The 3rd will be the day of the entrance ceremony and the welcoming party!

  "It seems I was wrong..."

  After a moment of contemplation, Murong Yu finally let out a long sigh and said: "If the zombies become organized, our base won't be able to withstand the endless hordes. In that case, we can only dispatch as many survivors as possible to hunt down zombies and continuously strengthen ourselves, which is the only way to counter those high-level undead."

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  "Mentioning this, a worried look appeared on Murong Yu's face again. She slightly raised her eyebrows and said in a heavy tone: 'However, with our current strength, we're probably not even a match for those high-ranking undead, let alone their endless army of zombies.'"

  "I think it's unnecessary to be so pessimistic..."

  Upon hearing Murong Yu's words, Ah softly stroked the frame of her glasses and said with a sharp gaze: "Since this is a divine demon training ground that aims to constantly become stronger through mutual battles, then the divine demons won't let the power gap between the two parties be too great. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a battle but a massacre. Moreover, don't you find it strange? The divine demon training ground has been open for four days now, yet aside from Snake Tooth, no one else has seen a high-ranking undead?"

  "I had also been puzzled like this before..."

  Upon hearing the words, Zhou Feng nodded and said with a puzzled expression: "I originally thought that there should be enough power in Fangcheng Port City to counterbalance the high-ranking undead, which is why the city district did not fall. But now it seems that's not the case. So, why didn't those high-ranking undead enter the city district?"

  "Unless they were being held back by some other force!"

  He bit into the chocolate, tearing off the wrapper, and said in a cold tone: "I don't know if you've noticed, but compared to the Misty Forest, our defensive city is really too small. So, could it be possible that we're not the only ones fighting? Maybe there are more powerful human troops in the Misty Forest, and they're holding off all the high-ranking undead, which is why our defensive city hasn't fallen yet?"

  "Very likely!"

  Upon hearing these words, Zhou Feng nodded vigorously and said: "When I first saw that high-ranking undead creature, it was rushing towards the central region of the Misty Forest at full speed, so it let me go. Perhaps this place is just a peripheral area of the battlefield, not even worth those high-ranking undead creatures to focus their attention on us, which is why we managed to escape unscathed."

  Zhou Feng's speculation was indeed partly related to the undead tribe, but more importantly, it was his transaction with the earth spirit Carlos that made him feel that the human side could not be easily defeated by the undead side. Merchants seek profit, and if it were a doomed war, Carlos would not have signed a loan contract with him either.

  That's 50,000 diamonds!

  "So now we can only hope that the main force of humans in the Misty Forest can defeat the undead, at least to delay for some time."

  After listening to Zhou Feng and Ya Gan's conversation, Murong Yu also nodded and said: "From tomorrow on, I will announce that the Self-Saving Association will enter a state of war. Every survivor in the Self-Saving Association must participate in the war against the Undead Clan. Either become stronger or die, there is no other choice."

  Murong Yu, after all, was the deputy director of MSS Ninth Bureau. Upon learning that there was no chance of luck, she immediately made the most correct and cruel decision.

  Dying on the path of growth is more dignified than dying in a massacre by the undead!

  "Besides this, I think we can also pass on this information to the other two forces."

  He rubbed his chin, which had grown a bit stubbly, and said with narrowed eyes: "Although the Snakehead gang isn't anything good, they are after all part of human society. On this battlefield where compromise and surrender are not tolerated, I think they should know how to make the right choice. But can't those border troops merge with the Self-Salvation Association? You're a high-ranking official in MSS Department 9, after all!"

  "We and the military department are fundamentally not in the same system, they will not give us a bit of face."

  Upon hearing Zhou Feng's words, Murong Yu shook his head and said: "Moreover, the military department has been basically crippled. Even if they join our team, they won't easily take action, but instead will consume our supplies. There is no need to merge with them in a short period of time."

  "It seems that the border army's losses are even more severe than I imagined..."

  He patted his hands and suddenly smiled, saying: "Alright, since we've discussed how the Self-Help Association will develop, and I think this direction is not bad, then I'll decide to join the Self-Help Association. I think you two big shots won't refuse my joining, right?"

  Compared to the crippled Border Army and the Snakehead Gang controlled by Wang, joining the Self-Help Association would undoubtedly be Zhou Feng's best choice. After all, he had also cooperated with people from MSS Department 9 before, and after some discussions, he didn't think that Ya Gan and Mu Rong Yu were sinister or cunning individuals. Being with such people was much better than being with someone like Wang, who was ruthless and cruel, and as for the Border Army, they were already completely crippled, and soldiers had always been xenophobic, Zhou Feng did not want to go and be ostracized by others.

  "No problem, from today on you are our Self-Help Association's combat instructor!"

  Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Murong Yu's face finally revealed a bright and cheerful smile: "Hehe, if my old man knew that the things he had always wanted to do but couldn't were actually done by me, I wonder what kind of expression he would have!"

  Saying that, Murong Yu's face was filled with happiness and pride. For her, having a father who worked for the country and its people was the greatest honor of her life. As for not being able to see her father again in the future, as long as she knew he was safe on this earth, it was enough for her.

  She is Murong Yu, the daughter of Murong Xuan. She has over a thousand survivors under her care who need her protection. How can she afford to be disheartened by nostalgia at this time?

  "That old fox..."

  Upon hearing Murong Yu's words, Zhou Feng suddenly thought of the old man who had also invited him to join MSS Ninth Bureau and shook his head, smiling as he said: "Alright, now I've joined too. The future development direction of Self-Saving Society has been determined. I think it's time for us to discuss our individual development directions, don't you?"

  "Why waste our breath on idle talk? Let's engage in a real fight and test each other's strengths instead."

  Upon hearing Zhou Feng's words, a hint of excitement and combativeness flashed across Murong Yu's eyes. She took two steps back, drew out a small dagger from her waist, and then suddenly shot forward like an arrow, charging towards Zhou Feng.

  "Come on, if you're going to hit me, then hit me!"

  Looking at Murong Yu rushing towards him like lightning, Zhou Feng smiled slightly, then his eyes condensed and he suddenly pulled out the Five-seveN from his waist, aiming at Murong Yu and pulling the trigger without hesitation.

  Bang!

  Suddenly a crisp and ear-piercing gunshot rang out throughout the entire room!