Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

by Stayrr

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hu

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Chapter 492: Expansion, Maxed out

His talent level increased?!

Fang Heng was pleasantly surprised.

This was the best news!

Unlike other skills in the game, because his initial talent was weak, the success rate of sealing the wooden cup was around 0.6%, every time the sealing skill succeeded, only 0.001 experience points would be gained.

No wonder the students in the gym spent more than 10 years to complete it!

Fang Heng did not know what other shortcuts could increase the efficiency of leveling the skill in the advanced game world.

Fortunately, he could hack!

In addition, the occult ritual could increase the effect of his talent. Although it could only increase by 0.001 points each time, as long as he was given enough time to develop, he would use hundreds of clones to continuously farm experience points, his trash talent could also be maxed out!

Fang Heng's spirit was lifted.

At this stage, the zombie clones that stayed in District 8 had to bear a large amount of work, such as smelting and producing various ores, making tools and grinding tools, planting and gathering, and so on.

Now was the crucial time to complete the main storyline mission.

Stop production!

Fang Heng immediately ordered the zombie clones to stop production and gathered the zombie team to the basement.

...

Target the sealing technique!

With that, there wasn't enough space in the basement.

It needed to be expanded.

Fang Heng thought about it and opened the shelter page to observe.

During this period of time, Fang Heng was fighting with the Federation in District 7. The development of the prison in District 8 was entrusted to Mo Jiawei and Liao Bufan.

Fang Heng checked carefully and found that the prison shelter had already met the requirements for Tier 4 level up.

Thinking back, he remembered that Liao Bufan came to him not long ago to discuss the expansion of the prison. However, he was too busy rushing to District 7 to fight with the Federation, so he couldn't be distracted, so the matter was temporarily put on hold.

What was he waiting for?

Expansion!

Maxed out!

Full maxed out!

Fang Heng opened the custom building page and began to plan the expansion of the prison.

[Hint: Refer to player's blueprints (custom). Currently, the expansion of the prison shelter requires wooden planks*601,100, wooden frames*207,100, nails*74,700, elite iron ores*237,800, stones*205,500, firewood*290,100...]

[Hint: You have completed the fourth expansion of the shelter. Overall judgment, your shelter level has been upgraded to Level 178.]

[Hint: Currently, your shelter can accommodate up to 420 players. If you exceed the capacity, your shelter will be more vulnerable to zombie attacks at night.]

[Hint: Your shelter's durability has been increased by 800%.]

[Hint: Your survival radio has been upgraded again. The attractiveness of your shelter to the survivors in the outside world has been increased.]

It was done!

After the fourth expansion of the building, the exterior did not look any different. The only difference was that the wooden door frame had been replaced with refined iron, and the floor was covered with a layer of hardwood.

In fact, the overall defense of the entire prison had been greatly improved, and the internal space had been expanded by a full third!

Fang Heng left the room and walked along the basement pathway. He pushed open the door and walked into the newly opened temporary workshop.

A room that was the size of a football field!

It was enough!

Everything was ready!

Begin! Do it!

Fang Heng rubbed his hands together and commanded the zombie clones that were crowding the prison square to enter the workshop one by one.

Next, he placed the materials needed for the practice seal.

...

[Hint: You have discovered an unknown sample (No. 3). The unknown sample (No. 3) has been discovered for the first time. You have obtained 2,000 main storyline contribution points.]

Mission name: Unknown sample body.

Mission description: You have discovered an unknown sample body.

Mission requirements: Unknown sample body. You can obtain more relevant information through the research project of the shelter.

"Unknown tissue sample?"

After receiving the game hint, the chief commander of District 8, Han Jiong, looked at the tissue sample in the metal box and pondered.

After reaching a preliminary agreement with Fang Heng, the Federation obtained a vague coordinate point from Fang Heng.

After a careful search, the Federation found a strange box in the abandoned research institute at the coordinate point.

The box was escorted to the shelter and opened by Han Jiong himself, triggering the mission.

The person in charge of the Intelligence Department of District 8 stared at the tissue sample in the box and said, "The preliminary judgment is that the sample may be related to the Scavenger Army in the late-stage of the game."

"We will immediately confirm the information and evaluate it. At this stage, I think this sample may be related to another main storyline mission that has never been discovered before. Its main storyline level may be higher than what has been discovered before."

"Okay."

Han Jiong nodded and reached out to touch the tempered glass on the cultivation pod.

"Immediately mobilize all the research personnel Level B and above in all the shelters in District 8 of the Federation to focus on the analysis of the unknown sample."

"Yes!"

Chen Yu, who was following behind Han Jiong, felt strange.

He asked, "Sir, are we going to carry out the analysis now? Aren't we going to return the sample to Fang Heng?"

Han Jiong glanced at Chen Yu and ignored his question. He continued, "Act as soon as possible. We need to complete the sample development immediately and think of a way to trigger the follow-up mission!"

"Understood!"

Chen Yu felt that something was wrong and asked again, "Sir!"

Han Jiong turned around and looked at Chen Yu. "Chen Yu, what are you trying to say?"

Chen Yu took a deep breath. "Sir, aren't we going to send the item back to the Dark Knights? We have an agreement with Fang Heng. After we get the box, we will return it to them immediately."

"Chen Yu, think about it carefully. Fang Heng is our potential competitor."

Han Jiong continued, "We have already triggered the main storyline mission. The sample in our hands is very likely to be a tool related to triggering the main storyline mission. Do you think we should return it to Fang Heng?"

"But... we have an agreement..."

"Agreement? Indeed, we have an agreement, but we did not say when we would return the box to him."

Han Jiong shook his head and looked away from Chen Yu, "There's a high chance that the unknown sample is related to the follow-up main storyline mission. Do you want to see the main storyline mission fall into the hands of an ordinary player? What if one day, Fang Heng is controlled?"

"Fang Heng's performance in District 7 doesn't make me feel at ease. Controlling the future in our own hands is the most reassuring. We have to seize the time to take the initiative to study the unknown sample and trigger the next mission as soon as possible."

Chen Yu looked at Han Jiong.

He felt that he had been deceived.

No matter how much Han Jiong tried to quibble, the truth was they had betrayed the agreement.

He believed that Han Jiong had already planned the subsequent break-up with Fang Heng from the very beginning.

Han Jiong was using his relationship with Fang Heng to swindle the main storyline mission from Fang Heng!

Other than the anger from being deceived, Chen Yu was more worried now.

If they angered Fang Heng and the incident in District 7 happened again in District 8...

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Chapter 493: Farm

"Sir, Fang Heng, he..."

"There's no need to say anymore." The corners of Han Jiong's mouth revealed a look of disdain, "We've already obtained the unknown sample and triggered the main storyline mission. Even if Fang Heng completely breaks away from us and refuses to tell us the follow-up main storyline, we've already entered the trap."

"Chen Yu, don't be naive. Fang Heng also obtained a large number of materials from us. This is a collaboration, he won't lose out."

Han Jiong's tone softened, "I don't want to fall out with Fang Heng either. Fang Heng is not our enemy, but the Night Owl organization is. You and Fang Heng are old friends. Go and persuade him. Communicate with him calmly and let him tell us the remaining unknown sample locations. In exchange, we are willing to pay a higher price."

Chen Yu clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes and shook his head. "I refuse."

"It seems that you made a wrong choice." Han Jiong took a deep breath and said, "From now on, Chen Yu will be quarantined."

"Go back and think about it. Without you, we still have someone to communicate with Fang Heng."

...

Two hours later.

Lucia and Mo Jiawei arrived at the door of the newly-built basement workshop.

"Fang Heng is inside?"

"I think so..."

Mo Jiawei decided to give it a try.

After all, he had just received the news that the prison had been expanded. He saw that several new workshops had been built in the prison shelter.

He searched for half a circle but didn't find Fang Heng. He thought that Fang Heng should be in these two newly-built rooms.

Lucia knocked on the door of the basement workshop.

"Fang Heng, are you there? It's me, Lucia. We're ready to go."

"Okay, please come in."

Lucia pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the scene in the room, Lucia stood at the door and was momentarily stunned.

She felt as if she had entered a super-sized factory.

The zombies lined up in orderly rows in a room as big as a football field, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In front of each zombie, there was a small bowl, a small wooden cup and a stack of paper.

Strangely, the zombies were drawing something on the paper and then sticking the paper to the wooden cup.

What were they doing?

"I will..."

Following Lucia into the room, Mo Jiawei was also stunned. He couldn't help but spit out two words.

Mass production of seals?

He couldn't understand what Fang Heng was doing.

What was the meaning of mass production?

"You're here."

Fang Heng had just finished arranging 90% of the production line. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried over from the back of the hall.

The assembly line greatly increased the efficiency of sealing skills and talents.

The game hint in the lower right corner of Fang Heng's retina was still refreshing.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal...]

Although the success rate was low, the experience points and talent points of basic sealing techniques were rising continuously under the accumulation of tens of thousands of times.

With the increase in skill level and talent points, the zombie clone's sealing success rate gradually increased from 0.6% to 0.9%. The efficiency was once again increased, forming a positive cycle.

The feeling of accelerating and becoming stronger was simply exhilarating!

"Why? Is there something urgent?"

Lucia moved her gaze away from the zombies and looked at Fang Heng. She nodded and said, "Fang Heng, the next target point marked by Tang Bai is ready. We can set off at any time to look for Hila's tissue sample."

"Okay, get ready. We'll set off in half an hour."

Previously, they had obtained two tissue samples of Hila in District 7. After completing the transformation of the two new fusion Tyrant forms, Fang Heng immediately had them stab each other to death and wait for the rebirth in District 8.

After half a day, together with the two newly born proliferators, Fang Heng now had four fusion Tyrant forms as his combat strength in District 8.

The four of them were enough to complete the mission of finding Hila's tissue sample.

"Fang Heng," Mo Jiawei shook his head, no longer thinking about these zombies. He then said to Fang Heng, "The people from the Federation have come. They brought all the materials here, saying that they want to talk to you face to face."

"Eh? The person who came isn't Chen Yu?"

"No?" Fang Heng glanced at the time. "Let's go and take a look!"

...

"Mr. Fang Heng, I'm Xin Mengchao. I'm here on behalf of the Federation of District 8 to deliver the goods to you. Our first batch of goods has already been delivered to the prison."

"You're quite fast. Where's Chen Yu?"

"We've encountered some trouble. Captain Chen is currently dealing with it urgently. In order not to waste any time, my superiors have assigned me to carry out the next step of the handover with you."

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat. He had a premonition that something bad had happened.

The Federation!

They had made their move!

Fang Heng remained expressionless and continued to laugh. "Is that so? Is Chen Yu alright?"

"It's not a big problem. Perhaps he'll be a little busy during this period of time."

"Send my regards to him. How's the box at the previous coordinates? Have you found it?"

"En, we're still in the process of searching. We were wondering if you could provide us with more locations so that we can deploy earlier. What do you think?"

"Oh, I see... you guys have to hurry up." Fang Heng sneered in his heart. He said calmly, "I'll provide you with two more coordinates. We'll complete this stage of the mission before Night Owl."

"Alright, alright. We'll do it as soon as possible." Xin Mengchao glanced at Mo Jiawei who was beside Fang Heng, he suggested, "Fang Heng, why don't we stay here for this period of time? If there's any news from the Federation, we can immediately communicate with them. What do you think?"

"That's great! That would be my wish! I'll get someone to bring you to your room to rest."

"Thank you."

After watching the NPC leave with Xin Mengchao, Fang Heng turned his head to look at Tang Bai.

"He's lying. Hila's tissue at the target point has already been moved."

As Tang Bai spoke, he pointed at a point on the map. "It's currently at this place."

"F*ck, I knew those b*stards from the Federation couldn't be trusted!"

Mo Jiawei exploded upon hearing that. He slammed the table angrily and cursed, "Fang Heng, what do we do now? Are we going to fall out with them?"

"There's no need to be in such a hurry to fall out with them. give them two more remote coordinates and let them continue to help us find the samples."

Fang Heng spread his hands.

Those idiots from the Federation still thought that they could compete with him for the ownership of the main storyline mission?

Originally, most of the locations of the remaining 11 Hila's cell tissues were in remote areas. There wasn't even a teleportation array nearby. The difficulty level of collecting them wasn't that high, however, it would take a lot of time.

Fang Heng had originally planned to hand them over to the people of the Federation to search for them so that everyone could work together.

Now, since the Federation was rather greedy and wanted to snatch the Hila's tissue samples, he would satisfy them and let them collect more. When the time came, he would capture them all and snatch them from their hands!

If it wasn't for the special reward for completing the 3S-level hidden endings, Fang Heng would have directly handed over the mission to the Federation of District 8 to complete it.

"Ah? Giving them coordinates? What if, what if they..."

Mo Jiawei couldn't come up with a reason even after a long time.

"What if what?"

That's right!

After giving it some thought, Mo Jiawei suddenly understood.

So what if the Federation obtained a portion of the Hila's tissue sample?

Would they be able to create two fusion Tyrant forms?

Fang Heng's contribution points were already far ahead of the rest of the players.

After the Federation obtained Hila's tissue sample, it would take them ten days to half a month to figure out what the sample was.

In reality, the Federation's sneaky actions posed no threat to them at all!

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Chapter 494: Living Creature Seal

Fang Heng already had a plan.

The Federation had no idea that with Tang Bai around, Fang Heng would have a global positioning radar.

He knew the exact coordinates of Hila's tissue samples!

When the time came, when the Federation had almost collected all the hila tissue samples from the remote areas, they would go rob them and obtain all the Hila's tissue samples.

Other than that, if he guessed correctly, the Federation must have thought that they were good at fighting. In order to obtain the main storyline mission, they would most likely gather all the senior researchers to conduct research on Hila's tissue sample.

At that time, they might even be able to think of a way to poach the high-tier research NPCs from the Federation.

He was good at figuring out their plan!

The only problem left now was the seal.

Fang Heng thought about it and glanced at the mission log. Nearly 1,000 zombie clones had been hacking for more than half an hour, and the basic sealing technique had been successfully upgraded to Level 2!

Hacking to gain experience was still awesome!

He estimated that it would take some time to hack to the maximum level, so he couldn't stay idle during this time. He had to find a way to speed up the collection of Hila's sample.

Fang Heng gave Mo Jiawei a look.

"Old Mr. Mo, go and communicate with the people of the Federation. Think of a way to get more resources from them. It would be best if they are researchers. That's what we are lacking right now."

...

"No problem."

Fang Heng opened the game log and controlled the four fusion Tyrant forms to gather at the prison's teleportation hall. Then, he looked at Lucia and said, "Lucia, let's go. Let's go look for Hila's tissue sample."

"Okay!"

...

"Fang Heng went to District 8?"

The next day, Kou Huai received the news.

His first instinct was that there was something wrong with this matter!

Kou Huai immediately dialed the intelligence department's internal line. "Xiao Changle, what's the Scavenger Army's latest movement?"

"The super-sized zombie wave is still raging. The Scavenger Army has also been greatly affected. They are still in a defensive state and have barely shown their faces in the past two days."

