Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

"Ding! Consuming 1,110 promotion cards, the three-star demon army was promoted to the four-star demon army!"

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Looking at the entire transformation of the demon army, even the wings on Satan's back have become darker and more determined...

Originally, Fang Fan had more than 1,200 promotion cards, but after consuming 1,110 cards, there were still 130 cards left.

Fang Fan couldn't help but glance at the Gothic Machine Gunners and the Yellow Turban Leaders.

"The two-star Yellow Turban Leader Legion needs one hundred promotion cards to be promoted to three-star!"

"The two-star Gothic Machine Gunner Corps needs one hundred and twenty promotion cards to be promoted to three-star!"

Fang Fan couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

Which of these two legions will be promoted first?

The Yellow Turban Leader Legion has followed him the longest, but because the Yellow Turban Leader Legion is mainly a melee unit, most of the time they will be left behind in the card shop.

The Gothic Machine Gunners, because of their ability to continue long-range strafing operations, showed particularly brilliant results when fighting against large-scale zombies.

"Promote the Gothic Machine Gunners first..."

"It's better to increase sustainable combat power first..."

Fang Fan made a decision, summoned the Gothic machine gunners and made a comprehensive improvement.

"Ding! Consuming one hundred and twenty promotions, the two-star Gothic Machine Gunners Corps was promoted to the Three-Star Gothic Machine Gunners Corps!"

"Hans kneels to thank the Lord!"

Hans, the commander of the gothic machine gunner, immediately knelt down and was very moved.

For a legion like them... it's too hard to have a chance to improve!

The further back you go, the more difficult it is to advance!

"The Yellow Turban Leader Legion is staying at the card shop!"

"The Gothic Machine Gunners, Demons, and Unicorns are all going to Jiangcheng to sweep away zombies! Obtain strategic resources such as magic crystals and cards!"

"In addition, Ada, you dispatched 8,000 zombie corps to go to the surrounding small towns to carry out raids. On the one hand, kill the zombies to obtain strategic resources, and on the other hand... find more granaries..."

Fang Fan frowned, this is a very serious problem.

Before the end of the world, Jiangcheng had a developed economy, but basically there was no farmland, and all rely on foreign trade.

After the end of the world, the problem of food shortage appeared.

There were originally many supermarket grain stores in Jiangcheng... but most of the ou were destroyed by zombies.

The number of food cards obtained is limited.

Of course, Fang Fan can also use the magic crystal to draw a batch of food cards... But thinking about it, it's still a drop in the bucket.

If there are only a few small legions such as the Demon Legion under his hand, the number of people is not large, and these problems will not be serious.

But now he is the lord of the entire Jiangcheng...

He needs to be responsible for the entire Jiangcheng.

The chaos in Jiangcheng was partly because of zombies, and partly because of food shortages!

On the streets, there are food grabbing incidents everywhere!

For a bag of instant noodles, even some pretty women had to choose the most humble way of living.

And... the zombie army... also needs food supplies.

"Lord City Lord, the zombies of our zombie army have been washed. Unlike those zombies who are confused, they can eat human or zombie corpses for food..."

"But once we choose to continue to eat the corpses of these humans or zombies, we will be re-contaminated and become one of the most common chaotic zombies, which means... we will break away from the zombie army map!"

"You can feed us with grain or magic crystals!"

"According to our energy needs... We almost need to eat 10,000 catties of food or a thousand magic crystals every day to barely maintain our combat effectiveness!"

Ah Da said honestly, Fang Fan burst into a wry smile...