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Chapter 21: Chopping Trees
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The shelter's defence level was dropping.
The game notifications kept ringing in the ears of Prisoner Snake and the other players like a death knell.
Prisoner Snake had lost count of the number of times he had rushed out of the door with the others.
Each time, as soon as Prisoner Snake ran out, the zombies would automatically retreat into the darkness.
Before long, they would return and pound the shelter with their stone hammers again.
Prisoner Snake even tried to send a few players to guard the door.
At first, it worked.
But after a few times, the zombies changed their tactics.
They began to try to go around the back and attack the wooden wall from the back and side of the shelter.
Just a few players could not guard the entire shelter!
At night, if players stayed in the wilderness for a long time, they would enter a negative state called 'dark fear'.
This state would gradually reduce all the players' basic attributes!
The longer they waited, the more attributes they would lose!
According to the official statistics provided by the federal government, if players accumulated more than 300 minutes in one night, there was a high chance that they would be infected by the zombie virus!
This was the scariest part of the night!
They could not all stay outside the door.
If this went on, once the shelter was destroyed, everyone would die here tonight!
No one could escape!
Fear enveloped every player. They even began to feel despair.
Lin Ah-er said coldly, "Why don't we go out and fight them?"
"Fight your head! Are you going out to die? Stay here!"
The anger that Prisoner Snake had been trying to suppress finally exploded out of his control.
He gritted his teeth.
"A bunch of trash!"
Not only was he being played around, but these idiot underlings were completely useless and could not help at all!
"Repair the defence!!"
Amid the silence, a player suddenly shouted.
"Right! Repair the defence!"
The other players quickly reacted.
This proposal was like a ray of light in the night, lighting up the hearts of this group of players and giving them a glimmer of hope for survival!
The attack power of the zombie crowd was not high, so the defensive power of the shelter did not decrease quickly.
In addition, the zombies were attacking one after another, so they still had enough time to fix the shelter's defence!
They still had a lot of basic materials left. They only needed to withstand the zombies' attacks until the next day.
Then, they could rush out and finish off the zombies!
"What are you waiting for? Move!"
Prisoner Snake was not an idiot. He immediately called his men to start repairing the shelter's defence.
"Those who don't want to die, hurry up!"
At this time, none of the players would even think about logging off to rest.
Under the threat of the zombies, the players were especially united.
Some were gathering firewood, some were rubbing wooden boards and some were taking turns to clear the circle of zombies to buy some time for themselves.
For an entire night, Prisoner Snake and his group of players were fighting against these zombies.
It was not until early in the morning when the sun slowly rose. Brother Snake was about to go out and fight the zombies to the end when he realized that the zombies had already run away without a trace.
After being tortured for the whole night, Brother Snake's eyes were bloodshot.
On one hand, it was because he was angry, and on the other hand, it was because he had been under great mental stress for the whole night.
"Brother Snake, let's…"
Wang Shao's face was full of fatigue and he sighed silently.
"Why don't we let our brothers go offline to rest first? Last night was too tiring."
Prisoner Snake's gaze swept across the haggard faces of his players.
Everyone had worked through the night, and both their mental and physical strength had hit rock bottom.
Even so, the shelter's defence had dropped to 62%.
This was even after everyone had worked through the night to repair it.
What made matters worse was that by the second half of the night, they no longer had the materials to make wooden planks. They could only dismantle everything in the shelter.
The entire shelter was now bare. The inner doors of the shelter had been demolished and even the ceiling on the second floor had been torn down.
Prisoner Snake closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Due to the limitations of the game, he would enter a negative state if he did not rest for a long time – 'fatigue'.
Like other players, Prisoner Snake only had one thought at the moment.
Get a good night's sleep.
Such a team could not even protect themselves, let alone attack other players' shelters.
Also, the system shelter would be ineffective again tonight…
Their shelter had been hammered by the zombies on and off for the entire night. They lacked a large number of basic resources for maintenance.
Everyone was tired and the team urgently needed to rest…
The more he thought about it, the more Prisoner Snake felt a headache coming on.
"Let's take a break first. The shelter will lose its protection tonight and we still need to maintain it. We'll go after them in a few days."
As he said that, he suddenly trembled without rhyme or reason.
Those zombies wouldn't come looking for them again tonight, would they?
…
In the cabin.
Early in the morning, Liao Bufan went online as usual.
The skinny old man, Jimmy, was holding a glass full of hot water.
"Where's Fang Heng?"
"You're a little late. He just went offline five minutes ago."
"What?" Liao Bufan was stunned. "No way. He stayed online the whole of last night?"
Jimmy nodded and took a sip of the hot water.
"Does the boss want to go to heaven…"
Liao Bufan thought to himself that the boss was awesome.
He took a can of meat from the storage box, opened it and put it in his mouth.
"Did the boss say anything when he left?"
"Yes, he asked you and Liu Lin to stay in the cabin today and help transport the logs. He also asked you to make a few storage boxes that are easy to move. It will be more convenient when we start moving out."
"Ah? That's it?"
Liao Bufan was confused.
"It's good enough if you can finish the tasks." Jimmy looked at Liao Bufan, paused and added, "If you have the energy, reinforce the shelter again."
"No, what did you mean by transporting logs? Where did the logs come from?"
Jimmy pointed to the door with his chin.
"You'll know when you go out and take a look."
Liao Bufan was baffled. He blinked his eyes and pushed open the door of the cabin with confusion.
"F*ck…"
Looking at the scene outside, Liao Bufan couldn't help but swear.
In the forest outside the cabin, there were about twenty zombies wearing lumberyard uniforms and they were holding steel axes in their hands. They were surrounding the trees and swinging the axes to chop them down.
"Boom!"
A big tree fell to the ground under the zombie's chopping.
The zombie expressionlessly took a few steps forward, walked to another big tree and swung its axe tirelessly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
The forest was filled with the sound of axes chopping down trees.
Liao Bufan was stunned for a moment.
There was such an operation?
It seemed that vitality didn't apply to the zombies at all.
They swung their axes mechanically to cut down the trees. They didn't need to rest at all.
If you switched to a player, it would need at least half of his vitality points to chop down a tree.
According to the game's settings, half of the vitality points would take half an hour to recover under normal circumstances…
Liu Lin shouted at Liao Bufan, who was standing there in a daze. He was carrying a large backpack of logs back to the cabin.
"Liao Bufan! Don't be lazy! Come and help me pick up the logs!"
"Oh! I'm coming!"
Liao Bufan came back to his senses and couldn't help but lower his head to look at the ground.
The surrounding area around the cabin was covered by logs.
All logs….
Chapter 22: Intern
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Clang!"
The metal basin on the table fell to the ground.
The ear-piercing crash woke Fang Heng up from his sleep.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I accidentally woke you up. I didn't mean to."
The girl was about 20 years old. Her cheeks were round and she looked somewhat immature. She repeatedly lowered her head and apologized to Fang Heng.
"Oh, it's okay."
Fang Heng smiled kindly and got up from the lounge chair.
The fatigue experienced in the game would be reflected in reality.
After staying up all night, Fang Heng didn't even want to spend time going to the hotel next door to sleep after he went offline. He directly moved a lounge chair and placed it in the lounge of Team 3.
He fell asleep immediately.
He slept very comfortably this time.
Fang Heng stretched lazily and looked at the time.
It was already past one in the afternoon.
The girl was very apologetic for waking up Fang Heng. She introduced herself, "Hello, I'm a new intern, Pei Anan."
"My name is Fang Heng. What a coincidence, I'm also a new intern."
"I'm sorry, can you help me change the water? Thank you."
Pei Anan looked petite, so it was a little difficult for her to lift the bucket of water.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Fang Heng said as he walked over to help carry the bucket of water.
Hmm?
Fang Heng frowned when he lifted the bucket of water.
What brand was this bucket of water from? Why was it so light?
Could it be a low-quality product?
Fang Heng easily lifted the bucket of water and placed it on the water dispenser. Then, he carefully looked at the brand name of the bucket of water.
This was strange.
It was just an ordinary five-gallon bucket of water.
Could it be that this body had been training all along?
This did not make sense, wasn't he a gaming nerd?
"Thank you."
"It's okay."
Fang Heng waved his hand and stopped thinking about this.
"Where are the others? Why did they let a girl like you carry water? Are they bullying you?"
"No, no. I saw that everyone was busy, so I didn't want to disturb them." Pei Anan stuck out her tongue. "In the end, I woke you up. I'm sorry."
"Hahaha, it's okay."