"What about the spies planted in the Scavenger Army? What kind of feedback did they give?"

"They were sent away on purpose long ago. We couldn't find any useful information."

Kou Huai secretly felt that something was wrong.

There must be something wrong!

It was very likely that Fang Heng had deliberately created false information to make people believe that he went to District 8!

Combined with the two days of peace in the Scavenger Army, Kou Huai felt that Fang Heng must be planning something big in the dark.

The purpose of spreading false news was to lower the vigilance of District 7?

Kou Huai was not sure what Fang Heng was up to, but he was still panicking.

"I got it. Report to me as soon as you have any news."

Kou Huai hung up the phone and looked at the soldier who walked into his office.

The man's face was twisted and returned to a familiar face.

"Ji Qiubei."

Kou Huai turned his head and looked at the door behind Ji Qiubei. "I told you that we don't meet unless it's necessary."

Ji Qiubei closed the door and smiled warmly. "Commander Kou is careful and thoughtful, which is admirable."

Kou Huai snorted.

"What the hell is Fang Heng doing? Why did he make up some fancy smoke bombs and say that he was going to District 8?"

"Hehehe..." Ji Qiubei laughed. "It's not a smoke bomb. Fang Heng is in District 8."

"Impossible. With my understanding of Fang Heng, he has no reason to give up District 7."

"Then it seems that your understanding of Fang Heng is not enough."

"What do you mean?"

"I have personally confirmed that Fang Heng is in District 8."

"You are also in District 8?"

"Don't worry, leave Fang Heng to me this time. Our Night Owl's control over District 8 is beyond your imagination."

Kou Huai's pupils constricted. He seemed to have thought of something and stared at Ji Qiubei. "You mean..."

"Shh."

Ji Qiubei made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Now that things have come to this, I suggest that you don't think too much and focus on cooperating with us." Ji Qiubei licked his lips, "This time, Fang Heng has helped me a lot. In short, I want both District 5 and District 8. District 7 belongs to you."

Kou Huai took a deep breath. "How did he get to District 8?"

"I'm not sure. Theoretically, we have already cut off the mission line of District 8 in advance. District 8 is unable to establish a Grade 3 teleportation passage. District 8 is currently in the new server protection zone. Other districts are also unable to forcefully enter District 8 through the spatial rift..."

Ji Qiubei had never been able to figure this out.

"It's possible to achieve such an ability with an extremely rare S-level spatial teleportation talent and an upgrade of S-level talent. However, I prefer to believe that this was possible due to some high-grade tools. Usually, these tools can be used several times."

Ji Qiubei was unwilling to waste time on such a problem, "In short, I will handle Fang Heng's matter. After confirming that Fang Heng is not in District 7, now is the best opportunity for us to attack the Scavenger Army. Don't waste this opportunity."

"I understand."

Kou Huai nodded.

Ji Qiubei continued to ask, "How much longer do you need to prepare?"

"Three to four days. Activating the stabilizer requires a large amount of energy. District 7 does not have a lot of energy reserves, and it has consumed a lot recently. We are in the process of preparation."

"Okay. Four days later, the Scavenger Army will be destroyed. After that, District 7 will belong to you."

...

[Hint: Your zombie clone has completed the seal. The current sealing technique level has reached Level 5. You need to seal an item of a higher level to gain experience points.]

Hint: You have completed the sealing technique. Through skill-occult ritual, your sealing technique talent has increased by 0.001].

Hint: Your sealing technique initial talent strength: 83.1 (Good). You are more suitable to cultivate the sealing technique.]

After the sealing technique had reached Level 5, the experience points gained had stagnated!

The journey was smooth. Fang Heng swept through an abandoned research institute of the Meteorite Company and obtained a tissue sample of Hila before rushing back to the prison.

The first thing he did was head to the basement workshop to check on the sealing technique's leveling situation.

On the way, Fang Heng searched through the knowledge related to the sealing technique in his mind.

Under normal circumstances, after the level of the basic sealing technique had reached Level 5, sealing ordinary objects would no longer be able to gain experience points.

At this time, he needed to seal something more difficult to gain experience points.

For example, a living creature with a life form!

Generally speaking, the stronger the life form, the higher the intelligence level, and the larger the body, the more difficult the seal would be.

Fang Heng thought for a moment, then took out a bottle from his backpack.

In the bottle was a small ladybug that was still crawling.

Then, Fang Heng called over a dozen zombie clones to come over with the sealing materials, then poured the ladybug out of the bottle and dropped it on the ground.

More than ten zombies came over and formed a circle to cast a sealing spell on the ladybug.

The ladybug had never seen such a scene before. It curled up on the ground and pretended to be dead.

A row of game hints quickly refreshed on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal...]

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Chapter 495: Ladybug

Compared to sealing the wooden cup, the success rate of sealing a living creature had decreased once again!

Fang Heng patiently waited for 10 minutes before the hint of successful sealing appeared in his vision.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has completed the sealing of the coal ore. You have received 0.001 experience points for basic sealing skills. Through skill-occult ritual, your sealing skill talent has increased by 0.001.]

It was done!!

Fang Heng immediately held the piece of paper in his hand and observed it.

[Item: Sealed card: Ladybug.]

Description: There is a ladybug sealed in this piece of card.

There were fine lines drawn on the normal piece of card. There was a ladybug in the center of the card.

Even though the success rate of sealing was only around 0.8%, as long as the scale of the sealing increased and the assembly line was created...

Wait a minute...

Just as he was rejoicing, Fang Heng suddenly thought of something.

His heart started beating faster and faster.

"It seems to be possible..."

...

Fang Heng muttered to himself as he tried to stuff the card sealed with the ladybug into the player's backpack.

It worked!!

It really worked!

The card could be stuffed into the player's backpack!!

Before Fang Heng's excitement subsided, another hint flashed in the game log.

[Hint: The seal in your backpack has failed.]

Fang Heng frowned and opened his backpack to take a look.

There was a dead ladybug in his backpack.

Looking at the dead ladybug in his backpack, Fang Heng stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Seal..."

Fang Heng was even more certain of his previous guess!

First of all, at this stage, seals could be used on living objects.

Secondly, after the live sample was sealed into the card, the card could be put into the backpack! It could even be stacked.

Combining the above two points, he came up with a deduction.

That meant...

Fang Heng looked at the zombie clones beside him.

If he sealed a large number of zombie clones and threw them into the backpack...

Under ideal conditions, he could carry a large number of zombies with him?!

He would no longer need the zombie clones to commit suicide in order to teleport from a long distance!

Let's give it a try!

Fang Heng called a Licker to enter the basement workshop.

Seventeen or eighteen zombie clones immediately surrounded the Licker and placed a seal on it.

Larger and stronger life forms had a lower success rate of sealing them.

After a short while, the Licker was covered with small cards. At first glance, it looked a little comical.

After nearly a thousand attempts, a game hint appeared.

[Hint: Your zombie has completed the sealing of the Licker. You have obtained...]

It worked!!

Fang Heng didn't even finish reading the game hint. He directly held the sealed card in his hand and observed it.

Licker's sealed card!

Exquisite!

[Hint: You have obtained the sealed card: zombie clone-Licker proliferator.]

The card flashed with a weak light in Fang Heng's hand. It disappeared instantly and was stuffed into his backpack.

He had really succeeded!

He didn't need to carry too many sealed cards with him. He just needed to carry a few fusion Tyrant form sealed cards with him for life-saving.

With him carrying them around, his strength would definitely increase greatly!

Fang Heng was secretly excited. A line of game hints appeared on his retina again.

[Hint: Your seal has failed. Your zombie clone-Licker dies (proliferator).]

Bang!

Seeing the hint, Fang Heng cursed in his heart again.

After the seal had failed, the Licker in his backpack would also die along with it, leaving no corpse behind.

Even so, Fang Heng didn't feel dejected at all.

He was full of fighting spirit now!

Fang Heng was very clear that he only had Level 5 basic sealing technique.

He just needed to spend some time to make up for his shortcomings. When his skill level reached Level 10 and his basic sealing technique leveled up to elementary sealing technique, he would be able to learn the technique to quickly lift the seal and greatly prolong the sealing time!

After that, as the sealing technique leveled up continuously to the intermediate sealing technique, permanent sealing could be done!

When the time comes, with a few hundred fusion Tyrant forms, he could go anywhere and defeat others...

Fang Heng currently wanted to shout out, "The sealing technique! Invincible!"

Taking a deep breath, Fang Heng adjusted his state of mind.

He still had nearly a day and a half to collect all the tissue samples of Hila. The most important thing is to upgrade the level of the basic sealing technique as soon as possible to the elementary sealing technique level, and master the method of permanent sealing so that he could permanently seal the tissue samples of Hila!

If everything went smoothly, the nearly 1,000 zombie clones would hack overnight. The next morning, they would be able to raise the basic sealing technique to Level 10. At that time, he would look for Seventh Uncle to advance the elementary sealing technique!

This plan would work!

With that thought, Fang Heng turned on the survival radio and hurriedly sent a message to Mo Jiawei, "Old Mr. Mo, help me get some small insects like ladybugs, preferably those that are docile and can't run around randomly. I need a lot of them and this matter is very urgent and crucial!"

After hurriedly getting the zombies to tidy up the room, Fang Heng began to arrange and modify the assembly line for the next stage.

Compared to the previous assembly line of the sealed wooden cups, it was much more troublesome to seal the live sample this time!

Considering that there were fewer insects to seal at this stage, the efficiency of a few zombies working together to seal one insect was relatively high.

"I still have to consider the situation where the insects are accidentally killed."

Fang Heng muttered to himself as he thought about the layout of the assembly line. Then, he took another big gulp of coffee.

Tonight, he was going to charge through again.

...

In the prison shelter, Mo Jiawei just had a battle of wits with Xin Mengchao of the Federation to decide on the next batch of materials and resources to be sent to the shelter. He had also asked for three A-level researchers from the Federation. Before he could send Fang Heng any good news, he suddenly saw Fang Heng's urgent message.

When he saw the contents of the urgent message, Mo Jiawei was stunned for a while.

Huh? Ladybug?

Why did God want that kind of thing?

He had played the game for so long, but he had never seen anyone buy ladybug.

No one would be selling this thing now!

Mo Jiawei scratched his hair.

Since there was no ready-made one, he could only find someone to catch it personally.

There were still a lot of small insects on the plains near the prison.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiawei immediately called for the players, NPC survivors, mercenaries and Dark Knights guards in the shelter to gather urgently. He gave them a mission to catch bugs outside.

The NPCs were still fine. After receiving the order, most of them began to carry out the mission.

When the players heard about the mission, they were all dumbfounded.

Catching bugs?

What was the prison shelter up to again?

Although they did not understand, the prison offered a really high price. They would obtain 300 survival points for catching a bug or they could stay in the prison for a week for free!

The players were overjoyed. One after another, they started to catch bugs outside the prison with flashlights.

The news that the Prison Army was rich enough to buy ladybugs quickly spread.

In addition to the player mercenary group, many players who were temporarily living in the prison also volunteered to join the search for bugs.

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Chapter 496: Genius Level

Xin Mengchao stayed in the prison temporarily. Apart from communicating with the prison, he was also tasked with a special mission to investigate the prison's movements.

When he noticed that the prison was suddenly in chaos in the middle of the night, Xin Mengchao immediately became alert.

He walked out of the room and pulled a player into the pathway. "Brother, I have something to ask you. It's so noisy outside. What are you guys planning to do?"

"Catch ladybugs."

"Huh?"

"I don't have time to chat with you. You'll know when you look it up on the internet. Hurry up and leave. Don't hinder me from getting money." That player glared at Xin Mengchao and left quickly.

Xin Mengchao's brows were tightly knitted. He returned to his room and went offline. He opened the player forum in District 8."Please reading on "

"Brother! Bring the sacks and follow me! North River Heavy Industry prison is buying ladybugs! 300 survival points each! Only accept up to 100,000! While stocks last!"

Looking at the red and shiny hot spots on the eastern region forum, Xin Mengchao was instantly stumped.

Ladybugs?!

What was the prison up to this time?

Shouldn't it be time to fight for the main storyline mission? Why did they start buying ladybugs?

Xin Mengchao had a bad premonition. He narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

...

Fang Heng would never do something meaningless.

Not to mention that he had spent a large sum of money...

Could it be...

The ladybug was related to the next stage of the main storyline mission!?

That was definitely the case!

Xin Mengchao could not sit still.

It was very likely that Fang Heng was playing a very big game with high stakes.

He had to report this situation to his superiors immediately!

...

Waking up groggily from the bed, Fang Heng rubbed his eyes and shifted his gaze to the setting sun outside the window.

"Oh no! I overslept!"

Fang Heng woke up instantly and straightened up from his bed.

Last night, Fang Heng spent an entire night setting up the assembly line for Tier 2 live samples. It wasn't until the next morning that all the ladybugs purchased from outside were in place, and the assembly line finally entered the automatic mode.

He had originally planned to go offline to take a nap, but he didn't expect to sleep until noon.

Fang Heng quickly turned on his phone and looked at the time.

There were still 20 hours left before the announcement of District 8's main storyline contribution ranking.

He had to hurry!

Fang Heng quickly put on his clothes, got out of bed and entered the game cabin.

As soon as he went online, a dense number of game hints refreshed.

[Hint: During the time you are offline, your zombie clone has completed the seal-ladybug*428,284. Your current sealing technique level has reached the upper limit of Level 10. You can find a way to increase the level of your seal skill and obtain a higher level.]

[Hint: Through skill-occult ritual, your sealing technique talent has increased by 0.001. Your current sealing technique talent strength: 545.287 (unique). You are a genius who practices sealing techniques.]

Success!

He had reached Level 10!

However, it seemed that he could continue to increase the strength of his talent?

Whatever! He had to think of a way to increase the level of his sealing technique first.

Since the assembly line was still functioning perfectly, Fang Heng decided to let the assembly line continue farming his talent and go offline on the spot.

After exiting the game, Fang Heng took a taxi to the gym.

In less than half an hour, Fang Heng returned to the gym.

In a hurry, Fang Heng was just about to run to the third floor to look for Mo Jianghe when he met Cheng Jingguo at the end of the pathway.

"Teacher Cheng."

Fang Heng greeted him.

Cheng Jingguo knew Fang Heng and had a deep memory of him.

The ruthless person who asked him for five tons of ingredients yesterday.

It was all because of the young master of the Mo family.

In the end, Cheng Jingguo simply gave Fang Heng the formula and let Fang Heng take the ingredients and go home to make his own.

Cheng Jingguo adjusted his glasses and looked very calm.

He nodded and said, "Fang Heng, why are you in such a hurry? You can't be impatient when practicing the sealing technique. Did you encounter some problems when practicing the sealing technique?"

"Yes, there's a small problem. Is Teacher Mo around?"

"At this time, he should have gone to a restaurant on the neighboring street to eat."

"Huh?"

"He's used to eating in that restaurant. Wait until he has a class in the evening. He usually comes back at six o'clock. Teacher Mo doesn't like to be disturbed when eating."

Cheng Jingguo glanced at the time on his phone and said, "You can go have a meal first. If you're looking for him to ask about the sealing technique, I should be able to answer it for you."

