Those bewitched by illusion mistake dreams for reality. They are fervent and blind. Those who defend their madness, even at the price of slaughter, are possessed and extreme. ——Voltaire
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Having grandly proclaimed the start of this cat and mouse game, Meng Zhou left a "friendly reminder" on the back of a piece of paper—
[This helicopter is your only means of escaping Cairo. It's filled with enough supplies to last two people for a week. However, the exterior has been coated with a strain of the mutating zombie virus, which will automatically disperse upon landing. Junxin, a choice of two; that shouldn't be difficult, should it?]
Both of them remained silent for a long time.
After a while, Su Junxin gave a derisive laugh, "He's actually learned to mock us."
Qin You noticed her calm demeanor, which slightly eased his mind, "What should we do now? A week is indeed enough time to fly it back, but doing so would hasten the spread of the mutating virus. What if..."