Fang Heng replied to her and ran to the company cafeteria to eat.
Hmm?
There seemed to be something wrong again!
Fang Heng thought about it carefully and suddenly felt that it was strange.
As he thought about it, he was in the game for the whole of yesterday.
In reality, he had not eaten anything for more than a day. He had only drunk a few glasses of water.
But now, he did not feel hungry.
That was weird.
What was the reason?
Who cares!
Fang Heng couldn't figure it out, so he just ignored it. After eating, he went to the game cabin to log in.
…
[Hint: During the time you were offline, your zombie team cut down 823 logs. You have learned a skill-felling.]
[You have gained skill-felling experience points 29,127. You have gained a skill-strength training experience points 22,317. You have gained a skill-physique training experience points 24,995.]
[Hint: Your skill-felling has been upgraded to level 6.]
[Hint: Your skill-strength training has been upgraded to level 6.]
[Hint: Your skill-physique training has been upgraded to level 6.]
[Hint: Your skill level, strength training and physique training can not exceed your current character level. Please upgrade your character level as soon as possible.]
After appearing in the cabin, Fang Heng immediately opened the game log to observe the 'hack' situation.
It was a good discovery!
It turned out that chopping down trees could also increase the skill experience points for strength training and physique training!
In addition, one log could produce 1 to 7 wooden planks.
The exact amount depended on luck and the level of the production skill.
Fang Heng made a slight calculation. With this, he had almost collected enough logs. It would not be a problem for him to use them to create a large level 1 primary shelter.
If he still needed more logs, he would go to the entrance of the prison to collect them.
It was not even two o'clock and there were still a few hours before sunset.
Fang Heng ordered the zombies to stop the felling and go to the prison.
The next step was to continue clearing the prison.
Speaking of which, the shelter would lose its system protection tonight.
Fang Heng judged that it was the early stage of the game, so it was not a big problem. At most, one or two zombies would scratch the door at night.
As long as they had an action plan beforehand, it would be easy to deal with the problem.
In the morning, Fang Heng had already asked Jimmy to clean up the wandering zombies around the camp.
He chose to cut down the trees near the cabin first, in fact, he also had the intention of opening up the nearby field of vision, so that the wandering zombies nearby would be easier to find.
The wandering zombies would also be easily attracted by the noise produced by the logging here and be disposed of as soon as possible.
That way, they would be safer at night.
While he was in thought, Liao Bufan pushed the door open.
He walked into the room with a backpack full of logs.
"Fang Heng, you're back!"
Seeing Fang Heng, Liao Bufan pointed at one corner of the room and started complaining.
"Big brother, look! Look! I'm begging you, please make your zombies stop working. I really can't do it anymore…"
Fang Heng turned around and looked in the direction Liao Bufan was pointing at.
Only then did he realize that one-third of the cabin had been filled with logs.
"Big brother, do you know that working for you is very tiring?"
Liao Bufan looked determined. He emphasized, "You have to pay me extra!"
"When the new shelter is completed, I'll give you a permanent free residency."
Good! The meal ticket was renewed!
Liao Bufan was delighted and immediately agreed.
"Okay, then it's a deal, boss!"
Riding his mountain bike, Fang Heng rushed back to the prison.
After more than ten hours, the zombies in the prison square were scattered again.
The number of zombies was much smaller than yesterday.
Fang Heng didn't see any mutated zombies among them.
With a wave of his hand, the zombies behind him raised their wooden spears and rushed into the sentry cabin.
The zombies climbed into the prison square through the windows of the sentry cabin and started killing.
[Hint: Your zombie clone has killed an ordinary zombie. You have gained 2 survival points.]
[Hint: Your zombie clone has killed an ordinary zombie. You have gained 1 survival point.]
[Hint: Your zombie clone… ]
The game log started flooding with hints again.
Seeing that the number of zombies in the prison square was greatly reduced, Fang Heng became bolder. He sneaked into the sentry cabin through the broken iron door.
After closing the door, Fang Heng quickly took out a wooden board and reinforced the sentry cabin.
[Hint: You have cleaned the sentry cabin and completed the reinforcement. You can try to transform the cabin into a shelter.]
Fang Heng poked his head out of the window and carefully observed the square.
He was now completely sure that there were no zombies in the prison square.
This was easy.
He could hack in peace.
Fang Heng took out a wooden board from his backpack and completely sealed the window and the door of the sentry cabin.
This way, even if the cabin was attacked, it could still last for an hour.
"Done."
Fang Heng muttered and made a simple bed and threw it on the ground.
Go offline! Get some sleep!
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Chapter 23: The Art of Felling
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng took a nap in the lounge and ate his dinner early. Then, he returned to the game.
[Hint: During the time you are offline, your zombies has completed purged the prison square. You have obtained evolution crystal fragment*41, recipe-espresso, precision parts*3, skill book-the art of felling*1, scrap*2…]
Skill book? Espresso coffee recipe?
They were all good stuff!
Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat. He immediately removed the reinforced wooden board on the window and jumped through the window into the prison square.
The zombies in the prison square had been cleaned up.
"Pa-ta!"
As soon as he landed, Fang Heng turned his head and looked at the building not far away.
"Eh?"
The lights in Building No. 3 were on.
According to the description in the game, more than a month had passed since the outbreak of zombies and there were still lights in this building?
Fang Heng was surprised.
"It might be the backup emergency power source in the prison system…"
Fang Heng muttered to himself.
The zombie clones staggered to Fang Heng and threw the materials they had collected on the ground.
Fang Heng opened one of the white skill books.
Skill book-the art of felling.
Description: After reading this skill, you can slightly increase the speed of cutting down trees. There is also a small chance of obtaining seeds, berries, honey and other materials after cutting down trees. This skill can be upgraded to level 30 (the skill level does not exceed the current player's level).
It was better than nothing.
It seems that in the future, relying on zombies to cut down trees can also obtain food items to fill the stomach.
Recipe-espresso.
Description: Learn how to make espresso.
Effects: After drinking espresso, you can obtain a continuous 12-hour state of excitement, which will increase the speed of energy recovery by 100%; after 12 hours, you will fall into a 'severe drowsiness' state.
Additional details: Continuous use of espresso can increase the duration of the state of excitement, but the player will also bear the additional 'severe drowsiness' state effect and time penalty.
Good stuff!
Espresso can alleviate drowsiness. Its effect is comparable to 'stimulant'. It has always been an emergency material in the game.
However, the coffee beans needed to make espresso are not easy to obtain.
The harvest was good!
Fang Heng tapped the skill book and recipe on his head.
[Hint: You have learned the skill-the art of felling.]
[Hint: You have learned the art of making espresso. Your cooking skill experience points 30.]
Next…
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and observed the situation in the prison again.
There was still more than half an hour before the sunset.
According to the original plan, Fang Heng should leave immediately and return to the shelter before sunset.
However, the light from Building No. 3 made him change his mind.
Under normal circumstances, due to the darkness of the night, the visual distance was short and the danger level was greatly increased.
However, the working building in front of him was well-lit.
In addition, Fang Heng had slept for a whole day and was now in high spirits.
He couldn't fall asleep even if he went back, so he might as well take this time to explore.
After making up his mind, Fang Heng controlled his zombie clone to open a path in front of Building No. 3.
The door couldn't be opened as it was locked from the inside.
According to the sign, Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 of the prison were the two main buildings where prisoners were kept while Building No. 3 was the office building of the prison staff.
Through the glass window, Fang Heng could see the zombies wandering in the building.
Fang Heng didn't Enter Building No. 3 immediately. Instead, he ran to the doors of Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 to observe.
The doors of Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 were locked from the outside with thick iron chains.
'It seems that the zombie virus broke out in Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 where the prisoners were held, so the guards locked Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 in advance.'
Fang Heng guessed.
The strange thing was that the two buildings were unusually quiet.
Fang Heng tried to get close to the door of Building No. 2 again and put his ear on the door.
There was no sound at all. The silence made Fang Heng feel a little weird.
It didn't make sense.
It wouldn't be so quiet if it were full of zombies.
Fang Heng frowned. He still felt that something was wrong, so he raised the small stone hammer and tried to knock on the iron chain.
"Bang!"
The iron chain that locked the door had total durability of 500,000 points, but it only dropped 7 points after being knocked by the small stone hammer.
It would take at least two or three days to break it open with the small stone hammer alone.
"It's quite hard…"
Fang Heng muttered to himself.
The lock was so tight that even if there were mutated zombies inside, they would not be able to come out for the time being.
He could ignore Building No. 1 and 2 for now and directly clean up Building No. 3.
