Hope!
They had finally found hope for the future.
If it was these three nations, they would surely be able to save them, right?
That was what they imagined in their hearts.
Many people even began voluntarily talking about the changes Huaxia, Lighthouse, and Russia had undergone after the Reiki Revival.
They spoke of the Dragon Emperor, Flame Emperor, and Ice Emperor of Huaxia, and the overwhelming power they had displayed when saving Haicheng; they spoke of the great feat of Lighthouse's God of Thunder establishing Guardian Base and protecting countless people by himself; they spoke of Russia's Mad King slaughtering a First Sequence Mutated Beast and saving a city with his terrifying strength.
Gradually, many whose impressions of these nations remained stuck in the time before the Reiki Revival came to understand that they had not merely been undisputed world powers before the Reiki Revival. Even afterward, they still possessed national strength far beyond the reach of other countries!
Because of these accounts, the hope in people's hearts grew greater and greater, and smiles appeared on their faces. They believed that once aid from those nations arrived, the Beast Tide would be driven back, and they would be saved.
Holding on to such thoughts, they waited, slowly waited.
One day, two days, three days. Ten days, fifteen days.
As time slowly passed, the hope they had struggled so hard to find was gradually worn away again.
Rumors began to emerge at just the right time.
Their hearts, already wavering because of their circumstances, finally collapsed completely under those final rumors.
Despair, madness, suicide.
Australia Main City had clearly not yet been breached by Mutant Creatures. The news of reinforcements was clearly real and reliable. They clearly had plenty of time to wait, yet they chose another path.
But then