A flicker of hope appeared on their faces when they heard Lin Xinghai's words.
"Is there really a way to handle it? What should we do?" Fang Tianhe asked quickly. Shen Han and Gao Mountain also looked at Lin Xinghai expectantly.
If anyone else had claimed to have a solution, they would have dismissed it as nonsense. But with Lin Xinghai, even if he claimed he could pluck the stars from the sky, they'd believe there was at least a fifty percent chance he could do it.
The reason was simple: Lin Xinghai had simply performed too many miracles.
"The method is actually quite simple. We just have to continuously increase our own strength."
"If several thousand Mutated Zombies attack in three years, then as long as our base has several thousand Blood Qi Realm powerhouses, we'll naturally be able to handle it with ease," Lin Xinghai said.
The men looked at each other in dismay.
"Ah Xing, that's probably impossible!" Fang Tianhe said, choosing his words carefully.