"Thank you, Teacher Cheng." Fang Heng nodded and thanked him. "Teacher Cheng, do you know how to level up the next stage of the basic sealing technique?"

Level up the basic sealing technique?

Cheng Jingguo frowned and felt a little displeased.

He looked Fang Heng up and down and wanted to advise him not to aim too high.

But he swallowed his words.

He had been young before, so it would be weird if he would listen to his advice.

Cheng Jingguo nodded and said, "It's more troublesome to level up the sealing technique compared to learning it for the first time. First, you need to level up the basic sealing technique to the maximum level. After that, you can come to Mr. Mo or me."

"I've already reached the maximum level."

"Ah?"

Cheng Jingguo was surprised for a moment.

He suddenly understood.

Right, Fang Heng was a friend of the Mo Family's young master.

Perhaps he had already learned the sealing technique in the game and was only one step away from leveling up.

In the game, although the number of items that could increase the sealing technique and experience points was extremely rare and expensive, they still existed.

"Alright, then follow me. The basic upgrade will cost 500 King of Gods' points. It's not for us, it's for the game. You just need to prepare it in advance," Cheng Jingguo explained to Fang Heng, "We will help you trigger the next stage of the mission chain in the game. After completing the mission, your sealing technique level will be upgraded to elementary level."

"Don't worry. The mission difficulty isn't high. Our people from North River Heavy Industry are also helping you in the game."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Heng felt that it was a little troublesome. He still had to do the mission?

Taking this into consideration, he might not be able to make it in time.

Cheng Jingguo led Fang Heng to the office and said, "By the way, we need to register. Which game are you in? Which district are you from? The missions in the game chain in each district are different."

"Zombie Apocalypse, District 8."

"Em, Zombie..."

Cheng Jingguo stopped mid-sentence.

He stood where he was, turned around and looked at Fang Heng.

Fang Heng saw him staring at him and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Teacher Cheng? What's wrong?"

Are you kidding me?

Zombie Apocalypse?

Isn't that an elementary game?!

If Fang Heng wasn't a friend of the young master of North River Heavy Industry, Cheng Jingguo would have kicked Fang Heng out right now.

Practicing high-tier sealing techniques in the elementary game would be heavily punished by the game, and the success rate of sealing techniques would be reduced.

Fang Heng had practiced the sealing techniques to Level 10 in the Zombie Apocalypse?

Was he a peerless genius who practiced the sealing arts?

Or was he one of those hotheads who had practiced the sealing arts for more than twenty years in the elementary game?

This is not bullshit!

Chapter 497: The Crack

Cheng Jingguo was speechless for a long time.

However, seeing that Fang Heng's expression didn't look like he was joking, Cheng Jingguo was stunned.

He didn't know whether Fang Heng was joking or not.

"Alright."

Cheng Jingguo took a deep breath, "Then there's nothing I can do. In the elementary game, there's no way to trigger the next stage of the mission. At the very least, there's no corresponding method in our database. Mr. Mo probably doesn't have such a method either. You can come back later to confirm with Mr. Mo."

Fang Heng's heart sank.

At every critical moment, there would always be changes to the plan.

Fang Heng didn't want to give up so quickly, so he continued to ask, "Teacher Cheng, can we only seal it permanently after the level of the sealing technique has reached the peak of elementary?"

Since in the game, Hila's tissue sample was the main storyline mission, Fang Heng couldn't go into detail. He could only roughly change the Hila sample to an analogy and describe it.

Fang Heng gestured, "If it's an extremely special thing that can't be killed or destroyed, can I seal it permanently?"

"Hmm..."

After listening to Fang Heng's explanation patiently, Cheng Jingguo lowered his head and thought carefully for a moment. After thinking for a while, he nodded.

"Fang Heng, you need to understand something first. Theoretically speaking, a permanent seal doesn't exist."

"Time is the greatest enemy of seals. If it's the strength of an A-level seal, after 100,000 to 200,000 years, the strength of the seal will drop to B-level. After a few million years, the strength of the seal will drop to C-level. After tens of millions of years, the seal may automatically be lifted."

"If the sealed object is extremely powerful, then the time for the seal to be weakened will be greatly shortened."

"From your description just now, the thing you described has some sort of undying ability. In theory, even a Level 20 elementary sealing technique would find it difficult to permanently seal it."

Fang Heng felt even more uneasy. "Then what should we do? Teacher Cheng, is there any other way?"

"There is."

"What?"

"The alternate dimension." Cheng Jingguo opened his mouth to explain again. "You can open a hole to the alternate dimension and throw the sealed card into the alternate dimension."

Fang Heng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood.

Oh right, there was still the alternate dimension!

Relevant information about the alternate dimension immediately appeared in Fang Heng's mind.

It was a special space, very out of the ordinary, and the human's understanding of it was also very limited.

As far as he knew, normal items and creatures would be repelled by the space.

But after being sealed, the card could easily pass through the alternate dimension spatial rift.

Therefore, for hundreds of millions of years, the alternate dimension had almost become a trash can for the sealers.

Anything that was unwanted, or any monster that could be sealed, was thrown into the alternate dimensional space.

Theoretically speaking, with so many miscellaneous items being thrown into it for hundreds of millions of years, the space should already be filled with all kinds of dangerous things.

However, in reality, it was almost never heard that there was any danger in the alternate dimensional space.

The alternate dimensional rift was more like a one-way passage. One could only enter but not exit. It was like a bottomless pit.

One only needed to throw the sealed artifact into the alternate dimension and it would disappear completely.

The only problem was that the thing that was thrown into the alternate dimension would never be found again.

A good place!

Fang Heng was overjoyed.

Therefore, he did not need any upgraded sealing technique to perform permanent sealing. He only needed to think of a way to open the alternate dimensional rift and throw the sealed Hila tissue into it!

Completely solve the mission!

Fang Heng thought and clenched his fist.

"Thank you, Teacher Cheng!"

After getting Cheng Jingguo's answer, Fang Heng hurried to the materials claim room.

"It's starting again, so impetuous..."

Cheng Jingguo watched Fang Heng leave and shook his head.

He had just taken a few steps forward when he saw Mo Jianghe walking up from the stairs on the other side of the pathway.

"Eh? Mr. Mo? Didn't you go to eat today?"

"The chef at that restaurant is on vacation today, so I came back." Mo Jianghe glanced in the direction where Fang Heng had left. "Is that Fang Heng? What were you guys talking about just now?"

"Fang Heng said that he wanted to learn the advanced sealing technique." Cheng Jingguo smiled bitterly. "I told him that he couldn't do it in the elementary game for the time being. Later, he even asked about the permanent seal, as if he wanted to seal something."

"Is that so..."

"I told him that even the elementary sealing technique couldn't do it permanently. Usually, when we encounter this kind of problem, we would choose to open the alternate dimensional spatial rift and throw the sealed artifact into the rift."

"Yes, it's indeed a very common way to deal with it. However, looking at how excited he is..."

Mo Jianghe looked in the direction where Fang Heng left and was deep in thought. "So he probably thought that a person could open the alternate dimensional spatial rift, right?"

"Uh..."

Cheng Jingguo hesitated for a moment, recalling Fang Heng's expression just now.

"That seems to be the case... Should I..."

"Young people are so energetic." Mo Jianghe praised and pulled Cheng Jingguo. "Let's go, let's not eat dinner, let's drink together."

"No, Mr. Mo, we still have class later."

"What are you afraid of? It's not too late."

...

Fang Heng walked toward the materials claim room.

Along the way, he carefully thought about the memories in his mind.

The alternate dimension was an extremely special space.

There were many ways to open the alternate dimension space.

For sealers, they needed to build a passage.

During the construction process, they needed to use part of the magic materials.

Fang Heng organized his thoughts along the way and came to the counter.

"Hello, Uncle Pang."

Behind the counter, Pang Feilong was filling in the form and taking notes. When he raised his head and saw Fang Heng, his heart skipped a beat and he wiped his forehead out of habit.

He remembered the guy who asked for five tons of materials yesterday.

He was a ruthless person.

He had tormented him quite a bit.

"Fang Heng, you came to collect materials again today?"

"Yes, sorry to trouble you, Uncle Pang."

Pang Feilong was somewhat traumatized by Fang Heng. "Don't tell me you want another five tons of materials?"

"It's not that." Fang Heng scratched the back of his head, picked up the pen and paper on the table, and quickly wrote down the list of materials on it. He said, "Give me three sets of materials first. Do you have any free meditation rooms?"

Seeing that Fang Heng did not ask for five tons like last time, Pang Feilong heaved a sigh of relief.

"Yes, Room 1255 is empty now. You can use it. As for the materials..."

Pang Feilong took the list of materials that Fang Heng handed over and skimmed through it. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

What Fang Heng wanted were extremely rare materials. Even they didn't have much stock here.

Normally, these kinds of materials wouldn't be released to ordinary students.

However...

Yesterday, Fang Heng came with the young master of North River Heavy Industry, Mo Jiawei.

"We have all the materials you need. Go to your room first. I'll make some preparations. In ten minutes, I'll send someone to send them to your room."

"Thank you so much, Uncle Pang."

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Chapter 498: The Rift

In the meditation room, Fang Heng sat cross-legged on the spot and meditated.

The construction of the dimensional crack required mental strength.

Therefore, he needed to adjust his body to its best condition.

After meditating for a full three hours, Fang Heng opened his eyes again.

After all the casting materials were prepared and mixed, there was only a small bowl placed in front of Fang Heng.

Fang Heng dipped his finger into the mixed potion and drew a simple mark on the floor.

"Chi!!!"

The moment the mark was completed, a purple-red flame instantly rose into the air!

The flame burned fiercely in the air, reflecting Fang Heng's face.

Fang Heng stared at the flame, his forehead covered in sweat.

He did not see the so-called wheel of seal in the flame, but he vaguely saw a huge door!

It was a very familiar door.

The patterns on the side of the door gradually revealed a strange creature.

Sometimes it was clear, sometimes it was illusory.

From this door, Fang Heng felt a sense of disorder and chaos.

The door slowly opened before his eyes.

A game message flashed in the corner of his vision.

[Hint: Player's skill-occult ritual (binding soul seal) unlock special ability.]

Special ability 5 (Alternate Dimension Hell): You will not be affected by the distortion of the Alternate Dimension Hell game world. In the Alternate Dimension Hell game, you will receive an additional 10% increase in all attributes.

Fang Heng was extremely focused at this moment. He did not even realize that the message had been refreshed.

"Dong!!!"

A heavy knock sounded as if it had hit his heart.

Fang Heng's body shook.

At the same time, in the study hall on the third floor, Mo Jianghe, who had drunk too much and was dozing off, suddenly woke up.

In the huge room, all the students who were practicing sealing felt something at the same time.

The sealing in their hands all failed instantly without exception.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Mo Jianghe.

"Click."

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside.

Cheng Jingguo looked at Mo Jianghe in the room.

He didn't say a word, but the surprise and confusion in his eyes had completely explained everything.

"You guys continue, I'll go take a look."

Mo Jianghe waved his hand at everyone, then stood up and left the room.

"Ka..."

The door behind him closed again.

Cheng Jingguo's voice trembled slightly.

"It's a dimensional rift... could it be..."

He absolutely did not believe that a player who had just mastered the basic sealing technique could open a dimensional rift in the real world!

Not to mention him, only a few of the veteran players who had studied the sealing technique for decades could open a dimensional rift, and the success rate could not even be guaranteed.

Fang Heng?!

A newbie who was still in the elementary game.

He could do it?

But...

Everything was too coincidental.

A few hours ago, he was still asking him about the sealing technique, and a few hours later...

They all matched up.

Who else could it be besides him?

Cheng Jingguo had lived for most of his life, but he had never felt like he had lost his composure like this.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

It was not shock, but terror!

"In theory, even a Level 1 sealing technique can open a dimensional rift."

Mo Jianghe was calm.

Even though he was also very confused.

He had personally verified it yesterday.

He was very sure that this was Fang Heng's first time coming into contact with a sealing technique.

Moreover, Fang Heng's sealing technique talent was simply weak.

In theory, only extremely rare and valuable items in the advanced game could slightly increase one's talent.

There was no reason that he could open a dimensional spatial rift in a day's time.

As Mo Jianghe spoke, he turned to look at Cheng Jingguo. "You'll know once you go take a look. In short, no matter what you see, don't mention today's matter to anyone."

"Yes, I understand."

...

In the room, Fang Heng instantly opened his eyes.

A rift appeared in the space in front of Fang Heng.

A pale purple rift.

It was an extremely tiny rift, like a crack in the glass.

It was about 10 centimeters long and less than 0.3 centimeters wide.

Purple light constantly seeped out from the rift.

A powerful tearing force leaked out from the rift!

Apart from Fang Heng himself, almost all the items in the room were affected by the tearing force and were pulled to the side of the rift.

Tables, chairs, tea sets, futons, all sorts of casting materials...

They were all pulled and floated around the rift. They twisted and overlapped one another, forming a strange distortion.

It was not them that were distorted, but space.

Fang Heng stared at the dimensional rift in front of him.

Maintaining this extremely small rift required almost all of his mental strength!

It was unknown when it started, but sweat kept flowing down Fang Heng's face.

Fang Heng felt that he could control this rift, and even the items around the rift.

Only sealed cards could pass through the dimensional spatial rift.

Fang Heng slowly raised his hand forward, aiming at the purple spatial rift.

Just raising his hand, Fang Heng felt that he had used up almost all of his strength.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

His mental strength was almost exhausted, and his head was swelling so much that Fang Heng could barely hold on any longer.

Finally, Fang Heng raised his hand and aimed at the spatial rift, shouting softly, "Withdraw!"

"Chi!"

In an instant, the dimensional rift released an extremely powerful tearing force!

Along with the powerful tearing force, everything that was suspended around the dimensional rift was sucked into it.

"Pu!"

A muffled sound.

The rift instantly disappeared.

Tables, chairs, tea sets...

Everything that was sucked into the rift also disappeared.

In the next moment.

Fang Heng's pupils constricted!

He seemed to have expected what was about to happen and hurriedly raised his hands to block his face.

"Bang!"

In the space, the point where the spatial rift had disappeared exploded out of thin air!

At the same time, a powerful repulsive force bounced out from the point in the space.

Tables, chairs, casting materials, and everything else that had just been sucked into the spatial rift were repelled by the spatial rift and bounced out in all directions from the exploded space.

"Bang! Bang! Dong Dong!"

Miscellaneous items were sent flying one after another, crashing into the wall of the room, and then falling to the ground.

The room was a mess.

"Phew!!!"

Fang Heng put down his hand and let out a loud breath.

Too d*mn tired!

Fang Heng simply lay flat on the ground, breathing heavily.

Constructing a dimensional rift was like staying up all night to play more than forty disappearing games!

It was clearly stated in the information flow that the activation of the dimensional rift was simple, but it was actually so troublesome in reality.

"No! I can't sleep now!"

"There are still more than 10 hours left, I need to continue fighting."

Fang Heng struggled to turn over on the ground.

