Li Bingyu looked at Zheng Hao when Tan Sibao said that.
Zheng Hao was silent for a moment, then turned to Qian Zhenyu and asked,
"Old Qian, what do you think?"
Qian Zhenyu had joined the church as well, but it was only nominal.
He had always maintained his rationality, unlike Li Bingyu, Tan Sibao, and a large group of fanatics who had completely deified Zhang Chen and self-hypnotized themselves into believing it.
"I think... the current situation is not a dead end!"
"Even if it's difficult, can it be harder than the zombie tide we encountered last time?"
"If you ask me, this should be a test from the true god for us!"
"If we can't even withstand a little setback and difficulty, and always expect the true god to help us..."
"Wouldn't that make us seem too useless?"
Qian Zhenyu naturally knew Zheng Hao's worries.
Whether Zhang Chen could come was something no one could say for sure.
What if everyone prayed here, but Zhang Chen didn't come...
Wouldn't that be like what Zheng Hao had mocked before about other sects' gods being mere decorations?!
This would greatly shake the faith of the followers.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, they should never reach the point of asking Zhang Chen to intervene.
Li Bingyu nodded when she heard Qian Zhenyu's words and said,
"That's right, Brother Qian makes sense. We can't rely on the true god's help for everything. We also need to show our value to the true god!"
"Only when our value and unwavering faith are perceived by the true god will he come to save us!"
As soon as she spoke, she immediately received the support of the vast majority of people present.
"Yes, that's it!"
"That's right, we really shouldn't seek divine protection for every matter..."
"We can win this battle ourselves!"
Suddenly, the crowd became passionate, and morale was inexplicably boosted.
Zheng Hao smiled slightly, this was the power of faith...
He turned and gave Qian Zhenyu a meaningful glance, and the latter nodded in response.
The two were in perfect sync.
Tan Sibao also agreed, but soon, he paused in thought.
Then he said in a low voice again,
"We have new trouble!"
"According to the reports from the reconnaissance personnel, the Nile people have arrived at Dahui Plaza in the south and are preparing for a surprise attack!"
"The black people are faster and have already reached Wangshan Hotel north of the farm, seemingly assembling something..."
"The actions of these two camps were within expectations. The most troublesome are the Westerners..."
"The unmanned reconnaissance drone captured a set of images before it crashed. Let's all take a look!"
Tan Sibao sent the photos to the participants via private message.
The photos showed a main road.
A troop carrier was driving on the road, with two living people tied to the back. Their wrists had been cut open and were continuously bleeding...
Behind the troop carrier was an endless tide of zombies.
The scale of this zombie tide was at least fifty to sixty thousand.
The troop carrier was not the only one leading the way; there were four other SUVs on adjacent streets. Due to the angle, this photo did not capture everything...
But these vehicles were all heading towards our farm!
Tan Sibao further explained.
"They want to use the zombie tide to crush us in one fell swoop, and then their main forces will reap the benefits!"
"What insidious and despicable scoundrels!"
"The true god will definitely not let them go!"
Li Bingyu said with a cold face.
Qian Zhenyu nodded in agreement with Li Bingyu's statement and added,
"That's right, the reason they are using four vehicles through different streets to attract the zombie tide is to control the vehicles' movements to adjust the number of zombies released!"
"Their intention is to crush us and make us lose our combat effectiveness!"
"Then their main forces will come to clean up the battlefield... and deliver a fatal blow to our remaining strength!"
"These guys, without any effort, can simultaneously obtain the resources of the zombie tide and all the resources on us!"
"It must be said, this move is indeed very effective, and it maximizes their profits."
"There are also very clever individuals among the Westerners!"
"In contrast to these Westerners."
"The black and Nile people to the north and south seem rather dull and foolish."
"They seem to have focused all their attention on the survivors of the Revival Camp, and have not scouted the entire area at all."
"They still don't know that a large wave of zombies is coming."
"Otherwise... why don't we retreat immediately and leave the empty farm to the Nile and black people!"
"Let them bear the wrath of the zombie tide, and we can sneak behind the Westerners and launch an attack. Wouldn't that kill three birds with one stone?!"
Tan Sibao thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up as he said.
"No, this method definitely won't work!"
Qian Zhenyu shook his head and refused.
"There aren't many crops on the farm. Everyone knows that a large amount of supplies is in the storage rings!"
"So the black and Nile people must be closely watching our movements!"
"If we retreat now, we will immediately be caught in a pincer attack by the Nile and black people!"
"Once we are locked in a fierce battle, the Westerners will release the zombie tide and wipe us all out!"
"At that time, not only will we not escape, but we will also let the Westerners get rich in one go!"
Tan Sibao frowned and said,
"Then what should we do? Defending is death, retreating is also death... are we just going to sit and wait for death?"
Qian Zhenyu lowered his head, silent.
He only knew what was wrong now.
As for how to break through the current predicament, he had no good solution.
"We want to see the Cult Leader!"
"We want to see the Divine Envoy!"
"We demand the true god to manifest himself..."
A burst of noise came from the entrance of the prayer hall.
"What's going on?"
Li Bingyu asked with a cold face.
"It seems some followers are demanding the true god to manifest himself... and are causing trouble at the entrance..."
"And for some reason, the news of the approaching zombie tide has leaked, and civilians from many camps have joined in!"
Tan Sibao said, checking the message he had just received.
"Hmph, what followers? I wondered why so many Chinese people who studied abroad in the West have joined the camp recently..."
"It seems they are spies for the Westerners, causing trouble here!"
"Otherwise, with such secret news as the approaching zombie tide, the Nile and black people don't even know, how could they know immediately?!"
Zheng Hao suddenly stood up and, with a blank expression, led everyone to the entrance.
Just as his front foot stepped out of the door.
Suddenly, a burst of white mist appeared out of nowhere.
After more than ten seconds, the mist dissipated.
Zhang Chen, with Xiaobai and Xu Ruina, riding on Erpang, appeared before everyone.
"Appeared out of nowhere?"
"A giant... giant wolf?"
"The one behind is... the Mourner?"
"Could it be... is there truly a god?"
Seeing Zhang Chen's entourage, the people causing trouble at the entrance were all stunned.
Their legs went weak, and they all collapsed to the ground.