"From here, it only takes half a day to reach the outside world." Lyle said, "There are the things I just talked about, and the real sky. Yes, there shouldn't be a piece of yellow sand above our heads, but something much wider, with no visible edge."

"But we can't leave here," the child said. "If we leave the fog, we will die."

"Who told you this?"

"Mom and Dad."

"Damn it, that's all fake." Lyle raised his voice unconsciously, "This damn fog is not necessary. On the contrary, it is redundant and will harm your health."

"What is health?"

"Who is the oldest in your village?"

"Village Chief!"

"How old is your village chief?"

"age?"

"I mean—seasons."

There are no seasons in the no-man's land, and naturally there are no years or months. The seasons here refer to the time when the contract land comes to collect the contract seeds. Lyle has already inquired about it. The two seasons here roughly correspond to one year outside, and the villagers also use this to calculate their age.

"I've been the village chief for eighty seasons!"

"Yes, yes, it's the eightieth season!"

The children replied.

"Eighty seasons, that is, forty years old." Lyle said, "That means the oldest person here is only forty years old, but do you know how old people outside can live?! I have seen several eighty-year-olds, which means that here, he can live for a hundred and sixty seasons!"

"One hundred and sixty seasons—" The children were amazed, "Is that the lifespan of an angel?"

"What the hell are angels? They are just people, ordinary people, just like you." Lyle's voice became louder, with a hint of anger in his tone, "They can live so long only because they don't have to eat sand here every day!"

The children naturally felt Lyle's anger, so they knelt down one after another and kowtowed to Lyle to apologize.

Even their parents came and kowtowed with them.

At this moment, Lyle couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

This is not the first time.

He has tried several times in the past few days to "kidnap" these children, just like when Harrow took him away five years ago.

But Lyle didn't really want to take these children away. After all, he didn't have time to raise children now.

He was just rehearsing so that when he returned home, his wife and children would be willing to leave with him.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the previous words are or how pleasant the relationship is, the process will get stuck once it reaches the step of "going out into the world".

This inevitably reminded Lyle of the scene five years ago, when his parents knelt in front of him and his wife, who had just given birth, and his newborn baby, Hao Tao, were crying loudly.

But so what?

He is not wrong!