The good news was that the verification was successful, at least he was sure that he could open the dimensional rift.

Moreover, apart from the three special materials needed to open the dimensional rift, most of the other games had them.

In theory, he only needed to take six hours to bring the special materials into the game in three sessions. At that time, he would be able to open the rift in the game and completely seal Hila's tissue samples!

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Chapter 499 Seal Completed

"I won't waste any more time!"

With this thought, Fang Heng lay on the ground and casually grabbed a rare material on the ground. He stuffed it into his space-time jump backpack and closed his eyes on the spot.

A magic array appeared below Fang Heng's body. Countless greenish-black tentacles stretched out from the magic array and pulled Fang Heng firmly into the magic array. After a while, the magic array dispersed and Fang Heng disappeared.

A minute and a half later, Mo Jianghe and Cheng Jingguo stepped into the room together.

Cheng Jingguo looked around the room and his expression changed slightly.

Obviously, the traces and aura left in the room had explained everything.

Someone had opened a dimensional rift here!

But…

Where was he?

Cheng Jingguo couldn't help but look at Mo Jianghe from the side. "Mr. Mo, this…"

Pang Feilong also rushed over at this time.

"Mr. Mo, Teacher Cheng, you were looking for me?"

Cheng Jingguo couldn't help but ask first, "Teacher Pang, who booked this room?"

"Oh, it's Fang Heng. He came around dinner time and asked me for an empty room, as well as a lot of rare materials."

Although he had already confirmed the answer in his heart, now that he had received Pang Feilong's final confirmation, Cheng Jingguo still felt surreal.

"This…"

Cheng Jingguo turned to look at Mo Jianghe. "Then where is Fang Heng? Why did he disappear? Did he lose control?"

"No, if he lost control, his aura will definitely be much more violent than now."

Mo Jianghe felt a little strange as well. He shook his head and nodded at Pang Feilong. "Teacher Pang, there's nothing much. I'm just making sure. You can go back to work

first."

"Okay, I'll go first."

After Pang Feilong left, Mo Jianghe walked into the room and carefully checked the situation inside.

Cheng Jingguo still couldn't understand. "Mr. Mo, Can Fang Heng really do it?" "Theoretically, yes. This requires an extremely powerful sealing technique talent."

As Mo Jianghe spoke, he carefully observed the messy room.

He noticed some special traces.

"Cheng Jingguo, today's matter must be kept a secret from the public."

Cheng Jingguo rarely saw Mo Jianghe show such a serious expression. He nodded and said, "Yes, okay."

"Hahaha!" Mo Jianghe laughed and patted Cheng Jingguo's shoulder. "Don't be so nervous. Since we're already out, let's go and continue drinking. We didn't have a good time just now."

(Hint: Player has obtained the tissue sample of Hila for the first time*5. Player has obtained the main storyline contribution points*10,000.)

"Including the initial tissue sample, the two that we found together, and the four tissue samples of Hila that the Dark Knights have collected, we now have a total of seven tissue samples of Hila. There are only five left."

Lucia handed the special boxes collected by the Dark Knights to Fang Heng and asked, "Fang Heng, the coordinates of the next nearest hiding place of Hila's tissue is in the southern region. Are we going to go there now?"

Fang Heng opened the map and looked at it.

The hiding places of the 12 boxes were precisely marked by Tang Bai.

The last two boxes were extremely remote.

Even with the help of the Dark Knights' nearest teleportation point, it would still take him half a day just to go there and back.

He needed to spend some time completing the seal, and it seemed that he would need the help of the Federation to find the boxes.

After all, the Federation had been working very hard for the main storyline mission during this period of time. He needed to give them a chance to show off.

If everything went smoothly, he estimated that he would be able to gather all 12 tissue samples of Hila tomorrow afternoon.

"We won't be going over personally. I still have to think of a way to completely seal the tissue samples of Hila."

Fang Heng pondered for a moment before looking at Mo Jiawei. "Old Mr. Mo, what's the situation on the Federation's side?"

"They said that they've already found three samples, but they encountered some trouble on the way back. It'll probably take some time."

"However, Tang Bai has already sensed that three samples of Hila's tissue have already gathered together half an hour ago. The Federation is playing tricks with us again."

Mo Jiawei revealed a disdainful expression and said, "They even thought that they were smart enough to teleport the tissue samples, thinking that by doing so, we wouldn't be able to find the samples."

"Heh." Fang Heng chuckled, "Alright, then we still have to continue playing dumb. Tell them the location of the last two Hila's tissue samples and ask them for more materials. You go and communicate with them. Act like it and don't screw it up."

"No problem. Leave it to me. I guarantee that it will be done properly."

Mo Jiawei made an 'OK' gesture to Fang Heng as he thought of something else.

"Oh right, God, the Federation has also started to purchase ladybugs. Right now, a lot of people are choosing to sell their captured ladybugs to the Federation. Should we increase the price?" "Ha? Federation? Ladybugs…"

Hearing this, Fang Heng immediately felt a little baffled.

He was collecting ladybugs to obtain a sealing technique level, and the Federation was also buying ladybugs?

Could it be that the Federation was also farming?

Most likely not.

Fang Heng pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "Why don't we secretly sell ladybugs to the Federation later?"

"Uh, okay…"

Mo Jiawei nodded his head silently.

When he heard that the Federation was buying ladybugs, he felt that something was wrong.

Now, he heard that Fang Heng was going to sell them…

Mo Jiawei decided to give up on this.

He felt that the game between God and the Federation was too challenging, so it was normal that he didn't understand.

After discussing with Mo Jiawei, Fang Heng brought Lucia and Mo Jiawei back to the basement of the prison.

Seeing that he had more than half of the tissue samples, Fang Heng was prepared to seal some of them first. It would be a wild ride say if all the tissue samples of Hila gathered together and triggered some special plot that would directly revive Hila.

"A total of seven tissue samples of Hila."

Lucia stood beside Fang Heng and carefully protected him.

"Okay."

Fang Heng nodded and cleared out an empty space in the center of the studio. He signaled a few zombies to take the sealing materials and surround Hila's tissue samples.

The zombie clones began to seal the tissue samples of Hila.

The good news was that although the tissue samples of Hila had a strong vitality, they didn't have independent consciousness.

This writhing piece of flesh doesn't move or fight back.

(Hint: Your zombie clone failed to seal.]

(Hint: Your zombie clone failed to seal.]

(Hint: Your zombie clone failed to seal…]

A string of messages about the failure of the seal came out.

Hila's tissue strength was much stronger than Fang Heng expected.

Two minutes later, after two pages of the game log, the flesh on the ground finally lit up with a faint light.

A line of small words appeared in front of Fang Heng's eyes.

(Hint: Your zombie clone has completed the seal. Through the occult ritual, your sealing talent 0.008!]

The success rate was very low, only about 1%.

Fang Heng reached out his hand and took the card after the seal was completed.

[Item: Sealed tissue sample of Hila.)

Description: A high-strength unknown life form is sealed on this piece of card.

Description: The sealed life form has high strength. This card is a special item. It cannot be put into a backpack or pass through the spatial rift.

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Chapter 500 Expulsion

Fang Heng quickly glanced at the card's description.

Fortunately, there was no such thing as 'unable to be thrown into the dimensional rift'.

Next, he would open the dimensional spatial rift, throw it into the rift, and complete the mission!

Fang Heng took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind down completely.

But before he could take out the casting materials he had prepared beforehand, he heard a 'bang'.

The card exploded.

(Hint: Your seal has failed.]

Hila's tissue sample also fell to the ground with a thud.

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment.

"D*mn it!"

Fang Heng cursed softly.

He realized that he had encountered a big problem.

According to his previous experience, living creatures could only maintain their sealed state for at most three minutes after completing the seal.

Only three minutes!

This was not enough for him to complete the opening of the alternate dimension spatial rift!

He needed to be fully focused when constructing the spatial rift. He could not control the zombie clone to seal and at the same time, open the spatial rift.

Fang Heng scratched his head.

Lucia stood by the side. She saw Fang Heng's distressed look and stepped forward to volunteer, "Fang Heng, are you in trouble? Can I help?"

"Hmm… let me think about it."

Fang Heng thought for a moment. Lucia could indeed control a zombie clone.

However, asking her to help was too dangerous.

Even he was cautious when controlling the dimensional rift. If he was not careful, Lucia might be dragged into the dimensional rift as well…

Unlike non-living beings, once a life form was dragged into the dimensional rift, it would most likely die.

Fang Heng did not want to take this risk unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Lucia, I've encountered a problem." Fang Heng tried to describe the problem, "The duration of the seal is too short, and the spatial rift needs a period of time to open. I can't split my attention to create the seal and open the spatial rift at the same time."

"Then…"

Lucia did not quite understand either. She suggested, "Can't we let someone else do the

seal?"

Fang Heng thought to himself that it was impossible to ask for help now. Although Mo Jiawei's luck was heaven-defying, he didn't know how long it would take for him to reach Level 10.

It was also impossible to find someone from the outside to come to District 8.

Currently, District 8 was still under newbie protection. Players from the high-level game world couldn't enter, and only players who had transferred servers could enter.

However, once they completed the game world, the player's skill level would all be reset to zero.

At that time, it would be a blank slate. Even if they came, they would not be able to help.

"Then, can we extend the sealing time? For example, try to seal it multiple times?"

"That won't do either. The skill level has already reached the upper limit. The longest sealing time is estimated to be three minutes. There's no way to extend it…"

As Fang Heng spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up!

That's right! There's such a move!

In his excitement, Fang Heng hugged Lucia, "Lucia, you've helped a lot. You're really a genius!"

This was the first time that Fang Heng had taken the initiative to hug Lucia. Lucia felt her body go soft, and she let out a soft grunt.

"Fang Heng, I…"

Russian nesting doll!!

These three words appeared in Fang Heng's mind.

In theory, ordinary players couldn't extend the seal by a small number of times.

But he was different. He had a large zombie team, and it was enough to complete this move!

Fang Heng let go of Lucia, turned around, and stared at the zombie team with a burning gaze.

If one level didn't work, then two levels!

If two levels didn't work, then three levels!!

Fang Heng immediately gave the order to the zombie team.

More than twenty zombie clones crowded together and stuck the completed rune to the tissue sample of Hila.

(Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal.]

(Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal.]

[…]

(Hint: Your zombie clone has completed the seal of the unknown tissue sample! Through the occult ritual, your sealing talent 0.008.]

It's here!

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat!

Different from before, the second batch of zombies didn't stop. They walked toward the piece of card left behind after the seal was completed and sealed it again!

(Hint: Your zombie clone has failed to seal…]

(Hint: Your zombie clone has completed the seal of the unknown tissue sample! Through the occult ritual, your sealing talent 0.006.]

It worked!

This method worked!

Fang Heng was ecstatic. He asked the zombies to continue sealing the tissue sample after they had completed two rounds.

As time passed, the seal of the Hila's tissue sample was broken and strengthened again and again.

The game hint in Fang Heng's vision refreshed quickly.

An hour later, Fang Heng picked up the card and looked at it.

(Hint: You have obtained the sealed… sealed unknown creature.]

Hahahaha!

Success!

Every time he used the nesting doll method, the activity of Hila's tissue sample seemed to be weakened by a layer. After nearly a hundred rounds of sealing, the success rate of the seal was directly increased to 5%.

Fang Heng picked up the card.

It was estimated that this seal could last for at least 10 minutes!

It was enough for him to complete the opening of a spatial rift!

Fang Heng's gaze shifted to Lucia behind him.

"Lucia, I'm going to open the spatial rift next. Stay away from me, be careful."

"Okay, okay."

Lucia's expression was solemn. She nodded, held the dagger and carefully protected Fang Heng behind her.

Fang Heng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

A dimensional door appeared in the sea of consciousness.

"Ka!!"

A soft sound.

A purple-red flame appeared in front of Fang Heng!

Fang Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

The flame dispersed. A familiar purple rift appeared in front of him.

Lucia took half a step back and looked at the rift in front of Fang Heng vigilantly.

She felt an unprecedented fear from that tiny rift.

"Chi Chi!!!!"

A powerful tearing force was released from the rift!

The space distorted strangely.

Everything nearby was torn apart by the rift!

Materials, props, zombie clones, including the sealed tissue sample of Hila!

Lucia stood behind Fang Heng, clutching the dagger in her hand tightly. Her powerful expression made her forehead break out in cold sweat.

Fang Heng stared at the rift and shouted softly.

"Withdraw!"

"Swoosh!!"

In an instant, the dimensional rift disappeared along with everything around it.

Fang Heng relaxed his spirit and immediately raised his hands to block in front of him.

"Bang!!!"

A dot in space suddenly exploded!

The experimental materials that had just been sucked into it exploded one after another and flew out in all directions.

A row of game hints appeared in Fang Heng's vision.

(Hint: Your zombie clone is dead.]

(Hint: Your zombie clone is dead.]

(Hint: …]

(Hint: Determining…]

(Hint: Determining success. You have successfully expelled the tissue sample of Hila from the Zombie Apocalypse (District 8).]

(Hint: You have expelled the tissue sample of Hila*1. You have chosen the main storyline ending-Final Purification. You have obtained 20,000 main storyline contribution points. Current completion rate (1/12).]

(Hint: If there are multiple players who have chosen the ending-Final Purification, all players will share the mission and only one player will complete the final main storyline mission. The player who has completed the highest number of Hila's tissue extermination (sealing or expulsion) will receive the main storyline mission reward.)

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Chapter 501: The Last Five Copies

It was completely resolved!

Fang Heng felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders.

Although it was different from the seal he had previously expected.

Hila's tissue sample seemed to have been expelled into the spatial rift.

Based on this deduction, Hila's tissue sample might still be alive in the dimensional space that it was thrown into.

Combined with the game hint he had seen earlier, the dimensional space might also be a higher-tier world?

Looking at the rows of messages that appeared on his retina, Fang Heng muttered to himself.

Waves of weakness came over.

The aftereffects of opening the alternate dimension rift appeared.

Fang Heng took a deep breath and focused his attention on not thinking about anything else for the time being.

He did not care about anything else.

He had a clear goal. First, he had to take down the ownership of District 8!

He could obtain 20,000 contribution points by expelling the tissue sample of Hila once. The Federation was simply unable to compete with him for the final ownership of District 8!

...

After verifying the success of the nesting doll tactic, the next step was to complete the seal.

The next time, the remaining 6 tissue samples of Hila could be thrown into the dimensional rift together. Once it was done, the main storyline ending reward would be firmly in his hands!

After all, opening the dimensional rift was too d*mn tiring!

With this thought in mind, Fang Heng gulped down a bottle of coffee and gave the order to the zombie clones to continue sealing.

...

District 8 of the Federation.

Meeting room.

"Reporting, Leader. The unknown tissue samples have been teleported. Currently, we have obtained three samples of the unknown tissue samples, and we have already mobilized a large number of NPC researchers to enter the secret research institute."

"It is expected that the research on the tissue samples will have some feedback within a month."

"In addition, the collection of ladybugs is also being actively carried out. Currently, we have collected 12,000 ladybugs, and we are still collecting them."

