Wang Mang shook his head helplessly.
The apocalypse would start at midnight.
If not for his reminder, many commoners might have suffered in their sleep!
He had done what needed to be done. As for how many people could survive, it would depend on their own abilities.
It was impossible for Wang Mang to help everyone.
It was just like how some people might be able to survive, and their physical fitness and capabilities would improve after being baptized by the blood rain.
However, some people might not be able to endure it, and would eventually become zombies.
Wang Mang transformed into his human form and strolled along the deserted streets with his hands behind his back. He did not know how the situation was in the other provinces, but at least this time the people of Yi Zun City had stayed indoors.
Looking at the brightly lit rooms, Wang Mang felt much better.
