"Lord, where are you? Look at us!"

"Lord, we are your humble believers, come and save us, show us your glory and protect us!"

"You said you would protect us! Lord!"

They faced the vampires, knelt on the ground, and begged the so-called Lord for mercy and salvation.

All he got in exchange was a blood-stained white robe!

Tibetan border, in the outpost.

The soldiers watching the live broadcast of the press conference were silent. After thinking for a while, they silently braved the wind and snow and went out to continue building the garlic greenhouse in the ice and snow!

Lin Fan, whose hat, mask and eyebrows were all frozen, was carrying several bundles of heavy building materials when he saw Situ Hong walking towards him.

"The Baguette Country is just like you said, surrounded by troops, but the army was completely defeated."

"And the church personnel...well, I really don't understand why they would rather kneel on the ground and beg for the so-called Lord's help than allow us to enter the country, or even listen to our suggestions."

Lin Fan looked around.

The snow-capped mountains near Tibet are covered with ice and snow, and the cold wind is howling.

It is extremely cold here, and it is also the place where nature tests the harshest on humans.

Hypoxia at high altitudes, extremely low temperatures, and steep mountains.

Not to mention anything else, even if Lin Fan participated in the construction here, after a few hours, he would feel weak and break out in cold sweat.

He is the body of a god!

However, a group of soldiers and workers who were urgently transferred over were busy working on this steep mountain range with their flesh and blood against the ice, snow and lack of oxygen.

Large equipment cannot enter, so they use their bodies to swing hoes and carry building materials and garlic on their shoulders, treating themselves as large equipment!

Countless Daxia people fight against heaven and earth with their flesh and blood here.

Fight against ice and snow, against lack of oxygen, and against this steep natural top!

Under this kind of high-intensity labor, they have to take oxygen and rest after working for a while, but even so, when they recover, these soldiers and workers will still continue to participate in the construction in batches, and they are not even willing to rest for an extra minute!

They did not beg anyone for help, nor did they place their hope in the so-called Lord.

Pious faith cannot save mankind, nor can it save Daxia!

The only way to save yourself is to fight hard!

This is the gap between Daxia and the French country, and the gap between Daxia people and those church members!

When faced with a desperate situation, some people pray to the gods, while others kneel down to seek survival.

Only I, Daxia, would rather die singing in the rain than live under the shelter of others!

Daxia, only believe in Daxia people!

This is the reason why Daxia remains standing!

"If you believe in God, you will never become a god. Putting your hope on others is, in the final analysis, just an incompetent escape!"

"Only yourself is the hope."

"I, Daxia, will always face things head-on! Come on, you can help me too."
Chapter completed!