Han Jiong nodded. "Well done. What about Fang Heng?"

"The Prison Army has raised a lot of material requirements from us. According to your instructions, we have met all of Fang Heng's requests."

"Fang Heng seems to be busy with other things. Mo Jiawei has been communicating with us the whole time."

Han Jiong nodded, and his tone was a little doubtful. "So he didn't find anything? He didn't suspect anything?"

The rapporteur frowned, "Uh, according to the feedback from researcher Xin Mengchao, Fang Heng's side didn't have any anomalies. After receiving the resources, Mo Jiawei told us the coordinates of the latest two unknown samples."

"Ha, Fang Heng..." Han Jiong chuckled and said, "It's not that Fang Heng didn't suspect anything, but he knew how to judge the situation and was willing to exchange the unknown sample for a large number of resources."

"A smart choice. This is good for both of us."

Han Jiong muttered to himself and raised his head to ask, "How is the latest progress of the search for the two unknown tissue samples?"

"The coordinates of the two tissue samples are quite far away, and there are no available teleportation points nearby. We have already sent out the orders to the commanders of each division at the first moment to send out elite players. If everything runs smoothly, we expect to complete the collection of tissue samples by noon tomorrow."

"Okay!"

...

After a busy day, Kou Huai got off work and went home.

His footsteps were heavy.

Too many things had happened in the past few days, and the heavy pressure made it hard for him to breathe.

Night Owl had insisted that Fang Heng was not in District 7.

However, Kou Huai had already made up his mind about one thing.

Fang Heng must be plotting against District 7!

When he got home, Kou Huai turned on the light and closed the door.

There was a man standing in the room.

He had a round face.

Kou Huai was used to Ji Qiubei's unpredictable movements. He did not have much of a reaction and put down his briefcase as usual.

"Is the main storyline mission of District 8 alright?"

"It's alright. Everything is going according to plan. Fang Heng is willing to share the mission of District 8 with us."

Kou Huai narrowed his eyes. "No, he is not a person who is willing to share."

"It seems that you have misunderstood him. I think he is a person who understands the situation very well."

"Whatever."

Kou Huai did not want to argue with Ji Qiubei. He walked past Ji Qiubei, opened the fridge and took out a bottle of orange juice. "Do you know how Fang Heng solved the main storyline mission?"

"Not yet." Ji Qiubei shrugged, "We don't have time to pay attention to this for the time being. I've received the latest request from the higher-ups. Three days later, we'll start from District 7 and open the space passage to invade District 5. We must complete the collection of resources within a week. They can't wait any longer."

"I know. Leave District 7 to me. I won't lose again this time." Kou Huai said as he slowly poured a glass of orange juice into his cup and handed it to Ji Qiubei. "Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't underestimate him."

Ji Qiubei stared at Kou Huai for a moment and took the juice from him.

"Thank you. I got it."

...

The next day.

The sun was hanging high in the sky.

More than ten military trucks were driving on the highway, forming a chain.

The trailers behind two of the trucks were filled with red metal buckets, while the trailers behind the remaining eight trucks were filled with vine zombies.

Behind them, the eight fusion Tyrant forms dragged a huge cart as they chased after the huge truck.

On the cart were also densely packed vine zombies.

On the cart, Tang Bai, who was sitting in the back seat, closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. He nodded and said, "Yes, Fang Heng. I've confirmed that the remaining five samples of Hila's tissue samples are all gathered at the coordinates two kilometers away from us."

"No problem."

Fang Heng nodded and drained another bottle of coffee into his mouth. Then, he casually threw the empty bottle out of the window.

The Federation!

What a bunch of fighters!

They worked through the night and collected the last two samples of Hila's tissue samples so quickly.

Fang Heng silently gave the Federation a thumbs up in his heart.

His spirit was roused for a moment. Then, he took a final look at the time.

It had been two days since he had spent 300 King of Gods' points to renew the contract.

There was less than an hour left before the rankings were announced.

If he wanted to extend the contract for another 24 hours, he would need to spend 300 King of Gods' points.

That was enough!

He had to carry out his plan. If nothing unexpected happened, one hour would be enough.

Fang Heng decided to save a little.

After all, 300 King of Gods' points was enough for him to buy a lot of things.

His goal was clear. He just needed to seal the last five tissue samples of Hila which were in the Federation's hands, throw them into the dimensional rift and complete the main storyline ending mission! He would receive the final SSS main storyline ending reward! He would receive the final ownership of District 8!

"Everyone, the mission target this time is to find the tissue samples of Hila. After that, we will stay in the shelter for a period of time. I will seal them and completely solve this apocalyptic world. We will bring their researchers back with us if everything goes well."

"Go, go, go!"

Mo Jiawei could not help but feel excited.

From the start of the game until now, they had been involved in the main storyline mission a long time ago. Not only did they have to work hard, but the Night Owl organization had also caused trouble for them. They had stumbled all the way until now.

Now, hope was right in front of their eyes!

District 8 was about to be taken by Fang Heng!

The rise was just around the corner!

F*ck! It was burning!

Mo Jiawei thought about the future and unconsciously clenched his fists.

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Chapter 502: Fall

More than ten minutes later, the truck stopped by the roadside.

In front, there was a shelter building.

Mo Jiawei took the lead and jumped down from the truck. He took out a telescope to observe the shelter in the distance, then lowered his head to compare the map in his hand.

"God, this place was originally a geological research base in the wild. After the Zombie Apocalypse, it was abandoned. After the Federation conquered it, it was transformed into a large-sized shelter."

Fang Heng, Lucia and the others got off the truck and looked at the target building from a distance.

"It looks pretty good. Let's start now."

Fang Heng rubbed his shoulders.

The war against the Federation for the Hila's tissues had long been planned. He had prepared a welcome gift for the federal shelter in advance.

"Chi... Chi Chi..."

The metal buckets on the trailer at the back of the truck were pushed up one by one.

Under the control of Fang Heng's consciousness, numerous light purple mutant worm bodies crawled out of the metal buckets.

The mutant worm bodies that had caused a stir in District 7!

Mutant worm bodies that had accumulated two days' worth of fusion Tyrant form.

...

It was time to see their performance.

"Gulp..."

Seeing these dense worm bodies up close, Mo Jiawei swallowed his saliva and his body shivered.

His agoraphobia was acting up again.

The mutant worm bodies almost turned into a purple squirming river, slowly flowing toward the federal shelter in the distance.

...

In the shelter.

On the sentry tower, several Federation players were on duty every day as usual.

A Federation player noticed something, frowned and looked into the distance.

"Hey, look, what's that?"

Noticing the anomaly, he immediately raised his binoculars and looked towards the purple 'river' in the distance.

"Bug... Bugs?"

The Federation player frowned.

"What bugs? What are you talking about?"

Another player took the binoculars and looked over.

When he saw the creatures in the distance clearly, the player's expression changed drastically.

They were really bugs!

A dense mass of light purple bugs!

He immediately remembered the pictures and information he had seen on the forum of District 7 not long ago.

The famous mutant worm bodies in District 7!

How could there be such a terrifying thing in District 8?!

"D*mn it! Mutant worm bodies! It's a zombie wave! A zombie wave is coming!!"

"Alert! It's a zombie wave!"

He shouted and sounded the emergency alarm in the shelter.

District 8 had only been in service for a short while, so the overall defense of the shelter was not as strong as District 7. There were only 20 automatic cannons in the entire large-sized shelter.

Most of them relied on the players to defend themselves.

Federation players in the shelter were urgently summoned. After they went online, they climbed up the sentry tower. Or they hid behind the cover and prepared to fight.

All the players felt great pressure.

Normal zombies were easy to deal with, but with so many bugs in front of them...

They had never dealt with such a situation before. They had never even seen it before!

"Attack! Don't let them get close!"

Gunshots rang out!

Facing the wave of mutant worm bodies, the players pulled the trigger crazily.

However, there were too many mutant worm bodies!

Normal guns could only deal limited damage to the mutant worm bodies.

Only the Molotov cocktail's continuous flame on the ground could resist the mutant worm bodies for a short period.

Grenades and Molotov cocktails were constantly thrown forward.

The commander of the shelter, Raymond, had cold sweat dripping down both sides of his face.

Last night, he gave a military order to the chief commander to ensure that he was always on alert for any movements from Fang Heng's side. No matter what happened, he would completely defend the shelter and protect the special tissue sample in the third basement!

He did not expect to encounter such big trouble today.

Who else could it be?

This mutant swarm must be controlled by Fang Heng from behind!

"Report! The reinforcements are on the way! Another 30 minutes and we will reach the scene! Superiors told us to resist the attack!"

30 minutes?

Raymond did not answer.

Holding out for three minutes in this situation would be recorded in history!

Raymond gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't we receive the news of the prison army's attack in advance?"

"Reporting sir, we haven't received any news about the prison. The prison still hasn't made any movements, and the Dark Knights haven't made any movements either."

Raymond's hand was covered in sweat, and he shut his mouth.

He suddenly realized that Fang Heng's strength was far stronger than their shelter!

He had not even used the strength of the prison and the Dark Knights and was able to force their entire shelter into a desperate situation.

What should he do now?

Faced with the attack of the mutant worm bodies, not to mention the orders of his superiors, even if he wanted to retreat with the sample, it was too late!

Looking around, he saw a dense swarm of insects.

There were simply too many of them!

Fang Heng stood on a high slope in the distance, looking at the federal shelter that was in a panic.

The Molotov cocktail was effective against the mutant worm bodies.

He controlled the mutant worm bodies to bypass the wall of fire formed by the Molotov cocktail on the ground. He divided the mutant worm bodies into more than a dozen groups, moving left and right in the flames. They surrounded the entire building and drilled into the enemy lines from all directions!

"D*mn it! They're coming!"

"Quick! Stop them!"

"Help me! It's climbing up!"

In less than two minutes, under Fang Heng's deliberate control, the outer defense of the shelter was completely paralyzed.

The worm bodies had climbed up the wall and went around the defensive line at the periphery.

They climbed onto the player's body and used their sharp mouthparts to tear holes under the player's skin. They climbed into the player's body at an extremely fast speed and quickly completed the parasitism!

At this stage, the players could not find any effective means to fight against the mutant worm bodies. They watched helplessly as the swarm broke through the defensive line, watched helplessly as they crawled into their companions' bodies and completed the parasitization in a short period, then, they watched as their companions were reduced to zombies under the painful howls!

For a moment, Raymond's ears were filled with the players' terrified screams.

"Retreat! We're returning to the laboratory and guarding the passage behind us!"

Raymond immediately led the remaining guards into the main control room and retreated to the third basement!

The area that needed to be protected at the periphery was too large. Only by hiding in the shelter and using the narrow passage could the worm body swarm be blocked!

In the distance, it was the first time Mo Jiawei had seen mutant worm bodies enter the battlefield. He was secretly speechless.

The mutant worm body's combat strength was too terrifying.

Before the fusion Tyrant form appeared, the periphery of the shelter had already fallen.

Mo Jiawei finally understood why Fang Heng had so easily shared the main storyline mission with the Federation.

With the fusion Tyrant form's strength, they could easily crush the Federation.

After all this time, Fang Heng did not care about the Federation in District 8!

Seeing the defense outside the shelter breakthrough, Fang Heng ordered the mutant worm bodies to attack the shelter.

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Chapter 503: Announced

"Fang Heng, aren't we leaving? "

Fang Heng glanced behind him at the vine zombies slowly climbing down from the trailer behind the truck.

"Yeah, it's about time. Let's go, " he said as he walked toward the shelter.

He had specially brought many vine zombies with him for the operation in anticipation of the Federation making a strong counterattack. It was better to be safe than sorry.

Once he found the Hila tissue sample, he would immediately rely on his zombie clones to seal the Hila tissue sample and throw the sealed card into the dimensional rift.

His goal was to complete the main storyline ending as soon as possible!

Eight fusion Tyrant forms ran past Fang Heng and quickly rushed to the front of the shelter. They raised their huge fists and smashed at the wall of the shelter's periphery.

Boom, boom, boom!

After a few consecutive punches, a huge hole appeared on the wall.

Fang Heng walked to the collapsed wall and glanced at the inside of the shelter, then took the lead in following the fusion Tyrant forms into the shelter.

All the buildings on the ground inside the shelter had been completely lost.

A few zombies infected with the mutant worm body were wandering in the passage.

After entering the shelter, everyone turned to look at Tang Bai at the same time.

...

Tang Bai closed his eyes and tried to sense the location of the Hila tissue sample. He opened his eyes and said, "The tissue sample is in the basement. It should be in the third basement. "

"Let's go. "

The fusion Tyrant forms opened a path in front of them smoothly. They followed the passage and went straight to the stairs leading to the third basement.

The invading mutant worm bodies crawled through the gaps in the shelter, trying to find any possible host.

Just as the group found the passage leading downstairs, Fang Heng paused.

A game hint appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hint: there are 20 seconds left before the announcement of District 8's main storyline contribution points leaderboard ranking. Player can choose to consume 400 main storyline contribution points and delay the announcement for an additional 24 hours. Do you wish to consume main storyline contribution points? "

Fang Heng refused and continued to move forward with the Tyrant forms.

20 seconds later, another game hint appeared.

"Hint: the main storyline progress of the current Zombie Apocalypse game has exceeded 50% . Main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings have been released. "

The next moment, including Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei, all the players in District 8 had a new game hint before them.

"Hint: the current main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings of District 8 have been released. The next stage of strengthening the Blood Moon will happen 13 days later. Please be careful! "

Mo Jiawei, who was excitedly following Fang Heng forward, received the game hint. He was instantly stunned and turned to look at Fang Heng. "Don't just stand there, Hurry! "

The news of District 8's main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings made the entire District 8 go into a frenzy.

What happened?

It hadn't been that long since District 8 opened.

Most of the players in the game had just built a shelter in the game, survived the precarious early challenges for a newbie, and lived from day to day.

Who would have thought that the main storyline was already more than half done? !

They had never seen such fast progress.

The players immediately opened the leaderboard rankings to check.

First on the rankings: Fang Heng.

Total points: 6,516,100

Second on the rankings: Mo Jiawei.

Total points: 24,700.

Third on the rankings: Ji Qiubei.

Total points: 10,900.

Fourth on the rankings: Chen Yu.

Total points: 3,100.

(Players with fewer than 1,000 contribution points are not shown).

The players were astonished by the first place's contribution points being so much higher than the second place's, but more so that the first place was Fang Heng.

How on earth did he do it? !

There was no way to discuss it on a large scale in the game, so offline, the official forum of District 8 instantly became lively.

Ever since Fang Heng went to District 7, the forum of District 7 had been full of curses, while the forum of District 8 had been quiet.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the king had returned, and the name Fang Heng had once again become repeatedly mentioned on the forum of District 8.

The players were all discussing the background of Fang Heng in District 8.

Following that, they began to dig at various depths, eventually digging out the prison where Fang Heng and North River Heavy Industry worked together in the game. They also dug out part of the story of the battle of wits and courage between Fang Heng and the Federation in District 7.

For a time, the players of District 8 had a great time eating melons.

