Chapter 368: Ling An

In the amoeba worm dungeon world, on day 16, at 18:21.

From a high vantage point, a black dragon resembling ants moving house stretched from every corner of the wilderness, converging into three battle zones.

Just like the great animal migration on the African savanna.

Under intense brainwashing, threats, and heightened emotions, anyone still able to move was gathered in the same direction.

The troops split into three routes, marching according to the former 'counteroffensive' direction.

The humans of this world, after two years, launched another attack against the zombies.

People and vehicles mixed together.

All supplies were taken along.

All usable weapons and equipment were distributed to everyone, regardless of age or gender.

Grand and shocking.

If one could overlook the whole world, the entire world would seem sliced by three black lines, with the direction of advance being a vast 'black sea' centered on the high tower.

That is where the zombie tide of the entire world lies.

On the battle command vehicle.

Kosman, worried, placed a stack of documents before Lin An, his hair having turned considerably gray.

Working nonstop, with high-intensity forced marches, these days he has hardly slept a full night.

Under Lin An's will, all forces were forced to accept a method of marching while transporting supplies.

All work was carried out during the march, utilizing time to the utmost.

The flow of vehicles transporting supplies was like small streams merging into a river, never stopping for a moment.

"Lord Lin An."

Kosman's voice weary, he pushed the documents in his hand toward Lin An:

"The status of all supplies has been tallied."

"Weapons and equipment are fine, except that heavy weapons and air force units, due to limited maintenance, have suffered considerable damage."

"Conventional weapons, grenades, rifles... are still enough to arm everyone."

"The only problem lies with gasoline, food, and drinking water..."

Under Lin An's order, the survivors of this world had no choice but to go all in, expending everything.

All production ceased; the power plant hauled away its coal for use on the march.

The water plant drained the wells dry, and even the machinery in the farmlands was stripped of its last drop of diesel.

They abandoned the grain about to be harvested, the factories in production, the mines being mined, and everything else.

Under full mobilization, every usable vehicle—from military trucks to wheat-harvesting combines—was turned into a personnel carrier for the march.

Even bicycles and handcarts were put into service.

Lin An nodded after hearing it, not minding Kosman's unease:

"How long can the supplies last given their consumption?"

"How is the installation of the self-destruct crystals coming along?"

Kosman hesitated a moment, then quickly reported:

"Sir, food consumption is high. At most 17 days later we will run out of food entirely, and starvation is expected by day 21."

"The forced march consumes a lot, and with production halted, we actually have no rear support left."

"The drinking water situation is worse: at most 14 days. The drinking water will be used up, though we might find rivers along the march, but that would slow us down."

"Now the day-night temperature difference is too great, especially as we approach the core area where temperatures rise."

"Under the forced march, water consumption will only outpace food consumption..."

After hearing Kosman's report, Lin An merely flipped through the report casually.

In other words, at most 16 days.

If they cannot take the zombie tide at the high tower within 16 days, the humans of this world are basically doomed.

But that is enough.

Under the forced march, at most three days remain before the human side will formally make contact with the core zone.

Within a week, this all‑or‑nothing battle will have a result.

Thus the worries Kosman has are not really problems.

Frankly, the twisted order this world had barely maintained has been completely wiped out by him, Lin An.

Even if he now orders the attack cancelled, the whole world cannot return to how it was.

There is no retreat, and he does not intend to leave the humans of this world any way out.

To Kosman's surprise, after reading the report Lin An calmly issued a new order:

"Tell all the survivors."

"In one week, food will be exhausted."

"If we cannot wipe out the zombies, cannot wipe out the zombie tide at the high tower's core, everyone will die—they already have no retreat."

"By the way, burn part of the rear base, then broadcast the video for them to see."

"Tell them, turning back now is also a dead end."

"Furthermore, intensify brainwashing and propaganda, select fanatics, and use them as typical cases for publicity."

Crush the last shred of hope, supplemented by religious brainwashing.

Only by driving them to desperation can we prevent their hearts from scattering.

Hearing such harsh measures, Kosman felt chills run up his spine; he gave a stiff, bitter smile and nodded:

"Yes..."

Sir.

We will follow your will.

As for the installation status of the self-destruct crystal core,

Over 60% of the soldiers have already had the crystal cores installed in advance; the remaining crystal cores are being rush-produced, and we expect to be able to fully equip them when we formally make contact with the core of the zombie tide.

Saying this, Kosman weakly lowered his head, displaying the crystal core on the back of his head before Lin An.

As High Level officials, they were the first to have the crystal cores installed.

Not installing means death now; installing maybe means survival—everyone knows how to choose.

The installation process of the self-destruct crystal core did not encounter the resistance Lin An had imagined.

Under three years of catastrophe, humanity in this world has long grown accustomed to submission, offering no resistance.

Those with rebellious genes in their bones have long died; the remaining populace is already numb.

Perhaps nobles and those with food are not so easily brainwashed, a pity they have all died.

So.

Especially with emotions heightened by miracles and system privileges, many even feel that installing the self-destruct crystal core is a kind of 'honor'.

Under religious brainwashing, the self-destruct crystal core is touted as the key to heaven.

Death is not frightening; you will go to heaven.

But those infected with the zombie virus will go to hell.

Then.

God had Lin An, in order to keep everyone from being infected by the virus, specially made the self-destruct crystal core.

Look, how merciful, great, and kind...

Therefore.

Under the zealous propaganda led by the Eden Church, a new religion called 'Ling An' was born.

Meaning:

'Peace of the soul…'