He would first rely on Building No. 3 to build a player shelter. After some time, he would think of a way to slowly deal with the zombies in Building No. 1 and 2.
If everything went smoothly, he could complete the plan of moving to the prison tomorrow!
After all, there was a group of villains targeting the cabin right now, so Fang Heng couldn't feel at ease.
The sooner they move, the better!
Having made up his mind, Fang Heng sent a message to Liao Bufan through the survival radio to tell him that he wouldn't return to the shelter tonight. After that, he brought the zombie clones back to Building No. 3.
They started to smash the door!
The zombie clones raised their small stone hammers one after another.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
After a few minutes of continuous hammering, the door of Building No. 3 was destroyed.
"Wu…"
The zombies entrenched in the office of Building No. 3 smelled the scent of strangers and staggered towards the door.
The zombie clones blocked the door and raised their wooden spears to face the enemies.
The zombies that rushed out of the building fell one after another like wheat being harvested.
…
The sun gradually set.
[Hint: The sun has set. In the darkness, you will feel unspeakable fear.]
[Hint: At night, staying in the wild for a long time will make you feel uneasy, and you will enter a 'dark fear' state.]
[Hint: Please find a building to hide in as soon as possible.]
The last zombie that stumbled out of Building No. 3 fell in front of Fang Heng.
Hundreds of zombie bodies appeared in the prison square.
The interior of Building No. 3 became completely quiet.
Fang Heng let out a sigh of relief and stepped into Building No. 3.
[Hint: You have entered a dangerous building. You can't confirm whether this building is safe or not, but it can give you a little protection in the dark.]
[Hint: The protection of the building and the comfortable light make you feel less afraid.]
[Hint: You are no longer affected by the dark fear.]
Fang Heng looked around as he walked into Building No. 3.
The office building seemed to have experienced an apocalypse. Pools of blood could be seen everywhere and all kinds of documents were scattered on the ground.
Fang Heng took out a newly made wooden door from his backpack and installed it at the entrance. Then, he reinforced it with two layers of wooden planks.
"Done!" he thought to himself.
This way, he didn't have to worry about being ambushed by zombies from behind.
Then, Fang Heng ordered the zombies to search the entire building and attack all the zombies that could be seen.
First, he asked the zombie clones to clean the building to reduce risks.
Fang Heng had always been cautious.
After giving the order to hack, he sat down and made a bonfire.. Then, he started to heat the instant noodles.
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Chapter 24: Police Officer's Diary
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Bored out of his mind, Fang Heng turned on the survival radio. He was ready to watch the other players' encounters and find some fun.
Liao Bufan: "No way? It's only been a few days? You're already starting to stay out all night? It's not too much for me to call you Big Brother, right?"
Liao Bufan: "Big Brother, we're almost out of food. Remember to make more tomorrow, okay?"
Lu Yu said: "Brother, I was rude to you earlier on. Please believe us. We came here with sincerity. Even if you don't want to join our company, you can still work with us, right?"
"Why is it this kid again?"
Fang Heng rubbed his chin and replied intending to tease him.
"That's a good suggestion. But, what do you have that I can work with? I want to see your sincerity. Can you get the complete evolution crystal?"
The fastest way for Fang Heng to improve his strength was to level up.
With each level up, he could get more zombie clones.
But at this stage, ordinary players could hardly get the evolution crystal fragments, let alone the complete evolution crystal.
Fang Heng believed that levelling up was still a long way to go.
Lu Yu received a message from Fang Heng and he immediately replied excitedly.
"Big Brother, jokes aside. We're serious. How about this? If we work hard, we can probably get ten pieces of evolution crystal fragments as a sign of sincerity."
Fang Heng curled his lips and closed the private chat.
He thought, "Only ten pieces of evolution crystal fragments? Who are you looking down on? I could just get them for free!"
Fang Heng glanced at his backpack.
Damn it. After clearing the zombies in the prison, he now had more than 300 pieces of evolution crystal fragments.
He didn't know what to do with so many fragments.
…
In the shelter not far from the apocalypse merchant camp.
Looking at the survival radio that went quiet, Lu Yu fell into silence again.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, the God is not replying again."
Lu Yu sighed sadly and showed the radio chat message to Zhou Yi.
"We can't keep up with the God's footsteps. He has already started to mention the complete evolution crystal."
Zhou Yi shook his head dejectedly.
"Anyway, we will try and get familiarized with the God by exchanging conversations with him. In the meantime, let's focus on the Prison No. 507 mission first."
When he heard Prison No. 507, Lu Yu became serious.
There was a prison more than 20 kilometres away from their shelter.
Prison No. 507!
The mission Zhou Yi was referring to was something he had spent a lot of effort to purchase from a game intelligence organization.
The intelligence organization claimed that the hidden mission had been accidentally triggered by a player on Server 3.
At that time, the player's medium-sized gaming company had utilised all the manpower within the company and even hired several groups of mercenaries to participate.
Unfortunately, the mission failed.
Due to investing too much time and energy in the mission, the medium-sized gaming company eventually closed down due to the breakdown of its capital chain.
After a series of follow-up reviews by the intelligence organization, they determined that this mission was a rare hidden continuous mission.
The difficulty level was higher than SSS-level and the reward was also higher than that of SSS-level.
The intelligence organization provided the first three steps of the continuous mission.
Just by looking at the reward of these three steps, Zhou Yi did not even frown and immediately took out money to buy it.
"This mission is a continuous one, one step at a time. We don't need to complete it directly. We just need to get the items from the first phase of the mission and hold on to the mission tightly in our hands."
"Em, I went to the prison again this morning. It's strange. The number of zombies there has suddenly decreased by two-thirds."
"There's such a good thing?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise. "This is a great opportunity for us. Now, we have a greater chance to sneak into Building No. 3."
"Really…?"
Lu Yu smiled bitterly.
"Of course it's true! Why do you think we've been staying at the apocalypse merchant's place for the past few days?"
"I think we'll be able to exchange our survival points for an earth-made explosive tomorrow. As long as we make a hole in the outer layer of the prison, the number of zombies will decrease a lot in a few days…"
"Don't be too happy yet. Even so, Building No. 3 is very dangerous."
"Fortunately, we only need to find the police officer's diary. It's hiding in the cabinet on the second floor."
"It's hidden very far away. Ordinary players can't even enter the prison, let alone find it."
"This is the only way to trigger the mission! The seller said that we must get it! Otherwise, the mission won't be triggered!"
…
Inside the prison, Fang Heng was sitting in front of the bonfire.
[Hint: Your zombies have completed a round of collection. You have received plastic*2, waste paper*176, broken parts*1.]
[Hint: Your zombies have started a new round of collection.]
[Hint: Your zombies have completed a round of collection. You have received waste paper*201, soap*2.]
[Hint: Your zombie has started a new…]
The zombies that were sent out to search the place kept going back and forth, throwing the sundries that they had collected in their backpacks in front of Fang Heng.
The exploration of the building was slower than Fang Heng had imagined. After a few hours, he was so bored that he started reading "2021 Prison Cleaning Record Report".
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the cleaning lady was lazy on the 19th… she didn't even clean the toilet and the excuse was that the detergent was gone."
While Fang Heng was mumbling, another zombie returned and started to take things out of its backpack.
[Hint: Your zombie has completed a round of collection. You have obtained rags*3, contaminated documents*30, damaged police officer's diary*1…]
Eh?
"Police officer's diary!"
Fang Heng's eyes lit up.
"Diary is good! This is even better than the annual cleaning report!" he thought.
Fang Heng opened the bloody and torn notebook.
Because most of the notebook had been destroyed, Fang Heng could only see part of the contents.
[6.4]
Today was my first day on the job. Everyone looked very friendly. Team leader Turley told me not to be kind to the prisoners.
This would make them feel that you were weak and easy to bully.
[6.5]
The password of the safe in the gun room was left 6 right 2 left 11.
For the record, after three failures, the safe would automatically be locked. It would be very troublesome to open it again.
The team leader was very nice to me. After work, we played cards together. I lost a lot of money, but the team leader also bought me a drink.
[6.8]
Oh my god, was that "Giant Erita"? He's so tall and strong! He's about 2.34 meters tall, right?
The team leader was right. He was the most dangerous prisoner in the prison. He could bend an ordinary iron bar with his bare hands.
I have to keep an eye on him!
[7.7]
I noticed that there were a few unfamiliar faces in the prison.
The team leader told me that they were doctors from Dawn Hospital. Recently, there seemed to be some kind of infectious disease in the prison.