Outside the game, Kou Huai also received the news at the first moment. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Fang Heng had the highest main storyline contribution points in District 8? And he had already surpassed the Federation by so much!

Kou Huai couldn't sit still anymore.

He had always thought that Fang Heng's trip to District 8 was a conspiracy. He had thought hard for a long time, but he had never expected to receive such an answer.

So Fang Heng went to District 8 to snatch the main storyline?

After the initial shock, Kou Huai could not help but narrow his eyes.

Perhaps it was a good thing for him!

The Night Owl organization had always had great expectations for District 8. They would definitely not let Fang Heng easily get the main storyline!

Hence, Night Owl would likely start largely focusing on the main storyline mission in District 8 and have a head-on conflict with Fang Heng.

As for him, he could use this time to do something!

With the news, Kou Huai suddenly felt that things had turned for the better again.

Perhaps he should terminate his cooperation with the Night Owl organization?

Kou Huai took a deep breath and entered the player forum of District 8.

Before making a decision, he needed to gather more information.

...

Chen Yu had already been locked up for a whole day for quarantine inspection.

During quarantine inspection, other than being monitored 24 hours a day and being unable to communicate freely with the outside world, everything else was fine.

He ate well and slept well.

Every morning during his break, he could go to the reading room to read some books. In the afternoon, there was still time for exercise, and at night, he could watch a few movies in the room.

Presently, Chen Yu was sitting in the reading room, casually flipping through the comic in his hands.

At the moment, the person he was most worried about was Fang Heng.

To be more precise, it was District 8.

He was worried that Fang Heng and the Federation would completely fall out.

With Fang Heng's personality, if he really didn't care and started a war with the Federation of District 8, the entire District 8 might become the next District 7, which was in a terrible state.

The ones who would suffer the most were the ordinary players.

Chen Yu did not want to see that happen.

"F*ck! "

The Federation guard who was playing with his phone at the entrance of the library could not help but shout.

In response, the other Federation guard who was reading seriously asked, "What's wrong? "

"Can you believe that the main storyline leaderboard rankings of District 8 have been released? It hasn't even been that long since District 8's been in service. "

"Really? "

"Duh. "

Hearing the conversation between the two guards, Chen Yu paused for a moment, then put down the comic in his hand.

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Chapter 504: Pretend

"Zombie Apocalypse, District 8? Main storyline? Could it be Fang Heng? ! "

Chen Yu knew very well that the Federation's current main storyline progress could not possibly reach 50% .

The person most likely to trigger the mission was Fang Heng!

Chen Yu stood up. "Bro, can I take a look at that news? "

"This... "

The intern guard hesitated for a moment before looking at his senior.

"Let him take a look. He's fine. I think he'll be released in a few days. "

The rookie guard stood up and walked to Chen Yu's side, handing him the tablet.

"Thank you. " Looking at the detailed list of District 8's contribution points for Zombie Apocalypse on the website, Chen Yu revealed a knowing expression.

It was indeed Fang Heng in first place on the contribution points leaderboard rankings.

He must have triggered the leaderboard rankings.

Chen Yu felt that he was already a little used to Fang Heng doing something unexpected.

But how did Fang Heng do it?

...

"You're done reading it, right? " the guard said as he took the tablet away.

At that moment, Chen Yu saw something out of the corner of his eye, and a realization hit him.

He stood rooted to the spot for half a second as a series of images flashed through his mind.

"Wait! ! ! " Chen Yu raised his head and grabbed the guard.

The guard frowned. "Hey, bro, don't make things difficult for me. "

"Let me see one last time! It's very important! "

The guard had no choice but to pass the tablet over.

Chen Yu's pupils constricted.

The person with the highest contribution points was Fang Heng all right, but the person with the third-highest contribution points was Ji Qiubei.

Chen Yu clearly remembered Ji Qiubei's name from when he stayed up to read information on Night Owl.

The Night Owl organization, an anti-federation force, had Ji Qiubei as their representative in the real world.

His special talent was an enhanced ability similar to disguising that was almost impossible to see through!

How could it be him!

Chen Yu remembered it clearly. He had seen with his own eyes that the person who had come into contact with the unknown tissue sample back then and obtained the main storyline contribution points should be the acting chief commander of District 8, Han Jiong.

But presently, the name on the leaderboard was Ji Qiubei!

There was only one reason for that to happen.

Chen Yu stared at the guard. "I want to see your highest-ranking officer immediately. I have an extremely important situation to report to my superiors! "

"Officers are not people you can see as you wish. You can apply for a meeting. In a few days, the superiors will make the necessary arrangements. " As the guard spoke, he pulled at the tablet from Chen Yu's hands, but the latter did not loosen his grip.

"The current acting commander of District 8 of the Federation is Ji Qiubei, a member of the anti-federal organization, Night Owl! "

The guard was stunned by what Chen Yu said. "What, what did you say? "

Chen Yu was so anxious that he almost shouted, "Quickly report it! "

...

In the third basement of the federal shelter, Raymond's cold sweat kept dripping down.

In less than ten minutes, there were only a dozen or so Federation players left in the entire federal shelter, including him.

Everyone raised their muzzles and aimed at the low-level metal door in front of them.

Behind them was the central research room.

They had nowhere to retreat.

The reinforcements from the Federation would arrive in at least 20 minutes.

Bang!

With a loud sound, a huge dent appeared on the tightly shut metal door.

Bang, bang! !

Boom! ! !

After three consecutive heavy impacts, the metal door was smashed open by the fusion Tyrant form.

What kind of monster was that?

A Tyrant? !

Bang, bang, bang, bang! !

The players instinctively pressed the trigger and wildly shot forward.

Meanwhile, the fusion Tyrant form used both hands to block the eyeball at its chest and rushed forward.

"Quickly dodge! "

In the narrow passage, the players tried their best to split and retreat in all directions.

Bang! ! !

The fusion Tyrant form that was charging forward crashed into the metal door of the research room that was at the rear.

It then turned around and raised its hands forward.

Screech, screech, screech...

The right hand of the fusion Tyrant form extended out a fine vine body and shot it at the players at high speed!

"Retreat! Dodge! "

The players dodged to the best abilities within the narrow space, dodging the vine attack of the Tyrant form. At the same time, they tried their best to counterattack.

But normal bullets were almost useless against the fusion Tyrant form!

Raymond gritted his teeth and loaded the last flame bullet.

Boom! !

Hit by the flame bullet, the fusion Tyrant form could not help but fall back, the vines on its body burning up.

"Quick! ! Fire! Think of a way to stall him! The reinforcements will be here soon! " Raymond shouted, trying to boost their morale.

Every second they held on, the chances of the reinforcements successfully arriving in time would increase!

As soon as he finished speaking, Raymond heard heavy footsteps coming from behind.

Raymond turned his head, his expression changing drastically.

Three more black-colored fusion Tyrant forms passed through the passage and rushed toward the players.

Screech!

A Tyrant form rushed in front of Raymond and lifted him up in the air.

Screech, screech, screech...

Raymond's eyes widened. He watched as the right hand of the fusion Tyrant form split into fine vines and forcefully poured them into his mouth.

In a short moment, the last dozen Federation soldier in the passage was completely wiped out.

Fang Heng and his group of four others walked out from behind the passage.

Tang Bai sensed for a moment and nodded. "Yes, the last remaining tissue sample is behind the door. "

Fang Heng walked forward and was about to control the fusion Tyrant forms to kick open the metal door when he was stopped by Tang Bai.

"It's a high-strength alloy door. I'll be faster. " As he spoke, Tang Bai closed his eyes and placed his hand on the card reader at the door.

A few seconds later, a clear hint sounded.

"The lock has been unlocked. Welcome, Dr. Fang Heng. "

Ka!

The alloy door opened.

Fang Heng glanced at the interior of the research institute hall and whispered to the few of them, "Be careful. "

After saying that, Fang Heng was the first to step into the room.

In the spacious hall, Han Jiong stood alone in the middle. "Fang Heng, I've heard a lot about you. I didn't expect to meet you in such a way. "

He watched Fang Heng slowly walk into the hall. "You have always surprised me. I didn't expect you to have completed more than 50% of the main storyline of District 8, to attack the federal shelter and declare war on the Federation so decisively, and to break through the shelter's defenses and come here so quickly. "

Fang Heng looked at Han Jiong, who was speaking, then quickly looked away and began to size up the hall.

The research personnel in the entire hall had already left in advance, making it seem very empty.

Behind Han Jiong, there were more than ten large cultivation pods built against the wall.

Five of the cultivation pods were in operation.

Found it! The Hila tissue sample! It was in the cultivation pod!

"Have you considered the consequences of becoming enemies with the Federation? " Han Jiong stared at Fang Heng. "You will be wanted by the Federation. Do you want to become an anti-federal organization member like Night Owl? Believe me, that kind of life isn't pleasant. "

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Chapter 505: Mechanized Transformation

"Is that so? Then what's your suggestion? "

The more critical the situation was, the more careful Fang Heng became.

He remained vigilant, trying to sense the possible dangers in the surroundings.

"I suggest you give up the mission in District 8, but I don't think you'll be willing. " Han Jiong stared at Fang Heng, took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, and gulped it down.

"You want the sample? Try it. "

Mo Jiawei gulped. Seeing Han Jiong's confidence, he whispered in Fang Heng's ear, "Something doesn't seem right. Did this guy take some powerful medicine? "

Lucia aimed at Han Jiong and pulled the trigger.

Bang! !

A loud gunshot sounded.

Han Jiong put his hands in front of him and took half a step back.

Blocking the bullet with his bare hands?

Lucia frowned slightly and put down the rifle in her hand.

"It's incredible, isn't it? " Han Jiong was very satisfied with the surprise on their faces. He rolled up his sleeves and revealed the alloy on his arm.

"It's equipment that can reduce the damage of bullets, and it's permanent equipment. "

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Mo Jiawei placed one hand in front of his right eye and used detection skill to obtain information about Han Jiong. He whispered, "Don't listen to his nonsense. It's a high-level mechanized transformation, probably obtained from the Wasteland Apocalypse. Its weakness is the high-intensity electric current, which can instantly disable it. "

"Interesting. Let me give it a go! " After confirming that there were no other hidden threats in the hall, Fang Heng strode toward Han Jiong.

Behind Fang Heng, a fusion Tyrant form rushed toward Han Jiong.

Han Jiong was shocked.

What was that? !

A fusion Tyrant form? !

When he saw the tall figure flashing out from the passage opening, the smile on Han Jiong's face instantly disappeared.

How could there be such a terrifying thing? !

Everything was out of Han Jiong's expectations.

Fang Heng could actually control the fusion Tyrant form in District 8?

Why? !

Han Jiong's mind went blank for a moment.

In the past, he only ever observed the Tyrant form through videos. Now that he was facing the Tyrant form, he felt immense pressure.

Whoosh!

A fist smashed fiercely toward Han Jiong's face, and he narrowly avoided it.

Bang! Bang, bang! !

Turning his head again, he saw another three fusion Tyrant forms charging toward him at high speed.

"It's over! " Han Jiong cried out in his heart.

He could still barely struggle against one fusion Tyrant form, but four at the same time? ! There was no way for him to dodge!

He had just dodged two attacks consecutively, but he could not dodge a third!

He could only raise his hands to block in front of him, trying his best to reduce the damage.

Bang! !

One of the fusion Tyrant forms sent Han Jiong flying.

"Uh... That's it? " Seeing Han Jiong being sent flying, Mo Jiawei subconsciously made that statement. Then, he realized something. "Look, his face... "

In the air, Han Jiong's face changed. A strange wrinkle appeared on his skin, as if he was shedding his skin.

"Eh? Is it a special disguise ability? "

Fang Heng was curious, and his gaze shifted to Han Jiong.

The mechanized transformation seemed to be quite powerful. The punch from the fusion Tyrant form actually didn't kill him?

Bang!

Han Jiong crashed heavily into the wall behind him.

Hiss...

Han Jiong sucked in a breath of cold air. He clenched his teeth and crawled up from the ground.

With the combination of the potion and the mechanized transformation, his overall attributes were already five times that of an ordinary person! He could even be immune to 80% pain!

But even so, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness when he faced the fusion Tyrant forms.

He had miscalculated!

It was not that the people of the Federation were too stupid to let Fang Heng destroy the shelter so quickly, but the combat ability of the fusion Tyrant forms had already exceeded the overall strength of District 8!

"Oh, so it's fusion Tyrant forms. I lost. No complaints. " Ji Qiubei pulled the corner of his mouth and tore off the festering skin on his face, revealing his original appearance, "Let me formally introduce myself. I'm Night Owl's Ji Qiubei. "

Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei at the side looked at each other.

It was a little unexpected.

Good heavens, the Federation could actually mess up like this?

To think that even the chief commander of District 8 would be impersonated by someone from Night Owl.

"Fang Heng, we can work together. I'll help you seize District 8. How about it? With my identity to rely on, you can easily take over District 8, and I... "

"No need. I can take District 8 myself. "

Ji Qiubei did not expect Fang Heng to reject so readily. He was stunned for a moment. "I suggest you consider it. It's not good to be too ambitious. "

"Thank you for your suggestion, but get lost! "

Thereafter, the fusion Tyrant forms took large strides forward and raised their huge fists.

"Don't be too full of yourself, Fang Heng! "

Realizing that the four fusion Tyrant forms were charging toward him again, Ji Qiubei immediately crushed the white sphere in his hand.

A white light flashed, enveloping Ji Qiubei within.

In the next instant, Ji Qiubei completely disappeared from the hall.

"He ran away? A special teleportation skill? "

"It looks like a prop. For a person who can disguise himself as the federal commander, it's not strange for him to have more life-saving abilities. Don't bother about him. " Fang Heng did not have the time to care about Ji Qiubei. He wanted to complete the mission quickly and seize the final ownership of District 8 before Night Owl and the Federation could react.

As he spoke, Fang Heng walked to the cultivation pod in front of him and pressed his hand on the cultivation pod to confirm the last five Hila tissue samples.

"Hint: player obtained 5 Hila tissue samples. "

Got it!

Fang Heng could not help but feel a little excited. He immediately shared the control authority of the fusion Tyrant forms with Lucia and took out the materials needed to make the seal from his backpack.

"Lucia, I will immediately seal the sample. Help me control the fusion Tyrant forms and stand guard. "

Lucia nodded solemnly. "Okay. "

...

Outside the shelter, a white light flashed.

Ji Qiubei appeared out of thin air.

He turned around and looked at the federal shelter that had fallen behind him with a ferocious expression.

The mission had failed.

Not only that, but he had also been tricked by Fang Heng! !

Fang Heng must have long prepared to attack the federal shelter! That was why he had generously given the Federation the information on the unknown sample body's coordinates!

He had actually been manipulated so thoroughly into helping Fang Heng find so many Hila tissue samples for nothing.

When he thought of that, Ji Qiubei wished he could tear Fang Heng apart!

"F*ck! It's always Fang Heng. It was the same back in District 5! Wait, District 5? " Thinking back to that time, Ji Qiubei frowned. He vaguely felt like he had grasped onto something.

