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The Zhou family residence in Guang'an Prefecture.

Zhou Minghao stared at the message sent by Zhou Mubai, sighed heavily, and said, "Call for a combat meeting and make sure Brother Yang is invited to participate."

After a brief pause, he added, "Also, notify Fellow Daoist Luis."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The Zhou family cultivator accepted the military order and swiftly retreated.

"This war grows more difficult by the day," Zhou Minghao murmured with another sigh.

Fighting the zombies on Lotus Island was only the beginning. He knew all too well that the real danger had yet to reveal itself to the monks of Guang'an Prefecture.

His only hope now lay in the backup plan arranged by the Qianyuan Sword Sect.

If their preparations were sufficient, it might help the monks of Guang'an Prefecture survive the looming disaster.

Redwood Island, Seaview City.

The main hall of the Western Defense Zone Headquarters.

Luis received Zhou Minghao's message and sank into thought.

"A war meeting?" he muttered.

Logically speaking, apart from the Eastern Defense Zone and the zombie swarm on Lotus Island, the other defense zones had seen no signs of zombie activity.

Some smaller families had even started clamoring to return to their clan territories, believing the danger had passed.

Luis had little choice but to let them go.

Whether they would regret their decision later was none of his concern.

Over the past months, Luis and Zhou Mubai had stayed in touch through the communication formation.

The last time they spoke, Zhou Mubai had shared news of his impressive feat—wiping out tens of thousands of enemy zombies in a single, devastating attack.

Why was there suddenly a call for a combat meeting now?

A vague suspicion began to form in Luis's mind, though he couldn't be certain.

If his hunch was correct, it could mark the turning point he had been waiting for—the Hartmann family's moment to rise.

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For the current Hartmann family, the zombie tide on Lotus Island is both a danger and an opportunity.

With this in mind, Luis gave Zhou Mucheng and Lei Zhen a few instructions before taking off.

A flash of light accompanied his rapid flight toward Zhou Main City.

The communication formation could handle simple messages but was insufficient for conducting detailed combat meetings.

Therefore, Luis needed to attend the meeting in person.

Fortunately, his current travel speed was astonishing.

In just half a day, he reached Zhou Main City.

Without pause, Luis's glowing escape light streaked directly toward the Zhou family base.

Upon his arrival, he realized he was the last to get there.

This wasn't surprising when he thought about it—Redwood Island in the Western Defense Zone was the farthest from Lingbei Island.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Zhou Minghao smiled and shook his head at Luis. "Now that Fellow Daoist Luis is here, we can begin."

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The Main Hall of the Allied Forces Headquarters

"That's the current situation," Zhou Minghao concluded, glancing at everyone in the room.

Yang Linyuan, noticing Zhou Minghao's gaze, frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, my Yang family isn't skilled in refining pills. The alchemists in our clan can barely supply enough for our own people.

"The cultivation pills that most of our clan members rely on are purchased from outside sources," he admitted with a shake of his head.

The Yang family excelled in shipbuilding, but alchemy and pill refinement were not their strengths.

Hearing this, Zhou Minghao sighed heavily.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, please consider suspending the supply of elixirs to your clansmen and prioritizing the front line. If the Eastern Defense Zone is breached, the devastation will spread to Guang'an Prefecture!"

Yang Linyuan hesitated but eventually nodded, albeit with difficulty.

He understood that now was not the time to prioritize his clan's cultivation.

Stopping the zombie tide from reaching Zhou Main City was paramount. If possible, they needed to force the tide toward Cangzhou Main City, passing the problem to the Ye family.

This strategy was also why Zhou Mubai had deliberately left a gap in the frontline defenses around Lotus Island, refraining from a full encirclement.

"Thank you, Brother Yang, for your sense of justice!" Zhou Minghao stood and gave Yang Linyuan a respectful bow.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, you're too gracious!" Yang Linyuan quickly stood in return, not daring to appear careless.

After all, Zhou Minghao was not only a Foundation Building cultivator at the peak of his stage but also significantly older and more experienced.

It's just that the friendship between the Zhou and Yang families is not that deep, and the seniority between the two is calculated entirely according to their cultivation level.

Wait until the two of them sit down again.