It was a terrible infectious disease. I had to be careful to avoid being infected.
[7.19]
Recently, many patients were being carried out one after another. I secretly took a few glances at them. The way they died was terrifying.
The team leader told me that they had all died from an infectious disease. He also warned me not to come into contact with the prisoners.
This infectious disease was very strange. The ones who died were mostly strong men while the skinny prisoners were fine.
Could it be that their immune systems were different and they were more vulnerable?
[8.1]
It was too scary. There was a sudden large-scale riot in the prison. We locked up Buildings No. 1 and 2, and let Building No. 3 become the last refuge.
I've never experienced such a thing!
I heard the team leader calling for help, saying that an infectious disease had broken out.
Outbreak?
Was this a riot?
The warden wanted to meet us in the basement. I got to go.. I hope it goes well.
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Chapter 25: The Basement
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The contents of the notebook ended there.
"It seems that a zombie virus did break out in the prison."
"But, isn't this hint too obvious? The password of the safe in the gun safe room is left 6, right 2, left 11…"
Fang Heng murmured in a low voice.
"It's obvious that you want me to find the safe?"
"Such an obvious hint… could it be a trap?"
Fang Heng flipped to the back.
On the last page of the diary, there was still a paragraph of text.
The handwriting was quite messy. It seemed to be written in a hurry.
"I'm sorry!"
"I'm sorry!"
"I was too scared! My body was out of control. At that time, I just wanted to escape…"
"Everything was my fault!"
"God! What stupid thing did I do!!"
"I locked them all in the basement!"
"I'm a coward! I'm a loser who killed my friends and my colleagues!"
…
"The team leader was right, this isn't a riot, it's an epidemic!"
"The outside of Building No. 3 has been surrounded by crazy infectious people, I can't get out…"
"The only way out is the basement, but it's already occupied by monsters."
"No matter who it is, if you see this note, please tell the others that there are monsters in the basement. I'll hide the key to the basement in the safe later."
"Don't open the basement door without permission!"
"Sorry, team leader, I'll be with you soon…"
The next second, a few lines of game notifications were refreshed in Fang Heng's mission log.
[Hint: You have completed the reading.]
[Hint: You have triggered a hidden mission-a police officer's diary.]
Mission name: A police officer's diary.
Mission description: Find the key to the basement entrance.
Mission difficulty: ???
Mission reward: Survival points.
Additional description: The faster you complete the quest, the more rewards you will receive.
After reading the note, Fang Heng fell silent.
So this prison guard locked his teammates and zombies in the basement to escape?
Tsk tsk tsk…..
Having a foolish teammate was terrifying.
Fang Heng could not help but sigh under his breath.
Hidden missions would also be triggered in the game. Generally speaking, the rewards of hidden missions were relatively high.
Fang Heng opened the game log to take a look, trying to assess the risk of this mission.
The zombies had finished cleaning the first and second floors of the prison's work area and were on the way to cleaning up the third floor.
The second floor was not very dangerous.
The assessment was completed.
Fang Heng made a simple judgment.
The benefits far exceeded the risks.
He accepted this mission!
Since he had decided to accept the mission, Fang Heng targetted the highest reward and wanted to complete it as soon as possible.
Fang Heng put out the bonfire, stood up and looked up at the wall.
On the wall of the entrance hall was a map of the overall layout of the prison.
"The diary said that the safe is in the gun safe room…"
Fang Heng tried to find the location of the gun safe room on the map.
He found it. It was the last room on the second floor.
Fang Heng took out a mace from his backpack and summoned five zombie clones to follow him. They entered the second floor through the stairs at the front of the hall.
The zombie clones that were sent out to hack could investigate, collect materials and kill the enemies at the same time.
Unfortunately, they didn't have enough intelligence. When they encountered some doors that couldn't be opened, they wouldn't force their way in. Instead, they would take a detour.
These locked rooms might contain zombies and materials.
Fang Heng had planned to leave the "blind box" for Liao Bufan to open tomorrow.
In front of the gun safe room.
Fang Heng tried to twist the handle of the door.
As expected, the gun safe room was locked.
Fang Heng tried to stick his ear to the wooden door to listen.
There were many zombies inside.
Fang Heng waved his hand, signalling the zombie clones behind him to smash the door.
In just three minutes, the door was knocked down.
A few zombies staggered toward Fang Heng.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
The zombie clones blocking the door were prepared. They kept pushing the zombies back with their long guns, leaving a few holes on their bodies.
The cycle repeated dozens of times and the remaining zombies in the room were cleaned up.
Fang Heng walked into the gun safe room to check.
The gun safe room was as messy as the outside world as if it had been ransacked.
The guns on the shelves had also been emptied, leaving only a few scattered bullets.
Bullets were also good stuff and they were all rare materials.
Fang Heng put them into the player's backpack one by one.
[Hint: You have obtained an ordinary handgun bullet*237.]
The old-fashioned green safe described in the diary was placed in the right corner of the gun safe room. It could be seen at a glance.
"Left 6, right 2, left 11…"
Fang Heng walked forward and carefully twisted the numbers on the turntable.
"Click."
With a light crisp sound, the safe was opened.
Fang Heng opened the safe.
A pistol and a bunch of keys lay quietly in the safe.
"There is a gun!"
Fang Heng's eyes lit up and he picked up the pistol.
Item: Pistol-colt M4000.
Description: A modified Colt M4000 pistol. It could be loaded with 12 bullets and slightly increase the critical strike rate.
Good stuff!
Guns were extremely good items in the apocalypse. They were extremely valuable to players, especially in the early stages of danger. They posed the greatest threat to players!
Fang Heng was sure that someone would be willing to pay a high price for it.
There was also this set of keys.
Fang Heng picked up the key chain and weighed it in his hand.
He reckoned that all the keys to the entire work area of Building No. 3 were here.
Well, he could stop banging on the doors tomorrow.
Fang Heng put away the keys and the game prompt appeared again.
[Hint: You have found the key to the basement entrance.]
[Hint: You have completed the mission-police officer's diary. Obtained 15 survival points.]
[Hint: You can choose the following options]
[Option 1: Try to explore the basement.]
[Option 2: Sell the key to any apocalypse merchant for 100 survival points.]
"This mission is weird."
Fang Heng examined the mission notification.
"Although the mission gave me options, it didn't let me make a choice right now."
After thinking for a while, Fang Heng decided to go to the basement first.
He planned to build the prison as a shelter.
If a group of zombies were gathered in the basement, how could they sleep well at night?
Fang Heng brought the zombie clones back to the first floor.
The entrance of the basement was on the right side of the warehouse, which was relatively hidden.
There was even a three-layer iron gate outside.
"No way! The protection measures are so good?"
Fang Heng mumbled and searched through the keys one by one
He slowly marked each key until he opened the last door.
Behind the door was a long corridor.
The lights were abnormally dim and pools of dried blood could be seen in the corridor.
Two zombies were scouting ahead, while Fang Heng was slowly walking behind them.
After walking for about ten steps, Fang Heng suddenly heard a small noise.
What was that noise!
Fang Heng stopped walking.
"Crack… crack…"
Listening carefully, it sounded like something was rubbing against the wall.
The noise was getting closer and closer.
Fang Heng's pupils constricted slightly.
"We're in big trouble!"
Fang Heng realized the seriousness of the situation. He cursed loudly and turned around to run.
Mutated zombie-spider!
A zombie with high-speed crawling ability! Its movement speed was extremely fast, and it could climb all kinds of terrain! It was best at breaking through the shelters built by players.
They could climb into your shelter from all kinds of gaps, and forcefully pull you back into the game from the real world!
Because it had been climbing on the wall, its hands and feet were particularly slender after the mutation, so it was also known by the players as the spider zombie!
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Chapter 26: Large Skewers of Grilled Meat
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng had just turned his head when four or five spider zombies quickly crawled out from behind the corner at the end of the corridor.
"Crack! Crack!"
The spider zombies were leaning against the wall and started to chase after Fang Heng along the sidewall at a great speed.
Fang Heng immediately left the two zombie clones behind and ran away without looking back.
After escaping from the basement, he slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
[Hint: Your zombie clone is being attacked.]
[Hint: Your zombie clone is being attacked.]
…
[Hint: Your zombie clone is being attacked.]
[Hint: Your zombie clone is dead.]
Now, Fang Heng finally knew.
Why was that rookie prison guard in the diary so scared that he even left his teammates inside.
Previously, he was still mocking him to be a foolish teammate, but now Fang Heng admired the kid's alertness.