Ji Qiubei sat down on the spot and rubbed his chin in deep thought.

"Hint: your survival radio has received an emergency message. "

"Liu Keyi: the Federation has found you. Commander wants you to retreat from District 8 immediately. Focus on District 7 first. Don't move. I will come and pick you up. We are only retreating temporarily. We will return to District 8 later. "

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Chapter 506: Undead

One hour later.

In the third basement of the Federation's central research room, a purple rift appeared in front of Fang Heng.

Dimensional Rift!

Zombies, equipment, paper, tables, chairs...

Miscellaneous items in the room formed a strange distortion and were sucked into the space around the dimensional rift.

Mo Jiawei stood behind Fang Heng, extremely nervous.

"Hint: you have received an emergency communication from survival radio. "

"Chen Yu: Han Jiong is being impersonated by someone from Night Owl! The Federation's investigating it now. By the way, what's with the sudden attack on the Federation's secret shelter? You guys found out about the Night Owl guy and went to investigate the matter, right? "

Huh? So informed?

Mo Jiawei was stunned for a moment before he replied.

"Mo Jiawei: Right! Ji Qiubei, the person from Night Owl! We've long discovered that there's something wrong with that guy! We had no choice but to fight with the Federation because of that lad! "

"Chen Yu: All right, I'll immediately report the specific situation to my superiors. Right now, the proxy commander of District 8 is Yu Jie. He has already ordered the Federation to stop all actions against the prison. The specific matter still needs to be thoroughly investigated. Remember, don't have any conflicts with the Federation. "

"Mo Jiawei: Okay! "

...

Pa!

A soft sound was heard.

Mo Jiawei's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately closed the mission description and looked forward.

The dimensional rift swiftly sucked in all the surrounding items and disappeared.

Fang Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

Bang!

The spacial point exploded with a bang.

The items and materials that were sucked in earlier were all ejected out from the exploded space.

A game hint appeared in Fang Heng's retina.

"Hint: your zombie clone is dead... "

"Hint: you have driven out 5 Hila tissue samples. You have received 100,000 main storyline contribution points. "

"Hint: current ending, Final Purification, completion rate: (12/12) . "

"Hint: you have completed the hidden main storyline ending, Final Purification (SSS) . "

"Hint: you are entering the calculation state. Calculating... "

"Hint: you have completed the main storyline ending, Final Purification. You have obtained the corresponding Final Purification ending exclusive skill reward, Undead. "

"Exclusive skill description: this skill is unique and can not be leveled up. If there are subsequent players who have completed the ending, they will not be able to obtain the skill reward "

"Hint: player's main storyline contribution points in District 8 have been synthesized. Player has obtained 7,586 main storyline contribution points. "

"Hint: you are ranked first in District 8 in terms of contribution points ranking. You have obtained the final authority to control the Zombie Apocalypse of District 8. You have unlocked a special page: server position. "

"Hint: you can freely change Zombie Apocalypse in District 8 on the server position page. "

"Hint: your Occult ritual skill has been enhanced. "

Skill? Enhanced? Server position?

The series of rewards made Fang Heng's heart beat faster.

He immediately opened the character attribute page and looked through them one by one.

First was the main storyline contribution points reward.

7,586 points!

Haha! He had struck it rich!

He had been in the game for so long and had previously worked so hard to accumulate only 703 points. However, he got rich overnight!

Fang Heng continued to open the skill panel to take a look.

"Skill: Undead (Exclusive, can not be leveled up, soul binding, passive effect in all worlds without any weakening or enhancement) "

Skill description 1: after mastering the skill, the player's cells will undergo a special transformation and will not continue to age. Player will not be affected by illness, weakness, aging, and deprivation of five senses (player will still feel sleepy and need to rest) .

Skill description 2: every 0.5 seconds, player will clear all current negative physical status and effects (including and not limited to bleeding, dislocating, blindness, physical dizziness, sprain, etc) .

Skill description 3: player will gain rapid regeneration after losing a limb. Player will gain 12% maximum HP recovery effect every second.

Skill description 4: player's HP will not be reduced below 8% when hit by physical attacks.

Undead!

Fang Heng's breathing became rapid.

Powerful and abnormal self-recovery ability! Moreover, it would make oneself not be killed by physical damage!

In front of physical damage, it was a shield.

At the current stage, there were almost no magic attacks in such a low-tier game world!

He was almost invincible!

Coupled with the fact that the zombie clones could inherit the skill effect, the 12% HP recovery effect and physical damage of the zombie clones could not kill them.

It was awesome.

Unless the difference in level was too big, the 12% recovery ability would be even more advantageous in a battle of attrition!

Fang Heng could imagine that his zombie team's combat strength had once again increased significantly!

If there was a skill score, the skill should be rated as SSS.

Choosing the hidden ending to complete it was indeed the right choice!

Wait a minute...

Thinking about it carefully, the Undead skill effect might be a powerful skill corresponding to the Hila tissue's immortal recovery and the hidden ending, Final Purification.

Fang Heng still had another branch of the hidden SSS ending mission left called: Eternal Crimson Moon.

If he completed that hidden ending, would he be able to obtain a unique skill that was comparable to Undead?

F*ck!

That guess was definitely not wrong!

Normal ending rewards were definitely not as good as SSS hidden ending rewards!

Now that the main storyline of District 8 was completed and the main storyline of District 5 was ruined, the only hope left was District 7!

Fortunately, Fang Heng had already begun to collect the Hila tissue samples in District 7.

As long as he could think of a way to resurrect Hila, he could also conveniently take down the hidden mission of District 7.

As he thought of that, Fang Heng licked his lips.

He could be greedy this time, no, he had to be greedy!

Fang Heng made a decision and continued to open the character panel to check.

On the far right side of the character panel, there was an extra row that said: server position.

Fang Heng reached out and tapped on it.

In the next moment, a bunch of information was forced into his mind.

At the same time, a series of game hints appeared.

"Hint: congratulations to the player for becoming the World Lord of Zombie Apocalypse Server 8. "

"Hint: player's identity has been upgraded to World Lord. "

"Hint: currently, Zombie Apocalypse Server 8 is in Newbie Protection mode. "

Fang Heng frowned as he digested the information that had just entered his brain.

After obtaining the ownership of District 8, he could control District 8.

There were two modes in the game world: Protection mode and Dispute mode. Each mode would last for at least seven days.

"Take District 8 as an example. Under the Protection mode, all the external and internal teleportation passages in District 8 are closed. Players can still sneak into District 8 through game equipment and special spatial passages. However, they will consume hundreds of times the energy as the price and not be able to invade on a large scale. "

As for the Dispute mode...

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Chapter 507 World Lord

"In the Dispute mode, all passages to the server position will be opened. District 8's Zombie Apocalypse world can declare war on another world that has entered Dispute mode.

"After leaving the novice stage, every once in a while, all the worlds controlled by the player will enter a period of forced Dispute mode…"

Dispute mode referred to conquering other worlds?

Fang Heng frowned as he carefully analyzed the information that was transmitted into his brain.

He suddenly realized that after District 8 activated the Tier 3 space tearing device, there were still many game worlds that could not be entered.

Those few worlds might already have a World Lord that set them to Protection mode.

"In that case…" After carefully digesting the information that flowed into his brain, Fang Heng realized a huge cheat key, Newbie Protection mode!

It was the best mode. Under it, all the passages in District 8 were forcefully sealed. To forcefully open the teleportation passage, one needed nearly 100 times the resources!

However, District 8 could open a passage to other unowned game worlds that had opened earlier.

For game worlds that were owned and set to be in Dispute mode, he could open a time passage to take a look!

Unfortunately, the Newbie Protection period was only three years from the start of the game. He still had a little over than two and a half years!

He still could not fully process the information in his brain and was making conjectures.

...

As he was thinking, a game hint appeared again.

"Hint: player has Server 8 Zombie Apocalypse level 5."

"Hint: current Server 8 is categorized under default normal tax rate at 0.05%, default tariff rate of 1%.".

"Hint: in Dispute mode, after the World Lord has completed the Tier 4 space tunnel (space tearing device), it can be shared with all the players in District 8 to use. The relevant restrictions regarding tariffs will also be lifted."

"Hint: according to the current Server 8 Zombie Apocalypse level, when a player who belongs to Server 8 Zombie Apocalypse receives main storyline contribution points as a reward, the World Lord will receive an additional 0.05% main storyline contribution points as a reward."

"Description: the maximum tax rate can be adjusted to 10%. When the tax rate goes higher than 0.05%, the tax will be partially borne by the player. ".

Fang Heng was stunned.

Tax rate? Main storyline contribution points for free?

Wait a minute. It didn't seem like it was all for free.

Every player who started off in or changed their server to District 8 would automatically receive the status of a District 8 player. All players who belonged to District 8 would receive a corresponding tax deduction before receiving the main storyline contribution points.

The current tax rate was 0.05% , which was equivalent to getting main storyline contribution points for free.

Fang Heng could also choose to max out the tax rate at 10%.

However, in that case, the remaining 9.95% of the main storyline contribution points would be obtained from the player.

Fang Heng rubbed his chin and thought carefully.

He had an epiphany.

It was a little different from what he had imagined

After a long time, District 8 seemed to have become his territory, and the players in District 8 seemed to be his henchmen.

However, at the moment, the henchmen in District 8 were too weak.

The main storyline contribution points earned by District 8 Zombie Apocalypse were close to zero.

As Fang Heng continued reading, more and more questions arose in his mind.

The current level of the world was level 5, so the level could be upgraded as well? What was the level up through?

Just as Fang Heng was confused, a few more messages popped up in his vision.

"Hint: Zombie Apocalypse's first World Lord has called for a regional voting conference. The conference will be held in three hours' time. Message: Congratulations, Fang Heng. I'm World Lord Wei Tao of District 1. Let's meet. I think we should have a lot to talk about."

Wei Tao?

What a familiar name…

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and then realized that he was the general manager of the Federation's Zombie Apocalypse region!

Regional conference?

What was that?

Fang Heng had too many questions in his heart.

The other player participating in the Council were also the World Lord of the Zombie Apocalypse Game?

Maybe he could get some useful information from them.

Fang Heng thought for a while before deciding

"Hint: you voted for it."

"Hint: more than half of the World Lords have agreed to participate in the conference. The conference will start in three hours."

Fang Heng continued to check the world settings.

Other than the external settings, there was also a series of internal settings.

The time of the Zombie Apocalypse and Blood Moon in District 8 could be adjusted freely, and the number of zombies spawning every day could also be adjusted manually.

At the extreme, he could even adjust the zombies to never spawn and the Blood Moon to never appear!

Fang Heng thought for a moment, then temporarily adjusted the Blood Moon's appearance to once every half a year. The rest of the settings remained unchanged.

The maximum number of players who could randomly enter District 8 every month, as well as the level and maximum number of players who could change their server to enter District 8, could also be changed.

Finally, there was the option of expulsion.

Expulsion?

Players who belonged to District 8 could be expelled from District 8?

There was actually such a move?

Fang Heng was shocked.

As long as he was willing, he could even wipe out all the players in District 8! He could completely turn District 8 into his own back garden!

Fang Heng felt some lingering fear, but also some relief.

Fortunately, he had won the final ownership of District 8. Otherwise, if he got kicked out of District 8 by the World Lord after building the prison to several thousand levels, he would feel too indignant.

Considering District 8's level, tax rate, and tariff, Fang Heng felt that in theory, he should let his District 8 have as many players as possible. When there were more players, he could get bonus main storyline contribution points.

Of course, it was better to have as many powerful players as possible. Half-baked players were not needed.

Fang Heng was not in a hurry to make a move and would observe for a while.

Outside the shelter, a small car stopped by the roadside.

"The plan failed. We have confirmed that Fang Heng can control the fusion Tyrant form in District 8. " Ji Qiubei's tone was low.

"It's not your fault. The commander already knows the details. " Liu Keyi nodded and said, "I'll take you to a safe place first. The commander is looking for you. We need you to return to District 7 immediately to take charge of the situation."

"Okay, " Ji Qiubei acknowledged.

He had already expected his identity to be exposed sooner or later.

Ji Qiubei thought, "The final ownership of District 8 hasn't been decided yet. I can leave it for now. Currently, the construction of District 7's time teleportation passage is the most important thing.'

"Fang Heng! Don't think that it's over just like that. I'll let you be arrogant for a few days first. I'll settle this score with you sooner or later!" he gritted his teeth and said fiercely as he got into the car.

Liu Keyi had just started the car. After driving for less than ten minutes, a game hint suddenly appeared in her vision.

"Hint: player Fang Heng has completed the final hidden ending of District 8, Final Purification."

"Hint: main storyline contribution points have been determined. Player Fang Heng has obtained the final ownership of District 8."

"This… " Liu Keyi's mind went blank for a moment. She turned her head to look at Ji Qiubei in disbelief.

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Chapter 508 Settled

The ownership of District 8 was settled?! How was that possible? The person who obtained the final ownership of District 8 was Fang Heng?! How did he do it? How long had it been since the announcement of the District 8 rankings?

Ji Qiubei could not believe what he had seen with his own eyes for a moment. His face instantly turned extremely pale.

He had been thinking of returning to District 8 to have a thorough battle with Fang Heng after dealing with the time passage in District

7.

But presently, the game hint had shattered all of his delusions.

Ji Qiubei's mind was buzzing.

Under normal circumstances, a player would need at least a few years to complete the main storyline.

How?

How did Fang Heng shorten such a long duration to a few months?!

Liu Keyi noticed Ji Qiubei's pale face, then turned back and continued to control the steering wheel.

"I've completely lost." After a long while, Ji Qiubei took a deep breath.

Only now did Ji Qiubei truly understand why Fang Heng would not hesitate to start a war with the Federation in order to seize the unknown sample body.

...

It turned out that Fang Heng had long reached the last part of the main storyline, the unknown sample body!

In comparison, his previous actions were terribly foolish!

"Mr. Ji, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. District 8 is no longer under our control. All those hiding in District 8 shall immediately enter hibernation mode. We need to focus all our attention on District 7 to complete the passage."

"All right. I'll immediately make the arrangements after we return to the shelter." Liu Keyi saw Ji Qiubei's unfriendly expression, then stopped herself from saying more.

"Say what you want to say."

"Mr. Ji, I was thinking that Fang Heng might have the ability to move between District 7 and District 8. In that case, after he takes over District 8, will he continue to attack District 7?"

Ji Qiubei was stunned and clenched his fists tightly. "Your reminder is timely."

Gradually recovering from the huge blow he said with a fierce glint in his eyes. "So, we need to think of a way to stop Fang Heng in advance…"

As he spoke, Ji Qiubei's body was gradually shrouded in a layer of white light.

What was going on?

Ji Qiubei realized that he could not move.

Immediately after, a line of game hints appeared on his retina.

"Hint: you have been expelled from District 8 by the World Lord."

In the office, Kou Huai browsed through the player forum of District 8, trying to analyze the difference in strength between Night Owl and Fang Heng.

Both of them were very interested in the final ownership of District 8, so the probability of them fighting was quite high.

Who would win in the end?

Hopefully, the battle would last a little longer.

