Inside the reservoir, flames roared, forming a fiery tornado that shot straight into the sky.
Waves of heat rolled over them, and everyone retreated again and again.
Lin Jingyi stared blankly at the scene, then suddenly asked, "Chief Chen, do you think humanity will lose?"
Chen Shouyi knew she wasn't talking about this battle, but the war between Earth and the Otherworld.
He fell silent for a moment before answering, "Of course not. If we've been able to hold off the Otherworld for twenty years, we can keep holding them off. In the end, we'll win this war!"
Though he lacked a view of the overall situation, over the past six months or so he'd clearly felt humanity's strength recovering rapidly.
When the mutations had first begun, the entire city had fallen silent. Not a single vehicle could be seen moving on the roads.
Now, Steam Trucks were everywhere.
That wasn't all. Airplanes had returned to the skies, too.
Give humanity a few more years to catch its breath, and once electricity, communications, electronics, and the rest gradually recovered, its strength would be hundreds or thousands of times what it was now. It wouldn't be in such a sorry state anymore.
As for humanity counterattacking the Otherworld, Chen Shouyi had never even considered it.
There was the threefold gravity, to say nothing of the way high concentrations of Primal Force affected technology.
But the mere strength of the Savage Gods was enough to stop humanity in its tracks.
The Savage Gods in their Otherworld stronghold and the ones who had come to Earth were worlds apart.
If the Savage Gods who came to Earth could wield only one percent of their strength, then in the Otherworld their strength was a hundredfold, even a thousandfold. Nuclear weapons probably wouldn't help, either.