"Do you have something on your mind?"
Lin Fan sensed the emotions of the elderly man with snow-white hair, as if he had something on his mind.
Captain Chen lowered his head in silence, and after a moment, he slowly said, "It's my fault. Someone told me about the situation in Huang City a few days ago and asked me to reach out, but I didn't. I was afraid it was fake. If I had believed them and contacted you, I think such an incident wouldn't have happened."
The other party's mood was very low.
He appeared very remorseful.
If it weren't for his suspicion, events like this could have been avoided early on.
"No, you are not at fault. In today's post-apocalyptic world, there are very few people worth trusting. The base houses so many survivors, and it's normal to be suspicious of the outside world. After all, you have to be responsible for their safety."
