There were many people at the church entrance. In Lin An's eyes, the people waiting in line stretched out like a long dragon.
It could be said that this church, located in the most prosperous part of the entire Commercial Street with hardly any shops around it, was the cleanest and most orderly place on the whole street.
The people standing in line respectfully held the supplies they had brought as offerings. Some had food, some had "things" wrapped in black cloth, and some even had equipment.
Among the people in line were both Awakened and ordinary people with stooped figures, all waiting in orderly fashion.
Such a scene was extremely rare, especially in this area that was chaotic to the extreme.
But Lin An wasn't surprised in the slightest.
After Doomsday, what was truly scarce wasn't resources, nor was it the food needed to stay alive.
It was "spiritual nourishment."
In an environment where people died every day and even the most powerful Awakened could suddenly die, almost everyone's heart was filled with despair and confusion.
The more chaotic the times, the stronger religious forces became. Not to mention that this was now a supernatural apocalypse.
Believing in gods and seeking comfort for the soul was something seen everywhere in all the major war zones.
To say nothing of anywhere else, even in the China War Zone, where the religious atmosphere was at its weakest, Lin An had encountered such things everywhere he went.
"Red Ram Horns? One eye?"
After thoughtfully glancing at the church's symbol, several thoughts suddenly flashed through Lin An's mind.
This place seemed to be related to the refugees.
Such chaos...
Without much time to investigate the connection behind it, Lin An vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the people here. It wasn't difficult