"Qingzi, we only have seven days left."
"I know."
Fang Qingyu interrupted him, his tone still calm.
"Let me ask you, even if Old Man Hong hadn't revealed this truth, without this countdown, isn't every city in the Federation fighting against the Life Ghost every day?"
The crowd was stunned, nodding subconsciously.
Indeed, the rear has never truly been peaceful.
The main task of the Divine Management Bureau and the City Guard Army is to eradicate these threats.
"What is the purpose of the Gods?"
Fang Qingyu continued asking, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"Is it to enslave humanity, to develop followers, to harvest faith and souls, right? Not like the Life Ghosts that aim solely at our extinction."
The crowd nodded again.
Old Man Hong made it very clear in the video.
"Then that's settled."
Fang Qingyu buried his face back in his arms, his muffled voice came through.
