The information was indeed a lot to take in.
And He Jin didn't seem like the sort of person to ramble, yet he patiently explained everything about the Bizarre Tree, including the existence of the underground world.
Ma Wenjia was so shocked that her face turned pale. Even Old Tang was completely dumbfounded, looking as dejected as a frostbitten eggplant.
"Brother, does that mean there's still hope for the Surface World? The Underground Race is so powerful. Won't humanity be wiped out sooner or later?" Old Tang asked in despair.
"If everyone were like you, betraying humanity and helping the evildoers from the underground world commit atrocities, then humanity would definitely be doomed. Fortunately, there are still people who refuse to go along with the Underground Race, people willing to fight them to the death. And there are quite a lot of them."
"So you're one of those people, Brother?"
He Jin replied calmly, "I just don't want my family to end up as fertilizer for the Underground Race, or as their puppets."
"Right, nobody could accept that," Old Tang said.
"Heh, you think nobody could accept that? Xie Chun and Master Dao don't seem to mind," Ma Wenjia said with sudden scorn. "Eight out of ten of those bastards in the base probably feel the same way. All they care about is enjoying themselves right now. They want the riches and luxuries they can see, meat to eat, and women to sleep with. Humanity? Bah! If you bastards had even the slightest shred of humanity, would you have committed all these atrocities? With or without the Underground Race, you sold your souls to the devil long ago!"
It was no wonder Ma Wenjia was so angry.
The nightmares she had suffered made it impossible for her to trust anyone