It turned out that the basement was full of mutated zombies!
After locking the outer three-layer iron door, Fang Heng leaned against the wall and panted heavily.
What was the point of him accumulating so many survival materials?
If he was accidentally scratched by a spider zombie and got infected with the virus, he would still die!
It was not worth it.
Fortunately, he ran fast.
Fang Heng was secretly rejoicing.
"The difficulty of this mission is really…"
"Eh?"
While he was talking to himself and rejoicing that he was lucky to be alive, Fang Heng suddenly turned his head and looked at the locked basement door.
"There seem to be a lot of mutated zombies in there?"
"If I can kill them…"
"Doesn't that mean that I can get a lot of complete evolution crystals?"
"Then I would be able to level up quickly?"
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, his brain working quickly.
But how should he kill them?
The spider zombies were extremely agile. It would be very difficult for the zombie clones to hurt them.
If they attacked from afar, the zombie clones would be too slow to load their crossbows.
Hmm… it seemed…
He had an idea. He could go to the apocalypse merchant and see if he had any weapons that could deal with the spider zombies.
…
The next morning.
Liao Bufan went online as usual.
He opened his eyes when he entered the game and saw two zombies moving logs out of the cabin.
"Hey! What's the situation with these zombies?"
Liao Bufan was confused.
He had spent a lot of effort to move these logs in yesterday.
Why did the zombies move them out again today?
"Big Brother, are you kidding me?"
Liao Bufan was about to ask Liu Lin about the situation when the game notification rang.
[Hint: Your survival radio has received an urgent message.]
Fang Heng: "Come to the prison, bring the materials, we're moving house."
Liao Bufan was stunned. For a moment, countless questions flashed through his mind.
"Move!?"
"Why move?"
"Move to the prison?"
"What about the zombies there?"
"What about the cabin here?"
"Where is Fang Heng?"
"Is he also in the prison?"
Liao Bufan immediately replied.
Liao Bufan: "???"
Fang Heng: "Right now. Remember not to destroy the building after you come to the prison. Come in through the window of the sentry cabin. I'm in Building No. 3, Hurry!"
Liao Bufan rubbed the back of his head, his face revealing a confused expression.
Inside Building No. 3?!
No way! Could it be that this kid really cleaned up the entire prison by himself?
He must be joking!
This was too exaggerated! How could he deal with thousands of zombies?!
Liao Bufan didn't believe it.
Was the big boss bragging?
Half an hour later, Liao Bufan arrived at the small slope outside the prison.
His mouth was wide open in an 'O' shape.
It was impossible!
Why was it gone?
Where were the zombies?
Liao Bufan rubbed his eyes. For a second, he even suspected that he was seeing things.
A few days ago, the prison square was still filled with zombies.
Where did they go?
Were they really wiped out?!
How did he do it?!
It was impossible!
"Can someone tell me what's going on?!"
Liao Bufan scratched his hair in frustration. He felt like his world had been turned upside down.
He needed to ask Fang Heng!
Liao Bufan found the sentry cabin that Fang Heng described and carefully went in.
Building No. 3.
That's it, right?
Walking to the prison square, Liao Bufan smelled something before he could even enter the door.
He sniffed.
It smelled so good!
Was it meat?
Liao Bufan was suspicious. He slowly walked to building No. 3 and pushed open the wooden door.
"Creak…"
As the wooden door opened, Liao Bufan immediately saw Fang Heng fiddling with the barbecue grill in front of the bonfire.
Having a barbecue in the morning?
Was this something a human would do?
Liao Bufan looked at Fang Heng with eager eyes and was about to scold him.
Fang Heng happened to notice Liao Bufan. He turned to the side and pointed at the skewers on the grill. He spoke first.
"Come, try one to see if it's cooked."
"Aiya! You're so polite. Big Brother is mighty!"
Liao Bufan walked up quickly and picked up a skewer to bite.
The aroma of the grilled meat permeated the air.
Fragrant!
Liao Bufan felt that he had never eaten such delicious barbecued meat before.
He felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
Fang Heng also picked up a skewer and took a bite.
The taste was indeed good.
Last night, after exploring the basement, Fang Heng also went offline to rest for a while.
He and Liao Bufan went online around the same time. He was still counting the materials.
[Hint: Your zombie has completed the search of the building. You have obtained the recipe-super large skewer, skill book-gun mastery. You have obtained pistol bullet*39, broken wood*27, bottled water*72, raw meat*21, shredded cloth*192…]
The harvest was not bad.
Fang Heng had directly learned the recipe for the super large skewer. Coincidentally, he had also found raw meat. In addition, he had found a barbecue grill two days ago…
It was the will of the heavens.
Therefore, Fang Heng casually started making the skewer.
While eating the skewer, Fang Heng continued to check the rewards from last night.
Skill book: Gun mastery.
Description: After learning gun mastery, the user will gain an additional 10% damage when using a gun, shorten the loading time by 10% and increase the accuracy by 10%. The maximum level of this skill: Level 20 (skill level does not exceed the current player's level).
In the later stages of the game, guns were gradually becoming more and more popular. At that time, the value of this skill book would be at least five million.
Fang Heng contemplated for a moment and tapped the skill book on his head.
[Hint: You have learned the skill-gun mastery.]
"Boss!"
Liao Bufan ate the meat skewer and was in a great mood. He forgot about the unhappy incident just now and went up to greet the boss with a smile.
"Boss, how did you get rid of those zombies outside?"
"Um, it's a secret."
"Um…"
This answer made Liao Bufan a little disappointed.
Liao Bufan rolled his eyes, then continued to ask, "So, boss, what do you want me to do today?"
"Repair the prison first. Take your time with the rest."
Fang Heng briefly explained his plan to Liao Bufan.
Their goal was to build a shelter based on the prison.
Therefore, while collecting a large number of materials, they also needed to re-maintain the entire prison.
But before that, they had to ensure the safety of Building No. 3.
They would be staying in Building No. 3 for the next few days.
They needed to thoroughly search all corners of Building No. 3 and the unopened gates.
They needed to make sure that no zombies were left in Building No. 3 except for the basement.
Fang Heng then explained to Liao Bufan about what he found in the prison last night.
"There are spider zombies in the basement?"
Liao Bufan picked up another skewer of meat and looked at Fang Heng with an even weirder expression.
Compared to that, he was more amazed that Fang Heng was able to escape from the basement.
That kid was really terrifying!
"I'm leaving now. Later on, contact Liu Lin and Uncle Jimmy, and ask them to work with you."
Fang Heng patted Liao Bufan's shoulder.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find a way to deal with the spider zombies in the underground passage."
Liao Bufan was about to put the meat skewer into his mouth when he paused.
"Did I hear it right?"
"Is he really going to deal with those mutated zombies in the basement?"
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Chapter 27: Mission-collect Wooden Planks
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng was very greedy.
He wanted to build the shelter and also levelled up his character.
The mutated zombies in the basement were good stuff. If they were killed, they could get a lot of complete evolution crystals.
This was the golden opportunity to level up!
Fang Heng rode his mountain bike to the apocalypse merchant camp.
Yesterday, he cleared the prison square and Building No. 3. So far, he had accumulated 13,782 survival points.
"Hi, Fang Heng, we meet again."
Apocalypse merchant Vettel waved at Fang Heng enthusiastically.
"You're just in time. I have a new batch of goods here. How? Are you interested?"
"Really? What a coincidence!"
It was good that they were friendly with each other.
Fang Heng opened the merchant's hidden exchange page to check.
Oh?
Stun baton.
It was a powerful close-range weapon that could paralyze zombies.
It was a practical weapon, but unfortunately, it didn't work on mutated zombies.
Shotgun!?
This was good too!
Unfortunately, it was too expensive and the loading speed of the shotgun was too slow. It was barely enough to deal with one spider zombie.
There were too many spider zombies in the basement.
It was too dangerous.
Fang Heng checked the exchange column, but couldn't find a suitable weapon. He was a little disappointed.
"Do you have a powerful weapon?"
Fang Heng tried to explain.
"I want to deal with the spider zombie."
"Spider zombie… that thing is quite difficult to deal with. Let me think about it."
The apocalypse merchant pointed at his head with his index finger and thought for a while.
"I have a kind of compound adhesive landmine. It is quite effective, but it's hard to get. It's also very expensive. One of them costs about 3,000 survival points."
"No." Fang Heng shook his head. "I need an offensive landmine, not just for defence."
"I see. Then I think you'll be able to use this thing."
Apocalypse merchant Vettel took out a book from under the counter and opened it to one of the pages.
