The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

This thunderous divine voice broadcast several times in succession, every word striking straight into people's hearts.

It jolted every resident in need of relief awake.

Newly arrived refugees, disabled retired card masters, and orphans who had lost their families—all were shaken out of their despair.

"Girl... did you hear that? The Door God... the Door God has answered our prayers?"

"Mom, what are meat buns? I want some..."

"Relief grain... is this for real?!"

"Look! The Security Bureau's official communications channel has issued an announcement too. It's real!"

"We just need to pray to the portrait? I'm going to collect mine right now!"

Meanwhile, in the River God Temple area.

As a newly developed residential district in H City, blessed with an exceptional location right beside the Qiantang River's channel and connected in all directions by water transport—

This place had already taken in the largest group of refugees fleeing from other fallen zones.

Following Yuchi Gong's broadcast, they had rushed to wait in the square outside the River God Temple at the first opportunity.

By now, the place was a roaring sea of voices.

As far as the eye could see, there was a densely packed crowd stretching beyond sight.

Yang Moli was currently leading dozens of Security Bureau patrol guards, drenched in sweat as they struggled to maintain order.

"Don't push! Everyone, line up properly!

The Security Bureau guarantees that food will definitely be distributed today!"

Yang Moli held a loudspeaker, her voice already hoarse from shouting.

But before these refugees, driven nearly out of their minds by hunger, her cries seemed utterly feeble.

Among them—

Some were new citizens who had fought desperately to escape into H City from outside. Their clothes were tattered, and claw marks and blood left by abyssal monsters still stained their bodies.