Wang Jian naturally had no idea what Lin Yuan was thinking.
But for some reason, seeing Lin Yuan so full of confidence inexplicably gave him a little more confidence too.
Perhaps people like Zero were born to create miracles.
The thought suddenly sprang into Wang Jian's mind.
If Lin Yuan could truly lead the Federation to victory under the current conditions, it would be a genuine miracle.
Of course, the facts would have to speak for themselves.
The days ahead would be the key.
Several days later.
In the Fifth Stronghold's warzone, the fighting raged.
"Hold on, everyone! Word from Base Island says Lord Zero has already set out and is on his way to reinforce us!"
"Once Lord Zero arrives, everything will get better!"
Inside the stronghold, a Nine-Star powerhouse was doing everything he could to raise his troops' morale.
Lately, the Crawlers' offensives had grown fiercer by the day, and the seventh and sixth strongholds had fallen in succession.
Although Lin Yuan had subsequently thwarted the Crawlers' attempt to storm the First Stronghold, they had quickly changed direction and begun advancing steadily.
Now, the Fifth Stronghold was on the brink of falling, and the troops' morale was low.
But after the Nine-Star powerhouse shouted those words, morale inside the stronghold suddenly recovered considerably, and they finally repelled another assault.
Over this period, Lin Yuan had thoroughly made a name for himself.
He had acted repeatedly, moving between strongholds in danger and turning the tide every time, quickly becoming a hero in the ordinary soldiers' hearts.
Anyone with eyes could see that this new player, whose strength had been unremarkable when he first entered the battlefield and who had needed to donate supplies in exchange for merit points, had long since grown into a Double S-rank powerhouse.
But