"Current population: 136,000 people."
These heavy words filled Chen Feng's vision.
According to the information, there used to be a city around here, but when the disaster struck, the water levels rose crazily, and this massive city was submerged by the sea. Homes were destroyed, civilization was buried, and humanity's so-called glory, in the face of this evil power, was like a child confronting a thug, having no power to fight back at all.
And at this moment of despair, Pang Mu appeared out of nowhere. Although the city was destroyed, because it was a coastal city, countless ships were left behind, and Pang Mu relied on these ships to rise from adversity, building a force of his own.
Regardless of whether Pang Mu was a madman, the key to these tens of thousands of people surviving is precisely because of him.
"Lightning and rain, all are blessings from heaven."