Zhou Minghao still looked worried.

Although the Yang family agreed to allocate the clan members' medicine supply to the front line, but as Yang Linyuan said, the Yang family was not good at refining medicine, and this amount of medicine supply was less than the huge consumption of medicine at the front line.

It's just a drop in the bucket.

And his Zhou family had already transferred all the medicine supplies for the clan members to the front line.

Even so, the monks on the front line were still complaining that there were not enough pills.

Actually think about it carefully.

The four city gates on the front line consume an average of 30,000 to 40,000 pills every day.

Although these pills are the lowest level first-grade pills, they are in huge quantities!

This is before a large-scale war breaks out on the front line.

The two sides have been engaged in a tug-of-war and a war of attrition.

Otherwise, the consumption of pills would more than double tenfold in a day.

Which family can withstand such a huge logistics of elixirs? Especially now that the Zhao family has been destroyed, the elixir market in Guang'an Prefecture has gone crazy, and the prices of all kinds of elixirs have skyrocketed.

The price of a Qi Gathering Pill, which usually costs 50 spirit stones, has now risen to 80 spirit stones, and is in short supply.

As for the detoxification pills, evil-breaking pills, and energy-restoring pills, which are the most in demand on the front lines, their prices have risen to sky-high levels.

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Luis coughed lightly.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Luis said, "May I ask, Senior Zhou, the elixirs needed by the East Defense Zone coalition are mainly low-level detoxification pills, right?"

"That's right!"

Zhou Minghao's eyes lit up, "Could it be that your Hartmann family..."

"right!"

Luis nodded. "Over the years, my Hartmann family has trained a large number of alchemists, but the elixirs they refine are of lower quality. For now, they can only refine first-grade detoxification pills, evil-breaking pills, and energy-restoring pills."

"Enough! Enough!"

Hearing this.

Zhou Minghao seemed to hear the sound of nature.

What is most in demand on the front battlefield is not high-level elixirs, but rather low-level elixirs used by cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

There are more than 900,000 cultivators on the front line of the Eastern Defense Zone, and how many thousands of them are foundation-building cultivators?

The vast majority of them are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

The same is true on the front line of Izumo Kingdom.

However, the soldiers on the front line of Izumo Kingdom are basically in the late stage of Qi Refining.

There are very few armies like the Guang'an Prefecture Coalition, which is filled with a large number of cultivators in the early and middle stages of Qi Refining.

Zhou Minghao looked at Luis with a happy expression, and said with a cupped hand: "I wonder how many pills your Hartmann family can provide?"

Yang Linyuan on the side didn't have high expectations.

In his eyes, the reason why the Hartmann family was recognized by several major families such as the Zhou family and the Yang family was more because of the rapid Weapon Refining not because of Alchemy.

But the next moment.

Luis words almost made Yang Linyuan's eyes pop out.

"My Hartmann family doesn't refine many pills a day now, only less than 10,000 first-grade low-grade pills of various types. However, my Hartmann family has been stockpiling pills since a year ago.

We have quite a bit of stock now, which should be enough to solve the urgent needs on the front line!"

Luis said.

Hearing this.

Zhou Minghao was overjoyed, while Yang Linyuan was stunned.

Even the cultivator named Zhang, who had been listening, looked at Luis in surprise.

"How many exactly?"

Zhou Minghao looked at Luis with anticipation.

"I haven't counted the exact number, but it should be no less than one million!"

Hearing this.

Even with Zhou Minghao's shrewdness, his heart couldn't help but beat violently.

One million pills!

Even if it was one million low-level pills, it would take at least hundreds of alchemists a year to refine them without a break.

Even the Zhou family could not produce such a huge number of pills in a short time.

It's not that the Zhou family doesn't have hundreds of alchemists, but all of their elixirs have long been supplied to the front-line defense areas.

The Zhou family sent almost as many pills as they refined to the front line.

Logically speaking, as such a large family, the Zhou family should have a stock of elixirs.

But elixirs are not like magic weapons. After they are refined, even if they are sealed in jade bottles, they can only be preserved for less than a few years before their efficacy will slowly dissipate.

So generally speaking.

The pills used by monks are all freshly refined, so as to ensure maximum efficacy.