Looking at the soldiers and his comrades, Mao Yan pulled up the scarf covering his lower face and said, "With the current weather, it will take us at least two days to reach the Wu Lin base. Although most of the zombies and mutants are frozen due to the low temperature, the only ones that are still active are high-ranked zombies and mutants. Everyone must be careful and I wish everyone good luck. Move out!"
Following his order, more than twenty thousand soldiers, medical staff, supernatural beings and scientists boarded military vehicles. Braving heavy snow, they left the military base.
Looking at the abandoned military base from the rearview mirror, Zheng Yimu whispered: "I don't know how many of us can reach the Wu Lin base safely. May the Goddess of Fortune be with us."
As soon as these words came out, in the Six Realms, the Goddess of Fortune sneezed: "Achoo!"
The God of War looked at her and asked, "High God Yi Fei, do you have a cold?"
