"Give me the exact location, and tell me what happened."
After confirming that the information mentioned by the Second Order survivor was related to the Zombie Emperor, Lin An asked directly.
He had not expected the Zombie Emperor's trail to be found among humans rather than zombies, and to be connected to a human cult.
The Second Order burly man swallowed hard. Seeing the sudden gravity in Lin An's gaze, even an idiot could tell that his words had been useful to the other party.
Suppressing his horror, he stammered:
"Are you asking about that cannibalistic gathering place?"
"I've been in contact with them, but..."
"But you have to promise me that you'll help us after I finish speaking. I know your military has the ability to do that."
"We're not asking for much. Just bring us some food, or take us with you."
His face turned bitter.
"One month's worth of food. After a month, some of the sweet potatoes we've planted should have ripened. We have an Awakening user who can grow food."
Listening to the man negotiate terms with him, Lin An slightly furrowed his brows. A faint killing intent flashed rapidly through his heart, then was suppressed in an instant.
It hasn't come to that.
"One month's worth of food is impossible."
"Two million mouths would mean nearly ten thousand tons of grain at the very least."
He replied indifferently.
He completely disregarded the sweet potatoes the man had mentioned. Sweet potatoes were indeed good—easy to grow and high-yielding. But only when they matured would people despairingly discover that they could not be eaten at all. Otherwise, the food crisis would never have broken out.
As for Green Mountain's predicament, even though Lin An had previously considered taking them under his command, he had never actually