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Chapter 716 Eighth Floor(2/2)

"I really don't know how to turn this thing on."
"Furthermore, he has suffered a lot of physical damage and is still in a weak state."
Kerry, who was pointed at, nodded and walked over with the support of the awakener on the side.
Chen Yangtian nodded slightly and said slowly and gently:
"Actually, I probably found a way to continue unlocking not long ago."
"Besides, I have a way to avoid genetic collapse."
sincere.
These words fell into the ears of the Northern War leader, like the sound of nature.
His eyes narrowed, but before he could ask hurriedly, Chen Yangtian smiled friendly:
"Don't worry."
"I will share this method with everyone."
"We are all human beings. When faced with a crisis, we should put aside our past grudges and help each other, right?"
The North American leader opened his mouth after hearing this, feeling a little ashamed.
He looked grateful and felt that Chen Yangtian's words were really heart-warming.
The Chinese War Zone is indeed like before the end, still considering the overall situation.
He couldn't control his emotions for a while. In this cruel trial, he felt hope for the first time.
"I hope that after this time, the relationship between our two theaters can be further deepened."
"I am Colin Hall. If you need it, in the real world, the North American Theater will definitely help you!"
The more people gather, the more people gather.
Chen Yangtian looked at the awakened people gathered together with a sincere face:
"No need to thank me."
"After all...we are all human beings..."
"We are one."
Kolholin, who was standing nearest, was startled when he heard the sound, with some confusion on his face.
Why, this sentence always sounds weird...
The blood moon is in the sky, representing the countdown of the other world gradually approaching zero.
...
"Captain Lin, why are so many people here?"
In the open space in front of the church, Xiong Hanzi glanced at everyone strangely.
Lin An, on the other hand, was as motionless as a sculpture.
Not far away, Zhang Yong and Fiona looked solemnly, looking at Lin An's profile with curiosity.
No expression can be seen under the mask.
At this moment.
In the dead and ruined church, a large number of illusory shadows appeared.
Those were the residents of the small town.
Under the blood moon, the dead residents stood silently.
And Lin An was right in the middle of the crowd.
Chapter completed!
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