What?!
As the familiar voice reached them, all survivors who had projected themselves into the Spiritual World immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
"It's the King, it's really the King!"
The voice spread among the survivors like stars in the sky, their gazes flickering with uncertainty and their expressions filled with excitement.
"Sorry, my compatriots, the apocalypse came too quickly, and we failed to protect all of our fellow people. This is our negligence."
Li Wenyuan's voice was low and extremely sincere, mirroring his true feelings.
However, the spiritual talents present all fell silent. Was it really okay to say it didn't matter?
Impossible. After months, who hadn't lost family or friends?
Between life and death crises, amidst the pursuit of monsters, who could say it was okay for those who had died?
But could they really blame the state?