He pointed at one of the pictures.
"Focused flamethrower M-021. It can instantly shoot out focused, high-intensity flames. Zombies are most afraid of this."
"This is good stuff!"
Fang Heng's eyes lit up.
He had an impression of this weapon.
In his memory, he had seen a video before. The players in the video used this kind of focused flamethrower to ignite the zombies one by one.
The high temperature was so high that even the mutated zombies couldn't withstand it.
The spider zombie didn't have a high HP.
"Its only weakness is that it can't be used for a long time. Otherwise, it will be damaged due to overheating."
Seeing that Fang Heng was interested in the flamethrower, Vettel continued.
"I don't have any stock here. If you order it, you have to pay 10,000 survival points first. I'll restock it in three days."
The merchant lowered his head and calculated for a moment. Very quickly, he gave a sky-high price.
"In addition, you still need fuel. Adding three bottles of fuel, you need a total of 2,620,000 points. What do you think of this deal?"
"Very good. Unfortunately, I can't afford it now."
Fang Heng spread his hands out in resignation.
"What mission do you have for me? I want to earn some survival points."
"I see. Then you can take a look at the missions here and see if there are any that are suitable for you."
Fang Heng opened the mission panel again.
Last time, because of the SSS-level mission, Fang Heng didn't have time to look at it carefully. He hurriedly accepted the mission and left.
Today, Fang Heng patiently looked at the mission panel.
Generally speaking, the missions provided in the mission panel were divided into several categories.
Clearing zombies, searching for items or people, collecting materials and exploring the regional environment.
Eh!?
Collecting materials!
There was such a mission?
Fang Heng's eyes lit up. He selected the keywords in the mission panel.
"Collect."
Mission name: Collect iron ore (repeatable).
Mission requirement: Collect 300 units of iron ore.
Mission reward: 600 survival points.
Mission name: Collect coal ore (repeatable).
Mission requirement: Collect 300 units of coal ore.
Mission reward: 600 survival points.
Mission name: Collect wooden planks (repeatable).
Mission requirement: Collect 300 units of wooden planks.
Mission reward: 600 survival points.
Eh! Wooden planks?!
Fang Heng saw something extremely exciting.
It was collecting wooden planks?!
There was no lack of wood in the forest environment!
His zombie toolmen were completely capable of making wooden planks 24 hours a day.
When the time came, he would sell the finished wooden planks to the merchants!
"I'm rich, I'm rich!" he thought excitedly.
"My heart is beating so fast. Could it be that I discovered a bug in the King of Gods' system?"
For a moment, Fang Heng even had the impulse to empty the apocalypse merchant shop!
"I want to buy a modified motorcycle."
"Okay, a total of 5,350 survival points. Do you need to buy some fuel?"
"No, thank you."
The modified motorcycle was in his hands!
Fang Heng rode the mountain bike and returned to the prison.
…
Liao Bufan and Liu Lin walked around Building No. 3 in the morning and carefully checked it to see if there was a dangerous breach.
The external wall of Building No. 3 was abnormally strong, without any signs of damage.
The two back doors of the building had been locked and sealed from the inside.
The only entrance and exit was the wooden door that Fang Heng placed last night.
Liao Bufan reinforced it three more times after the inspection to ensure that it had sufficient durability.
Overall, the defence of Building No. 3 was several times higher than the small cabin that they stayed in last night.
At that moment, Liao Bufan and Liu Lin were working together on the first floor to open the "blind box" to clear the zombies.
"Big Brother is powerful. He cleared the entire prison. I don't understand. How did he do it?"
Until now, Liao Bufan's mind was still full of question marks.
He couldn't understand how Fang Heng managed to clear the entire prison.
"I know."
"Huh? Why? How did he do it?"
"Hmph, but I won't tell you."
Liu Lin was in a good mood as she was about to move into a higher-security shelter. She deliberately tried to scare Liao Bufan.
"The more you know, the faster you'll die. Don't ask too much about Fang Heng's secrets, or you'll be silenced."
"Hiss…"
Liao Bufan gasped.
"The boss is that scary?"
"Yeah, of course. He's very scary. Otherwise, have you ever seen anyone who could kill so many zombies in just two days?"
"No, I mean, that one."
Liao Bufan pointed at the window beside him and signalled outside.
"What do you think those zombies are doing?"
"Zombies? Weren't they moving materials back and forth between the cabin and the prison?" Liu Lin thought.
She curiously went to the window and observed the situation outside.
On the prison square outside, nearly twenty zombies were divided into three groups.
One group was using wood to make wooden planks, while the other group was using wood to make wooden frames.
The last group of zombies disassembled the wooden frames into pieces of wood again.
The process went on and on, forming a cycle.
"Was the boss playing some games?"
Liao Bufan couldn't understand it at all. With a confused look on his face, he could only ask Liu Lin.
"What do you think the boss is doing?"
Liu Lin was confused as well.
"What were the zombies disassembling the frame and putting it back together?"
"What a waste of production capacity!"
Both of them turned their eyes to Fang Heng, who was sitting on the square with a silly smile on his face.
Liao Bufan scratched his head.
"Did Big Brother suddenly become dumb?"
Liu Lin glared at Liao Bufan.
"You really can't say anything nice, right? What good does it do for you if Fang Heng becomes dumb?"
Liao Bufan obediently shut his mouth.
It made sense. He was still counting on Fang Heng's long-term meal ticket!
Liu Lin looked at Fang Heng outside the window. She nodded and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
Could it be that he…
Could it be…
That he was trying to gain experience?!
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Chapter 28: Transporting Goods
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng sat in the prison square.
The game log started to refresh with countless notifications.
[Hint: Your zombie has completed the wooden plank*3. Basic production experience points gained 1.]
[Hint: Your zombie has completed the wooden frame. Basic production experience points gained 3.]
[Hint: Your zombie has dismantled the wooden frame. You have obtained the wooden plank*8.]
[Hint: Your zombie has completed the wooden frame. Basic production experience points gained 3.]
…
[Hint: Your basic production skill level has been upgraded to Level 3.]
There were two ways to make wooden planks.
The first way was to synthesize wood from basic materials.
This method was relatively inefficient.
10 pieces of firewood could only be mixed to make one wooden plank.
Another method was to use logs.
1 piece of log could make 3 to 10 pieces of wood planks.
But the prerequisite for using logs was that the player's basic production level reached Level 5.
Fang Heng's current basic production level was only at Level 1.
It wasn't just Fang Heng. Most players' basic production level was at Level 1.
After all, in the early stages, players were limited by their energy points.
Except for those players who had related talents and skills, it was very difficult to raise their basic production levels.
Fang Heng was different.
His zombie clone didn't have energy points at all.
It could go without sleep or rest for 24 hours.
It was the perfect toolman!
After Fang Heng's experiment, he simply divided the zombies into three batches.
One batch mixed the firewood to make a wooden plank and the other batch used the wooden plank to make a wooden frame.
The last batch dismantled the wooden frame into firewood.
The entire process formed a perfect cycle, without any material loss.
The result was that Fang Heng's basic production experience points were soaring.
A perfect hack!
Fang Heng was quite satisfied with his production line and even lay on the ground to take a nap.
After about an hour and a half, a notification popped up in Fang Heng's game log.
[Hint: Your skill-basic production level has been upgraded to Level 6.]
[Hint: Your basic production's current level can not exceed the current character's level. Please upgrade your character's level as soon as possible.]
Normal players took five to six days to upgrade their basic production skill level by one level.
Fang Heng, on the other hand, only needed one and a half hours to level up his basic production skill level to Level 6.
Opening the basic construction panel, Fang Heng noticed that there were a few new modules in the panel, including the making of wooden planks.
Due to the lack of saw boards, it would take extra time to use the skills to make wooden planks empty-handed.
However, Fang Heng didn't care.
After all, he had more than twenty zombies with him.
Fang Heng directly gave the order to his zombie clones to make wooden planks.
[Hint: You've finished making wooden planks.]
[Hint: You've finished making wooden planks.]
[Hint: You've finished making wooden planks.]
…
[Hint: You've finished making wooden planks.]
Thirty minutes later, the loading truck behind the modified motorcycle was filled with wooden planks.
"Let's go! Off to deliver the goods!"
Fang Heng filled the newly bought modified motorcycle with gasoline and sped to the apocalypse merchant camp.
…
At the apocalypse merchant camp.
Vettel saw Fang Heng driving the fully loaded modified motorcycle back to the camp, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
"Fang Heng, I think I saw you carrying a batch of goods over. Let me guess, were they prepared for me?"
