'The Salvation Army?'
Shen Feng's eyes widened. He instantly thought of the Salvation Army from the "True Apocalypse Game 1.0" he had created—an army composed of elite players from all over the world, abbreviated as SA.
'In this Gray Tide apocalypse, could there be a Salvation Army here too?'
'Is it just a coincidence, or is it the same army?'
'If it is the same Salvation Army, that would mean this world also has a "True Apocalypse Game," and a Shen Feng who was enhanced by it!'
'But judging by the current environment, the 'him' of this world obviously failed completely. Otherwise, this place wouldn't be a wasteland...'
Originally, Shen Feng had been quite relaxed, ready to follow these Holy Sanctuary People and see what was going on as if watching a joke. Now, however, he was anything but calm.
'If this world also has a Salvation Army, another Shen Feng, and a "True Apocalypse Game," the implications would be unimaginable!'
