"Don't worry! I've already contacted the other Third Order Awakeners in Southeast Asia and told them to converge here! They haven't found the Gathering Place yet, but barring any surprises, they'll be able to join us soon!"
Not wanting to be caught off guard,
the Gaunt Man hurriedly spoke up after being questioned.
"Don't forget how I found you! My talent comes with tracking and sensing abilities. I contacted a group of people and had them come over just now!"
As he spoke, he felt a little pained over the single-use item he had consumed.
For communication items like this, every war zone generally had a few people who possessed them.
They weren't very useful in reality, but after entering the Confrontation Tournament, they had proven quite effective.
If all else failed, the entire country could pool its resources to exchange for single-use ones in the Reputation Shop. That still wasn't much of a problem.
They were at least a national war zone.
Although they were indeed in a miserable state, they still had some assets.
Of course, if they didn't have such items, then whether they could converge would depend entirely on luck.
Hearing what the leader meant, everyone trembled in response, and the worry in their hearts was greatly reduced.
There was no helping it. Small countries like theirs were extremely humble.
Their territory wasn't large, but their population density was high.
If their level of urbanization hadn't been so low, they wouldn't have lost so many people during the first outbreak of the Zombie Virus.
After barely surviving until now, they were almost on the verge of national extinction.
Leaving aside everything else, they couldn't even establish a few decent Safe Zones and Gathering Places.
The official government had collapsed immediately, leaving everyone to fight on their