man's body was still moving in the air, but his face was lifeless.

“Boom.”

A body hit the wall, but the sound was so quiet that it did not attract any attention from the guards outside.

Mercury walked forward and turned the old man's body over, and found that his face was full of wrinkles. He did not look like an ordinary old man, but more like... a tree.

Zhang Tong slowly stood up and said:

"I have something for you. Please wait for a few minutes."

Jin Mo nodded and looked at the remaining man and woman.

"Let's go first."

"Well, let's go first and let the captain last."

The two said it almost at the same time.

Jin Mo pointed his finger at the two people, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

"How do you feel?"

"Fortunately, I lived twenty more years, which was a great profit."

A few minutes later, Zhang Tong returned from the small warehouse behind the room, carrying a box in one hand and a few old notebooks in the other, and slowly returned to his seat.

He glanced at the three teammates who had left first, and said calmly:

"I wanted to tell you more, but my memory might be false, so I can't help you. The truth still depends on you, the latecomers.

"The only thing I can be sure of is that the situation outside the city is very dangerous, but not invincible. Otherwise, humans wouldn't have been able to hold out for so long, and we wouldn't have been able to gain these extra twenty years. He, or rather, "He", must have weaknesses. You have to work harder."

"good."