Ever since Lin Fan resolved the crisis at Xiangshan Sanctuary, the survivors living there had been brimming with endless hope for the future, their daily lives became more positive and active, no longer listless and confused as before.
Such is the power of faith.
In their time of helplessness, a figure like a deity continuously imprinted itself in their hearts, this presence was very important; in the apocalyptic world, it often served as a button that connected all the living survivors.
No matter whether these survivors were selfish or had low self-esteem, because of this button, they would harbor hope for the future.
"Not so?" Zhou Peng asked in surprise, "Then how did this come about?"
Tan Qing looked at Zhou Peng, smiled, and pointed to Xu Ming beside him, "He knows."
"I know?" Xu Ming was baffled by what Tan Qing said, completely confused. He had never been here before, how could he possibly know?
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