Zhang Meng thought about what he just said.

Obviously, those are two gods.

One is the god of fun for boring types who want to watch the fun, and the other is the righteous god in people's minds in the traditional sense.

He was sitting by a bonfire in the backyard of the church, where some frozen meat was roasting.

The firelight danced on his face, and everyone else was roasting meat in silence.

The atmosphere in the church has changed since the tall white man appeared.

People are wary of each other, worried that they will be captured by each other.

Apparently they also realized that those people had malicious intentions.

After all, this kind of doomsday background and followers of various evil gods are really too common.

There used to be quite a few of them, but there were people taking care of them, so it wasn't a big deal.

There are many followers of evil gods making a big fuss now.

Soon, the next crisis appeared again.

This time it's a group of wild boar monsters, they can dig holes, and the difficulty suddenly increases.

For the first time, someone died in the church.

He was recovering from his injuries in the rear, but was killed by a wild boar that appeared in the cave.

After the war, Zhang Meng's heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

This apocalypse is indeed cruel enough.

He kept asking himself whether, like in those novels, he should give up his humanity, his dignity, his kindness, and do whatever it takes to survive.

He thought back to the survivors who had died.

Their eyes were full of fear and despair.

Zhang Meng took a deep breath, he wanted to live.

But he couldn't completely give up everything about being a human being.

His eyes flashed with determination.

He made a decision.

Even if you want to use people, you have to use evil people.

What, you said there are no evil people?

How is this possible? Don't forget, before he awakened, several people laughed at him.

Then at the church camp, someone else awakened with the help of Li Cang.

At the same time, everyone also strengthened their training.

But as time goes by, the danger becomes greater and greater.

Obviously, the end of the world is a game to the gods and a torment to them.

The fragile balance like before no longer exists.

Every time you survive a crisis, someone always dies.

This made the atmosphere in the camp increasingly tense.

Under increasing pressure, some people quietly betrayed Li Cang.

They chose to join another group of survivors.

They hope to find safety and refuge there.

Zhang Meng stood in front of them, with a trace of sadness and pity in his eyes.

"Do you really think you can gain safety by giving up everything?" he asked.

They didn't answer, there was only escape in their eyes.

In fact, they know that if they do this, they are just hanging on.

In fact, it is equivalent to taking someone else's life in exchange for one more week or one month.

Zhang Meng shook his head.

He knew he couldn't convince them.

If the church camp is strong enough, they will naturally choose to stay and stick to their posts.

These people are already very tired.

In order to survive, you have to put away your dignity and work more than 12 hours a day.

This is very hard work.

The difficulty has not decreased because these few people are missing. On the contrary, it has become more and more difficult.

Until the awakened ones die.

People finally collapsed.

More and more people left, and finally only Li Cang and Zhang Meng were left in the huge church.

Li Cang stood beside Zhang Meng.

There was a sneer in his eyes.

"Those are a bunch of fools, Zhang Meng," he said, "let's go together."

In this way, an intact church camp parted ways.

Zhang Meng was a little disappointed.

He really thought this was a church camp in the game, and thought he could make it to the end of the game.

Little did I know that it would be over in just over half a year.

Of course, if everyone wants to persist, they can actually persist for more than half a year.

That's what it will be like in one or two years.

He and Li Cang left the camp.

From now on, they have no fixed campsite, they have become homeless, they have become homeless.

The good thing is that with monsters, they just have to run all the way.

There is no need to stick to one place, the monsters often stop chasing them after chasing them through a foggy area.

They decided to strengthen themselves and obtain stronger power, so the two of them chose to explore the depths of the mist.

In the fog, Zhang Meng and Li Cang moved forward cautiously.

Their eyes were alert, their hands clenched with weapons.

The fog was full of unknown dangers, but they did not flinch.

Today, I am exploring.

Zhang Meng suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Li Cang.

"Li Cang," he said, "why don't you do that kind of thing?"

"You can also sacrifice one or two people to reduce the difficulty and maintain the camp."

There was a trace of pain and hesitation in Li Cang's eyes.

"Although I plot against others," he said, "I think I'm still a good person. I can't do anything like sending a living person directly to the God of Death."

Zhang Meng nodded, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

He now knows that Li Cang is a trustworthy partner.

Li Cang's eyes moved.

What a fool, you can believe this.

How did this guy survive until the end of time?

Later, their exploration bore fruit.

On this day, they found a strange object deep in the fog.

This is a mysterious crystal that emits a faint light. Its power seems to be able to penetrate the fog and guide them in the direction.

"There's something wrong with this thing!" Li Cang was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I feel like they are the source of monsters. It's like the core of the fog. Should we break it into pieces and take a look?" Zhang Meng said.

So the two began to prepare to destroy the core of the fog.

The two knew that there might be powerful monsters hiding around the core of the fog.
To be continued...