CHAPTER 565: CHAPTER 563: IF THERE IS ANY POSSIBILITY AT ALL, NO ONE WOULD WISH FOR ANY SACRIFICES.

Large platforms were left on the city wall, with either people standing or weapons piled up. When the soldiers spotted the zombie horde coming towards the refugee camp like a tidal wave, their eyes widened in shock.

The scene of the horde surging through the ruins, running towards them and bringing up billowing dust was utterly terrifying.

But with Rong Bai’s command, no one fired a shot.

The last time they saw such a situation was because of the Zombie King, and this time, it was because of it again.

Su Mo stood on the rooftop, looking at the horde that was rushing towards them, feeling the call, and her heart was equally shaken.

It was an even more magnificent and terrifying sight than the last time she had seen.

Was this all of Yang Yichu’s strength?

Lu Jin, who was also standing on the city wall over at City Y, had already heard the news that the zombies were coming to support.

Narrowing his eyes at the advancing tide, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned upwards.

Meng Hao stood beside him, equally shocked by the scene before him, "The woman you took an interest in is really something."

For Lu Jin, that was a fine compliment.

"Mr. Meng, on Miss Su’s orders, we have brought you a gift," he said.

"What is it?"

They had brought over a truck filled with tea.

Meng Hao came down from the city wall and casually tore open a cardboard box. What he found inside made him curiously pick it up and look, "Is this... Jasmine Tea?"

His expression became somewhat peculiar, "Why would she send me this?"

Meng Hao opened a bottle and took a sip, smacking his lips together. After tasting for a long while, he said, "It’s just ordinary tea. Why send us such a huge truckload, do they want us to have a sip of tea while fighting?"

Lu Jin gave him a look and also opened a bottle, taking a gulp into his mouth. After rolling it down his throat, his usually placid gaze suddenly concentrated, looking at the tea in his hand with disbelief.

"She sent this?" he asked the soldier, as if not quite sure.

The soldier nodded, "Yes, she said it’s a supply for all the superpower users. She only has one request, just don’t reveal that she’s the one who sent it."

Lu Jin’s grip on the bottle tightened, "Understood... thank Meng Hao for her in his name."

After the soldier left, Lu Jin stared at the pale yellow liquid in the bottle, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Meng Hao looked at him with suspicion, "This thing does nothing for me when I drink it, why do you look like that?"

Lu Jin capped the tea he had barely sipped, saying, "You’re an ordinary person."

"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?" Meng Hao asked, shaking the liquid in the bottle curiously.

Lu Jin gave him a look and simply stated, "Drinking this can restore superpowers."

"What... what!" Meng Hao’s double chin almost dropped, "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

Meng Hao, not believing it, handed the bottle in his hand to the bodyguard behind him, asking him to also have a taste. After seeing that his expression was equally shocked, he finally believed it.

He touched the ordinary-looking bottle, feeling a sigh of admiration deep inside.

This woman, she truly was a miracle worker.

Su Mo worked day and night making tea, with dark circles forming under her eyes, but fortunately, the results were good.

More and more zombies were assembling outside, and Yang Yichu just stood there stiffly on the rooftop. At the moment, it needed to control these zombies constantly, unable to spare even a hint of spiritual power.

Everyone was preparing for the impending battle.

In the refugee camp, all able-bodied ordinary people who could use firearms were called up; after all, superpower users were only a minority, and they still needed to utilize a large number of strong ordinary people.

The final day of the countdown.

The sky was still devoid of light, but according to what had been learned from Yang Yichu, they would soon enter the boundaries of P City. Li Qian’s spiritual power was continuously radiating, currently engaged in real-time reconnaissance. In addition to a large number of zombies in P City, many Mutant Beasts were also starting to emerge bit by bit.

Today, Lu Chen was going to personally lead the selected volunteers to the route already set.

One hundred healthy men who were good at running, their vehicles hung on the outside with bright red flesh.

There were a total of five lead vehicles, and the remaining people who couldn’t fit inside followed behind the vehicles, drawing the beast horde towards their final death march.

Outside the refugee camp, dozens of giant circular traps had been prepared, and landmines brought back from the armory were laid around the entire perimeter of the refugee camp in just two days.

They now had ample supplies of weapons and ammunition in hand.

Boxes of Hand Grenades were stacked atop the city walls.

The weather seemed to be getting colder.

The volunteers were making their final farewells with their wives, children, and mothers.

Lu Chen also made a solemn promise, with unusual formality, that the conditions offered at the beginning would be permanently effective, and even if they had to relocate later, they would be the first group to go.

Knowing that their only kin would be protected and not starve, these people set out on the road to death with solemnity as if they were boosted by stimulants.

If there were any chance at all, no one would wish for sacrifice.

But to let more people survive, sacrifices had to be made of the few.

Su Mo stood at the gate, her face as solemn as everyone else’s.

Before leaving, Lu Chen ruffled Su Mo’s hair, "I’ll be back soon."

"Be careful on the road," Su Mo hugged him gently and whispered in a low voice, "Everyone may die, but you can’t, do you understand?"

After all, people are selfish; she only wished for her loved ones to be safe.

"Mm."

He boarded the war vehicle, leading the hundred ordinary people slowly out.

On the other side, Lu Jin also dispatched a hundred people, but their mission to attract the beast tide was opposed to Lu Chen’s direction. They were purely a death squad, leading a part of the Mutant Beasts further away with their vehicles.

After scouring most of P City, the superpower user Li Qian assured, "Don’t worry, he’ll be back before the afternoon, that road has already been cleared."

Su Mo nodded and turned to Rong Bai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Are we all set?"

"Mm, we’ve been preparing for so long, it’s time to go to war. If we succeed, we’ll have more than enough Mutant Beast meat to last us," Rong Bai said optimistically.

He said this primarily to lift everyone’s spirits.

Su Mo looked up at the gloomy sky, her heart clenched, and she suddenly knelt to the ground.

"Baby Mo!" Zhao Changsheng immediately crouched down to support her stumbling forward.

"What’s wrong?! Is it hurting again?!" She was anxious to pick her up around the waist.

With gritted teeth and veins pulsing on her forehead, Su Mo stammered an explanation, "It should be because the great battle is near, it’s nothing."

"I’ll take you to Li He," Zhao Changsheng, bursting with protective boyfriend energy, picked her up and dashed past Li Qian.