Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.
Fifteen Fourth Order individuals, and it was already the limit to mobilize seven or eight of them to suppress monsters outside since the summoning of Fourth Order Apostles wasn't without the consumption of spiritual energy and spiritual power.
It wasn't about suppressing beasts but about reclaiming cities, which often took more time.
As the chief logistics officer, Yan Meiyu was well aware of the recent mobilization of supplies and the fact that they truly lacked personnel.
"I understand what you mean. The research center is already deploying the production of the corresponding potions that should help accelerate the advancement of a group of people to Fourth Order."
Bai Qilan took over the conversation, shaking her head slightly, "What I meant was not that, but another matter—to divert more resources into the production of Breeding Armor and Mechanical Giant Spirit Gods."
"What?"