When Yu Yuan appeared in front of the Orthodox Church convoy with Nate, Goting, and the others, all radiating fluctuations of lava faith,
even Yu Yuan, who had been prepared for this, couldn't help freezing in surprise.
Let alone Nate, Goting, and the others behind him.
The people before them were simply in too sorry a state.
Almost all of the fifty-odd vehicles had been cobbled together from mechanical scrap. Some still bore shell-blast scars of various sizes on their alloy armor plates.
Their weapons were an equally motley assortment.
Many had clearly been stripped from other equipment.
They had taken the art of cobbling things together to its absolute limit.
Goting and the other Orthodox Church believers from Greenwood World couldn't help showing a trace of shock at the sight.
They had thought surviving an extreme cold environment of below minus ninety degrees Celsius was already unbearably difficult.
They hadn't expected people in other worlds to have it even worse.
Was this world really that dangerous and harsh?
Unlike Yu Yuan and his companions,
the archbishop of the Mechanical Junk Planet—Merlin—lit up with excitement
the instant he saw them arrive.
He immediately led his people forward.
He looked at Yu Yuan, who stood at the front.
"Are you the Divine Emissary?"
Yu Yuan nodded lightly.
"Divine Emissary, in accordance with our Lord's oracle, all 247 of us are present. All our supplies and equipment are here as well. We have come to seek your guidance."
"We will follow the Divine Emissary's guidance."
The believers behind him all looked toward Yu Yuan.
Someone behind Merlin handed him a briefcase.
"Divine Emissary, these are the valuable items our church has collected over its many years here. We have already sorted them out for you. We hope they will be of some