"Of course, Vettel. I've always been reliable, right?"
"Hahaha! Of course, my friend, you've helped me a lot!"
[Hint: Your friendship with Vettel has increased!]
Fang Heng parked the modified motorcycle in the camp. Immediately, NPCs came over to help unload the goods.
The NPCs moved the materials down and piled them up in the camp.
[Hint: You have submitted 300 wooden planks to a merchant. You have received 600 survival points.]
[Hint: You have completed the mission.]
[Hint: Your friendship with the apocalypse merchant Vettel has become stronger.]
[Hint: You have submitted 300 wooden planks to a merchant. You have received 600 survival points.]
[Hint: You have completed the mission.] …
A series of mission notifications appeared.
Fang Heng made a rough calculation in his mind.
He could complete three missions from the prison and receive 1,800 survival points.
If he had to go back and forth 20 times, not only would he have enough flamethrowers, he could even exchange for the furnace that he had been longing for.
It was wonderful!
Fang Heng's mind was inflamed with passion.
He had only slept for less than four hours last night, but now he was in exceptionally good spirits.
He wished that the carrying capacity of his modified motorcycle could be increased by another ten times and that he could directly empty the apocalypse merchant camp!
…
The day was about to pass.
In another hour or so, the night was about to arrive.
To increase efficiency, Fang Heng was reduced to a porter for the entire day.
He drove his modified motorcycle back and forth between the prison and the apocalypse merchant camp more than ten times.
When the last cart of goods was unloaded, Fang Heng found that he didn't have enough raw wood to make wooden planks.
He had no choice but to call it a day.
Fang Heng planned to let the zombies hack the trees for the whole night.
In this way, he could have a large batch of wood to sell the next morning.
Due to Fang Heng delivering too much wood each time, the merchant's camp was currently filled with wood. They did not even have time to separate the piles.
Fang Heng counted the survival points he earned today.
It was a total of 19,000 points!
It was a great harvest!
"Vettel, I need to order the focused flamethrower M-021 and fuel from you."
Fang Heng thought for a moment and added, "Prepare a few more sets of fuel for me. Twenty sets should be enough."
"Of course!"
Vettel was in a great mood. He immediately agreed and even winked at Fang Heng.
"I'll call my old friend later. The goods you ordered will arrive tomorrow afternoon. This is a special treat."
Fang Heng knew in his heart that this was the effect of having a high enough favorability rating.
If it was a normal favorability rating, Vettel wouldn't even bother to make an appointment to buy the goods, let alone let the goods arrive ahead of schedule.
"Haha, Vettel, you're a good friend!"
"Of course. Everyone knows that I, Vettel, am famous for being loyal!"
"Also, I need to purchase two more furnaces."
"Okay, this is the furnace. Keep it well."
[Hint: You have spent 4,500 survival points to purchase the furnace*2.]
[Hint: You have spent 10,000 survival points to order the focused flamethrower M-021*1 and fuel*20 from the apocalypse merchant Vettel.]
[Hint: Please pay the balance within 3 days after the goods arrive. Otherwise, your prepayment will be forcibly deducted and your friendship with apocalypse merchant Vettel will be greatly affected.]
"Vettel, see you tomorrow! I will bring more wooden planks when the time comes. Prepare your wallet."
"Hahaha! Fang Heng! You are an interesting survivor!"
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Chapter 29: Furnace
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
To save fuel, Fang Heng slowly returned to the prison on his bicycle.
Coincidentally, when he left, he saw two players walking towards the camp from afar.
Zhou Yi and Lu Yu also saw Fang Heng at the same time.
Before Lu Yu could speak, Fang Heng had already turned away from another fork in the road.
The two of them looked at each other.
"That person just now seemed to be Fang Heng? The God?"
"It should be him."
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Unfortunately, I've checked online. The God's character doesn't seem to be very good. I'm afraid that it would be troublesome to recruit him into the company. Otherwise, even if I had to spend a few million, I would still take him in…"
"What are you thinking about? A few million people might not be willing to come to your company."
"What's wrong? Is my company unpopular? Your bonus for next month is gone."
"The company has a bonus? How come I never got one?"
Zhou Yi and Lu Yu exchanged words, bickering to relieve the stress.
The two of them had worked hard for the whole day. They worked hard to complete a reconnaissance mission.
In the process, Zhou Yi was attacked by a zombie.
If it weren't for Lu Yu's quick wits, Zhou Yi would have lost his life.
Zhou Yi rubbed his face and said, "After completing this mission, we can buy earth-made bombs. It's a little late today. Tomorrow, we'll bomb the prison."
"After blowing up the barbed wire on the outside, it will take two or three days for the zombies inside to disperse. During this time, we'll collect more materials and reinforce the shelter."
Lu Yu nodded and became serious.
"By the way, how's the recruitment going?"
"We've interviewed a few professional players. They're all Level 5. We've signed a contract with them."
Zhou Yi was desperate to make a name for himself on this server and he didn't hesitate to invest a lot of money.
"However, after the new server is launched, they'll have to wait another week before they can come in. It won't be that fast."
The two of them chatted as they walked into the apocalypse merchant camp.
What… was going on?
Zhou Yi and Lu Yu stopped talking at the same time when they just stepped into the apocalypse merchant camp.
They stopped and looked at each other.
Inside the camp, there were messy piles of wooden planks to the left and the right.
A few NPC labour workers were busy moving them.
Where did these planks come from?!
When they came here to receive the mission earlier in the morning, there was clearly nothing there.
Lu Yu asked the apocalypse merchant about the situation.
"Vettel, why are there are so many wooden planks in the camp?"
"It was a survivor who helped me get them. That kid is really amazing."
Vettel was in a good mood today. As he checked the accounts and counted the materials, he answered with a smile.
"With these wooden planks, our camp's leveling plan will be on the agenda very soon."
Zhou Yi and Lu Yu were even more baffled.
A player!!
All these wooden planks were obtained by a player?!
Impossible!
It had only been a few days since the server opened!
Not to mention players, which guild had the ability to collect so many wooden planks in such a short time?
Perhaps only a bigshot like the federation government had the ability to do so.
While Zhou Yi was still in shock, Lu Yu instinctively thought of something.
He swallowed his saliva and asked the apocalypse merchant in a low voice.
"Vettel, the player you mentioned, is he called Fang Heng?"
Vettel put down the account book in his hand and raised his head to look at Lu Yu.
"Oh? You know him too?"
It was indeed Fang Heng!
A terrifying God!
…
The sky gradually darkened.
Liao Bufan and the others cleaned up the entire first floor of Building No. 3 during the day. They even specially arranged a relatively clean room for everyone to rest in.
Old man Jimmy seemed to have something on today and logged off early.
"Finally, we don't have to worry anymore."
Liao Bufan gulped down a mouthful of beer, stretched his back and stuffed a piece of roasted meat into his mouth.
The taste.
It was amazing!
Liu Lin was in a corner by the window.
She was fiddling with the two furnaces that Fang Heng had just exchanged for today, adding firewood and iron waste into them.
The furnaces could melt iron ore and iron waste by burning firewood to make iron nuggets.
Iron nuggets were the basis of advanced materials in the zombie apocalypse game.
For example, nails, which were in short supply when making shelters.
At this moment, Liu Lin deeply felt the power of Fang Heng's talent skill.
How many days had it been?
In the previous server, Server No. 7, she remembered that the fastest guild had spent half a month to complete the basic production of iron nuggets.
As for Fang Heng…
It had only been less than a week and he had already started preparing to mass-produce iron nuggets!
Thinking about it, it really felt like a dream.
Initially, after learning that she had been forcefully pulled into a new server, Liu Lin was still very nervous.
However, things had reached this point and everything was progressing exceptionally well.
As long as they did not encounter hostile players, the prison could provide them with sufficient security.
A small number of zombies could not break into the outermost layer of the barbed wire fence even after scratching the gate for an entire night.
The new server's zombie apocalypse that everyone was fearful about seemed to have become exceptionally simple.
Liu Lin's gaze unconsciously turned to Fang Heng.
He was the one who made all these changes.
Fang Heng ate something and started reading the game log.
At night, he arranged for the zombies to go to the surrounding area of the prison to cut down the trees.
They would only cut down the trees, not move them.
He felt that the zombies were too slow, especially when they were carrying heavy loads.
In order to increase efficiency, Fang Heng asked the zombies to cut down the trees and asked Liao Bufan to help collect the logs the next day.
Even if some players passed by during the day and picked up logs, how much could they collect?
