Liu Zhen immediately stepped forward, his expression composed:
"During the early stages of the Blood Mist's descent, we humans really were able to keep the situation under control, and we even believed it was an opportunity to advance to a higher civilization!"
"But by the middle stage, secret realms began erupting one after another, beasts mutated, disasters struck, and the situation completely spiraled out of control!"
"Hot weapons were effective, but only to a limited extent!"
"A virus with slightly stronger transmissibility could wipe out everyone in an entire city!"
"With no other choice, we had to rely on air-raid shelters and high-speed rail stations to establish refuges!"
In just one or two years, humanity had been beaten down from the rulers of Earth into sewer rats.
There was nothing to be done about it. A war between civilizations had never been merely a contest of firepower.
No matter how powerful artillery was, it could not kill viruses. No matter how hot nuclear bombs were, they could not blast supernatural creatures hiding in other dimensions.
"Beasts mutated? Then did humans mutate too?!" Jiang Wan's eyes flashed as she asked.
They were all living beings. There was no reason for only animals to mutate.
If that were truly the case, she had every reason to suspect that this was not some natural or man-made disaster, but that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
"Of course they did." The bitterness on Liu Zhen's face deepened. "Mutated beasts lose their sanity, and so do humans. So, to our civilization, mutants are not protectors, but destroyers."
Jiang Wan's expression turned solemn. "Up to now, hasn't humanity developed any reliable supernatural system?"
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