Yinghua

Shenghui Group's headquarters was located in a city.

Of course, the city had long since been abandoned.

Once visited by giant beasts, it was filled with crumbling ruins. Yet this shattered city had now regained a trace of life.

The area was near People's Square. Several skyscrapers there were lit up in the darkness, completely unconcerned that they might attract the attention of giant beasts.

At first, Su Jingyuan had not understood this.

But that lord had been full of confidence and was not worried that the lights in the darkness would invite disaster.

After cautiously living that way for several months, the people at headquarters discovered that even when giant beasts were active, they would avoid Shenghui Group's headquarters from afar for some unknown reason.

Therefore, people revered that lord even more, believing that he would bring the light of hope.

At this moment, the vehicle carrying Su Jingyuan was traveling along a newly repaired road.

Vehicles could be seen passing by from time to time, and in the distance stood a brightly lit factory district.

Su Jingyuan still remembered that when he had come to this city more than half a year ago, it had been so desolate. Yet in less than a year, it had already come back to life.

The supply of electricity and the emergence of factories had attracted large numbers of surface survivors.

This was an oasis.

An oasis that had risen from the wasteland of the apocalypse.

"Every time I return, I feel fortunate that I was able to join Shenghui Group."

Sitting beside Su Jingyuan, Liu Hongmin gazed at the city outside the car window.

The young man said devoutly, "The Holy Lord will surely save this world."

Su Jingyuan glanced at him and remained silent.

When the car stopped, an old-fashioned