Fang Heng was planning his operation for the next day when Liao Bufan coughed to attract everyone's attention.
"By the way, Big Brother, now that we have nails and logs, we have enough resources for the shelter. Where are you going to build the shelter?"
The game provided hundreds of blueprints for the simulated construction of shelters.
Players could use the blueprints to build shelters, modify them, or even reconstruct them.
Each blueprint required different materials.
The larger the shelter, the more materials would be consumed.
Fang Heng was already prepared for Liao Bufan's question.
"We will build it in the basement."
In the game, digging three feet underground was the safest.
Zombies didn't know how to dig underground.
Of course, if it really reached the later stage, when the shelter's defence was strong enough, it would slowly extend to the ground.
Fang Heng's current architectural layout was to rely on the prison outside to build the shelter.
In fact, the building outside the prison was already part of the extension of the shelter, but it was not recognized by the game system.
However, the core, as well as the most important part, was to be built in the basement.
This was for safety.
"Eh, but there are… spider zombies in the basement."
Liao Bufan shrunk his neck.
He had heard Fang Heng talk about it.
The dangerous group in the basement.
There were many spider zombies in there.
Ordinary players were no match for them at all.
Just hearing that there were many spider zombies, Liao Bufan felt a chill down his spine.
"I've already thought about this."
When the flamethrower arrived tomorrow afternoon, he could try to break into the basement.
Fang Heng suddenly thought of the mission in the police diary.
The hidden mission had just entered the second phase and he had to deal with a difficult group of spider zombies.
The difficulty level was a little too high.
This meant that the reward must be good.
For example, he was rewarded with a pistol in the first phase.
Not to mention the possibility of evolution crystals being dropped after killing the spider zombies!
While thinking, Fang Heng looked at Liao Bufan.
"The roast meat tastes good, right?"
Liao Bufan nodded.
It was hard for him to deny this.
"Then come and help tomorrow afternoon. We'll go to the basement together and deal with the zombies."
"No way! Big Brother, are you serious?"
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Chapter 30: The Upper Limit
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Fang Heng, I'm so lucky to have met you."
In the apocalypse merchant camp, Vettel was grinning from ear to ear.
"But Fang Heng, we don't lack wooden planks anymore. You can go to the other apocalypse camps and take a look. They still lack a lot of wooden planks."
No more?
They have already reached the upper limit?
A hint of disappointment flashed across Fang Heng's face.
He opened the mission panel to confirm.
The mission for collecting wooden planks (repeatable) for the apocalypse merchant camp had disappeared from the mission panel
What a pity.
He had originally wanted to empty the apocalypse merchant camp.
He didn't expect the King of Gods to set a limit.
Vettel continued, "I've mentioned you to the other apocalypse merchants. They will definitely welcome your arrival."
"This is my personal map. The locations of their camps are marked on it. This would be helpful to you."
[Hint: Your friendship with Vettel has become stronger.]
[Hint: Vettel has given you a map. You can use the map to navigate the location of the seven apocalypse merchant camps.]
"Thank you."
Fang Heng took the map and looked at it.
The seven apocalypse merchant camps marked on the map were all quite far away from here.
Even the closest one was more than 200 kilometers away.
His shelter hadn't been completed yet, so he couldn't leave.
It wasn't practical to go there just to provide the wood.
"I also have good news for you. Your goods have arrived. Come with me. Hehe, I promise, this is good stuff for dealing with zombies."
Merchant Vettel brought Fang Heng into the cabin.
He took out a wooden box from under the cabinet and put it on the cabinet with a bang.
"Look, this is the treasure."
Fang Heng opened the wooden box, and inside was a bright red focus flamethrower.
The focused flamethrower was shaped like a large submachine gun.
The difference was that the front end of the muzzle looked like a water pipe, and the mouth of the pipe was big and thick.
Fang Heng tried to lift it.
It was very heavy and needed to be placed on the shoulder to be used.
[Hint: You have obtained an item-focused flamethrower M-021*1.]
"The zombies would lose consciousness, but most of them are instinctively afraid of fire. This flamethrower is absolutely useful."
Vetter bragged and placed a few blue wooden boxes on the counter.
"Also, this is the fuel for your equipment. Be careful, they are explosive and very heavy."
The fuel bottle was a mixture of special gases. After high-pressure sealing, it was very heavy.
Vettel finally handed a booklet to Fang Heng.
"Finally, this is the complimentary instruction manual. Use It carefully to ensure safety."
Fang Heng took the booklet.
According to the description in the instruction manual, the correct use of the focused flamethrower required the coordination of two people at the same time.
One controlled the lance of the focus flamethrower and the other controlled the intensity of the flame by lifting the heavy fuel bottle.
The zombie's movements were too rigid to coordinate accurately.
He'll have to find another toolman to help.
There's also the issue of cooling time.
He mentally went through the plan to clear the basement.
The focused flamethrower would overheat after a period of use.
Once the temperature reached 50%, the durability of the flamethrower would be depleted at a fast rate, so it was necessary to keep the temperature below 50% for safe use.
In addition, there was fuel.
Even with experience, it would take at least three minutes to change the fuel at a time.
If there were a large number of spider zombies in the passage, the flamethrower alone might not be able to stop them.
They didn't have time to change the fuel.
What should they do?
Got it!
Fang Heng raised his head.
"Vettel, please give me another twenty barrels of gasoline."
"No problem, here are the twenty barrels of gasoline you asked for."
[Hint: You have obtained focused flamethrower fuel bottle*20, gasoline*20.]
…
At the prison, the entrance to the basement.
Liao Bufan was a little flustered.
He carefully observed his surroundings and lowered his voice.
"Fang Heng, are we really going in? Why don't we just forget about it this time? We can just withdraw, right? We don't need to put ourselves at risk, our lives are more important."
"Don't panic, I have a plan."
Fang Heng replied softly. He used the key to open the first two iron doors, leaving only the last one.
Then, he pressed his ear against the door.
"Good, there's no sound inside." he thought to himself.
The spider zombies didn't block the door.
Fang Heng took out a focused flamethrower from his backpack.
"What the hell? A flamethrower!"
Liao Bufan was stunned when he saw Fang Heng take out such a powerful weapon from his backpack.
"I'm so envious!"
Liao Bufan felt tempted. He reached out his hand to touch the flamethrower, feeling very excited.
"This is a treasure! Big Brother, where did you get it?"
He had been worried for a long time. It turned out that Fang Heng was prepared.
With such a powerful weapon, what was there to be afraid of?
Liao Bufan was secretly upset that Fang Heng didn't tell him earlier, causing him to be on tenterhooks for a long time.
"It's a secret. Come, give me a hand."
Fang Heng tried to connect the fuel bottle to the flamethrower and placed the fuel bottle on the ground.
"It's coming."
Liao Bufan helped carry the fuel bottle behind Fang Heng and adjusted the flame setting raft.
Fang Heng controlled the switch and direction of the flamethrower.
Everything was ready.
"Three, two, one…"
Fang Heng signalled with his fingers and carefully pushed open the last iron door of the basement.
"Crack…"
Inside the iron door, a straight passageway about 30 meters came into view.
There was nothing inside the passageway and at the end, there was a corner to the right.
After the corner was an invisible blind spot.
The two of them exchanged a glance.
Liao Bufan turned his head to look at Fang Heng.
"What should we do?"
"Shh."
Fang Heng raised his hand to signal Liao Bufan to keep quiet.
He waved his hand.
The five zombie clones following the two of them walked into the passageway.
They staggered forward until they reached the end of the straight passageway.
The zombie clones stopped, then slowly took out wooden frames from their backpacks and put them on the ground.
"Wooden frames? What are they trying to do?"
Looking at the zombies, Liao Bufan murmured in a low voice, his eyes filled with confusion.
After five minutes, the zombies piled fifty to sixty wooden frames at the corner, blocking almost half of the passageway.
After the wooden frames were piled up, the zombies took out a bottle of gasoline, opened the lid and poured it on the wooden frames.
In the end, the zombie clones slowly poured the remaining gasoline along the passageway towards where Fang Heng was standing.
"You…"
Liao Bufan felt that he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand it completely.
He looked at Fang Heng and asked in a low voice.
"Will there be a problem? Do you want to burn this place down?"
"Of course, it's not a problem. Uncle Jimmy has checked the structure of this place. It's all bare steel and concrete. It won't burn down the place."
"That's good."
Liao Bufan heaved a sigh of relief.
It wasn't easy to build a shelter.. It would be a pity if it was accidentally burned down.
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