"South Sea War Zone! Zhuhai estuary requesting support! Sea beasts! They're all sea beasts!"
"Someone, please save us! We're in the Guang'ao Special Zone! These monsters have crawled ashore! They're everywhere, coming from all directions!"
"The Canglan River basin is under attack! My God! Why are there so many monsters hiding inside it?!"
The flood of pleas for help nearly overwhelmed the China War Zone channel.
After more than a year of Doomsday's trials, the Survivors had tacitly learned not to send unimportant messages, so they would not consume the channel's resources.
Moreover, since sending messages consumed energy, the China War Zone's Chat Channel had not been this "lively" in a very long time.
The last time had been when Lin An advanced to the Fourth Order.
But this time was different from the clamor of the past.
Amid the rapidly scrolling pleas for help, every word seemed to carry intense panic.
The senders were incoherent, repeating themselves again and again.
Even though they were only written words, they still conveyed that despair.
No one could determine how many War Zones were asking for help. The dense messages rushing past like a waterfall represented countless Survivors dying with every line.
Perhaps dozens of regions. Perhaps hundreds.
Everything had happened too quickly.
The disaster that had erupted without warning was like a heavy hammer, smashing down viciously on people's heads.
Blood flowed freely.
"What the hell!? What the hell!?"
"Team Leader Lin! What the hell is going on!? Dragon Security is under attack too! Monsters have charged over the defenses at Wangjiang!"
The body that had followed Lin An down froze in midair.
Zhang Tie stared in horror at the pleas for help flashing past. Even the Dragon An Executives responsible for base defense hurriedly sent word, claiming that large numbers