As Kou Huai was thinking, his eyelids twitched.

Eh? Why was the forum stuck?

After being stuck for a full 0.5 seconds, the forum page automatically refreshed.

The entire forum of District 8 exploded with posts! Instantly, rows and rows of new posts were refreshed.

What was that?

Upon a closer look, Kou Huai suddenly stood up from his chair, his face full of disbelief.

He carefully checked it three times to make sure that he was not mistaken.

District 8… Fang Heng got District 8? Him?!

After a long time, Kou Huai sat back in his chair.

He felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, leaving only a shell.

In order to fight for the final main storyline of District 7, he had worked hard for nearly ten years.

Countless sleepless nights and more than half of his youth had been spent on it.

As for Fang Heng, he had used only a few months to easily complete the final main storyline of District 8 and obtain the ownership of District 8.

Why were the heavens so unfair?

After the initial indignance and extreme jealousy, a lingering fear rose from the bottom of Kou Huai's heart.

He knew Fang Heng's character from past research.

That greedy bastard!

After seizing District 8, he would definitely not give up so easily. He would definitely make a move on District

Their Federation had suffered repeated defeats against Fang Heng in District 7, and Night Owl in District 8 was not a match for Fang Heng. Fang Heng easily took the final main storyline from them.

Presently, even if he joined forces with Night Owl in District 7, Kou Huai felt that they would not be able to stop Fang Heng from invading District 7.

Ring, ring…

Kou Huai picked up the phone.

"It's me. You already know, right?"

Kou Huai's mood was heavy. He nodded and acknowledged. "Yes."

"He's a threat. You've also sensed it, right? He'll definitely make a move against District

7."

"Yes. You think so too?"

"We can't wait for him to make a move. We need to deal with him in advance. I already have a plan and need your help."

In District 8, Yu Jie immediately took action after becoming the acting chief commander of District 8.

Yu Jie felt that the matter of how to deal with Fang Heng was somewhat troublesome.

In the video conference, the Federation of District 8 was divided into two factions, and both sides were arguing endlessly over it.

"It's very obvious that all of this is the Night Owl organization's interference. They're trying to sow discord between our Federation and Fang Heng. We absolutely can not fall into the Night Owl's evil scheme!"

"I don't think so. From his previous actions, Fang Heng's attitude toward the Federation is not good. For example, District 7 is where Fang Heng acted behind the scenes…"

"Excuse me, the matter in District 7 has not been decided yet. There is no actual evidence to show that Fang Heng is controlling the Scavenger Army behind the scenes."

"We have strayed too far. Let's come back to the topic. Even if Night Owl is the one behind this incident, it is a fact that Fang Heng has destroyed our large-sized shelter. He has also caused a large number of casualties and material losses. It is not too much to hold Fang Heng accountable, right?".

Everyone in the video conference spoke one after another. Yu Jie felt his head ache listening to them.

Suddenly, Yu Jie's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Yu Jie showed a serious expression and picked up the call.

"Yes, sir. Yes, we're discussing the relevant issues. Okay, I understand. " Yu Jie quickly put down the phone and looked around the room. "Everyone, it's the chief commander of Zombie Apocalypse, Chief Wei."

Everyone immediately quieted down and looked at Yu Jie with a serious expression.

Wei Tao, Chief Commander of Zombie Apocalypse of the Federation!

He was the actual controller of Zombie Apocalypse District 1. He was also the first player in the Federation to complete the Zombie Apocalypse.

"Just a few minutes ago, Fang Heng completed the main storyline of District 8 and became the World Lord of District 8. Chief Wei requested that District 8 cooperate with Fang Heng. He will find a way to talk to Fang Heng about the details."

Hearing that, everyone who participated in the video conference had shocked expressions on their faces.

It was not because of Wei Tao, but because of District 8′ situation!

Even Chen Yu who was listening by the side was shocked.

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Chapter 509 Wei Tao's Plan

Fang Heng had already obtained District 8's ownership?

When did that happen?

Countless times, Fang Heng's actions would surprise Chen Yu, but he never thought that Fang Heng could actually obtain District 8's final ownership, and in such a short period of time!

After nearly half a minute of silence, the commanders of the various shelters in District 8 began to discuss in hushed tones.

They might not understand what it meant to be qualified for District 8, but they clearly knew how difficult it was to complete the main storyline!

And all the players knew in their hearts that the final ownership of every game world was very important.

It was so important that the Federation was willing to pay a huge price to fight for cooperation with Fang Heng!

The situation in District 8 was going to change completely.

The empty world was like a grayish-white photo.

Fang Heng found himself sitting on a stone chair.

"Hint: you have entered the Zombie Apocalypse joint conference. The maximum duration of this conference is 15 minutes."

"A new person has arrived. I didn't expect it to be a young lad. He's pretty good-looking."

...

Fang Heng abruptly turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

Tang Mingyue looked to be in her early twenties and had long chestnut-colored hair.

She held her face with both hands and sized up Fang Heng with a smile, her eyes revealing a smug expression.

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There was a "3" carved on the back of the stone chair behind her.

Fang Heng raised his head and looked behind

him.

Everyone was sitting on the same stone chair, the back of which was very high.

There was an "8" carved on the back of the chair behind him.

The number corresponded to the name of the Zombie Apocalypse server?

Fang Heng quickly scanned the surroundings.

There were a total of twelve seats in the space.

Did that mean that there were a total of twelve world servers for Zombie Apocalypse?

"There's no need to look further. There are only the four of us here." The person sitting on seat marked "6" was a foreigner, and he was short.

Seemingly having little patience, he casually said, "We meet once a month for official business. Since everyone is doing well, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I'll go back to my training."

"Wait. " On the seat marked "1", a middle-aged elder waved his hand. "Mikhael, it's rare for so many of us to be present. The next leveling phase is about to begin. How about we take this opportunity to discuss it?"

"No way. Leveling? Don't tell me you still have thoughts about leveling? " Mikhael's tone carried a hint of mockery, "Wei Tao, I understand the trouble your Federation is facing, but in my opinion, there's nothing to discuss. What else can we do with our Zombie Apocalypse's strength? Let's just do as we've done until now. I don't have much ambitions.

Fang Heng frowned as he listened. He didn't seem to have any information related to leveling up. "Everyone, I'm sorry. May I know what leveling up is?"

"Hehe, it's the upgrade of a region. "Tang Mingyue tilted her head and looked at Fang Heng, then stretched out a pale finger. "For example, District 8 of Zombie Apocalypse alone is a low-tier game world, and all the Zombie Apocalypse districts gathered together is called a region. Once the regions level up, the level of the entire Zombie Apocalypse game world will rise, and it will be upgraded to a mid-tier game world. Every year, the region has two chances to try to level up."

Fang Heng nodded, quickly digesting Tang Mingyue's information. "What happens after we become a mid-tier game? What benefits do we get?"

"Of course there are a lot of benefits. In my opinion, there are two most direct benefits. First, the mid-tier game world will have more main storyline contribution points as rewards for missions. As a World Lord, you can earn a lot of benefits by collecting taxes."

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Tang Mingyue sighed as she spoke, looking extremely distressed. "It's unlike now where relying on taxes and fees won't even warrant one 100 main storyline contribution points in a year. Finances are so tight that one can only be forced to sell one's body.".

Fang Heng looked at Tang Mingyue, deeply suspicious of what she said about selling one's body.

"Next is the teleportation passage. With the help of the space tearing device, low-tier game worlds can only open teleportation passages to low-tier and mid-tier game worlds. Only after advancing to mid-tier can one open the teleportation passage to the advanced game worlds."

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As she said that, Tang Mingyue sighed heavily again, looking like she had been wronged. "But this has nothing to do with me. Right now, my District 3 doesn't even have an NPC who can level up a Tier 2 space tearing device. It's already a dead end. Whether by leveling up or something else, as long as I can get points, I will consider it…"

Fang Heng glanced at Tang Mingyue, not believing a single word she said in the latter half.

He had an impression that when the teleportation of the Tier 3 space tearing device was first activated, only District 1 and District 6 of Zombie Apocalypse could not enter.

District 1's World Lord was Wei Tao, and District 6's World Lord was Mikhael.

As for Tang Mingyue's District 3, it had been in Dispute mode!

To be able to win the rights to a world with the Federation around, it was impossible for her to be a simple character.

"Fang Heng, I'm Wei Tao. "Wei Tao looked toward Fang Heng. "Our Federation has been preparing for this level up for a very long time. After we successfully level up, it will be extremely beneficial to our entire region. I hope that we can borrow the strength of District 8 this time."

He continued, "I know that there might have been some previous misunderstandings between you and the Federation. Believe me, these misunderstandings can be eliminated. We are very willing to cooperate with you."

"Of course, I also hope that."

"So you are willing to participate in this leveling up, right?".

Fang Heng lightly nodded and said after pondering, "I still need to think about it. District 8 is new and is very weak. Moreover, I still have many things to deal with…"

"No need to be humble. Everyone is amazed by your ability to gain ownership of District 8 within a few months.".

Hearing that, Mikhael's and Tang Mingyue's hearts skipped a beat and they looked toward Fang Heng.

Completing the final ownership mission within a few months?

After becoming a World Lord, they were less and less concerned about what happened in the outside world, but they still remembered the difficulty of completing the main storyline.

Only now did they realize that Fang Heng was even more powerful than they had imagined.

"Also, District 8 is still in the Newbie Protection stage. There's no risk for you in attempting to level up. The exact time of the leveling up has yet to be announced, so we still have some time to prepare. There's not much time left in this meeting. I want to find some time offline to chat with you about the details of the cooperation. What do you think?

Fang Heng pondered for a moment and agreed, "All right. Make an appointment. Let's chat offline."

Wei Tao turned his head to look at Mikhael. "What about you?"

"Three votes against one vote. What can I say?" Mikhael spread his hands, appearing to be helpless. "Anyway, as I've always said, I don't want to waste time. If you have full confidence in the plan, you can tell me in advance."

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Chapter 510 Clearing His Mind

In the big truck that returned to the Dark Knights' contact point, Lucia looked at the setting sun outside the window. "Fang Heng, we have completely ended this doomsday, right? From tomorrow onward, the dead will not be resurrected, right?".

"It may take some time. "Fang Heng nodded and replied, "Believe me. Very soon, we will rebuild this world."

"Yes, I have always believed in you." Lucia nodded and rested her head on Fang Heng's shoulder. She felt a sense of peace in her heart.

Through the rearview mirror, Mo Jiawei looked at the two people in the back seat and sighed in his heart. He thought, "Stupid woman. With a God like Fang Heng who knows how to cause trouble controlling the entire District 8, it would be a miracle if there was peace in the world. Soon, all kinds of monsters and monsters will probably appear in District 8."

After obtaining the final ownership of District 8, Fang Heng felt unusually relaxed.

Taking advantage of the free time when returning to the Dark Knights, he tried to clear his mind and prepare for the next step of his plan.

There were still many things that he needed to do next.

First, enhancing zombie clones!

District 8 was presently completely safe. He could consider searching for a large number of NPCs with high-level research skills in District 8 and think of a way to modify the Tyrant forms.

Anyone who dared to fight for the NPCs with him would be kicked out of District 8.

Fang Heng rejoiced at the thought of having no competitors.

Next, he could think of a way to quickly expand the space tearing device to Level 4, unlock the game's tariff system, and figure out what the so-called World Lord's tariff system was.

...

Then, District 7!

The temptation of the hidden SSS-level ending was too great!

If he could think of a way to complete it, he could also obtain a powerful exclusive skill, and at the same time, he could obtain the ownership of the entire District 7!

It was always good to have more server positions.

Next, he had to make a trip to District 7 and think of a way to revive District 7's Hila!

The next thing was to level up.

He had already been stuck at level 18 for too

long.

Unfortunately, the entire District 8 was level 5, and there were very few high-tier creatures.

It was time to think of a way to level up.

As for the leveling up mentioned in the previous regional conference, Fang Heng felt that the possibility of leveling up was still a bit far away, so he could put it aside for the time being and focus on the present.

After straightening out his thoughts, the path to follow became clearer.

One step at a time, he would first return to the shelter to ask Victor about the next step of leveling up the space tearing device, and at the same time, he would recruit more people to improve the Tyrants' combat ability.

Then he would go to District 7 to complete the main storyline.

If possible, he would level up while he was at

it.

He still had a lot of things to deal with.

After completely deciding on the next step of his plan, Fang Heng could not help but yawn again. He took out a bottle of coffee from his pocket.

Just as he was about to subconsciously gulp down the coffee, he stopped.

In the short term, the Federation of District 7 still had to deal with the super-sized zombie wave left behind by the large-scale spread of vaccines.

Theoretically speaking, they were probably being held back.

It had been a long time since Fang Heng had slept, so relying on coffee to hang in there wasn't a solution.

"Should I go offline to sleep first? Oh right, speaking of going offline. " Fang Heng shifted his gaze to the new skill he had learned not too long ago: Undead.

It was an exclusive skill he gained after completing the SSS-level ending.

"From the description of the skill, it can be used in any world. The real world is one of them, right? Not aging and having powerful self-recovery abilities like limb regeneration in the real world? I need to check it out." Thinking of that, Fang Heng became a little excited again. "Old Mr. Mo, I'll log off first. When we arrive, shake my sleeping bag. " Fang Heng then left a sleeping bag on the ground and logged off.

With a flash of light, Fang Heng reappeared in a quiet room of the stadium.

"I need to find something to test my skills," he muttered to himself. He glanced at the messy room, roughly packed up the materials left in the room, and left.

He remembered that there was a combat arts hall there.

Soon, on the first floor, Fang Heng found a large combat arts hall invested by the North River Heavy Industry.

Just as he stepped past the combat arts hall's door, a young man with a crew cut greeted him warmly.

"Bro, I don't recognize you. Is this your first time here?"

"Mhm… " Fang Heng hummed and looked around the hall.

The sky had just turned dark. Most of the students in the hall had already finished their training for the day. They gathered in groups of two or three to chat and brag.

"My name Is Wo Mingfan. Everyone calls me Ah Wo. I'm a professional private instructor here. Bro, what level are you in the game? Do you need a private instructor? How about getting a card? My fee is very cheap. I'm sure you'll get a great harvest in a month. Your chances of survival in the game will be greatly increased… Oh right, which game are you in?

"What the hell, even this place has a card!" Fang Heng thought. He then declined, "Thank you, I'm not interested at the moment."

Fang Heng waved his hand and walked straight to the weapons display point at the corner of the combat arts hall.

"Haha, It's okay, it's okay. It doesn't matter if you want a membership card or not. The main thing is to make friends.".

Wo Mingfan wasn't willing to let Fang Heng off so easily, so he followed Fang Heng all the way. "I'm not saying this for my sake, but it's still a little difficult to improve in gaming by yourself. It's easy to go on the wrong bath. Having someone to guide you will be better. Many of my students didn't believe it at first, but then they tried it out… Oh right, let me introduce myself a little more. I'm an intermediate player. I've already unlocked Tier 2."

"Oh? Tier 2? " Fang Heng looked up at Wo Mingfan in surprise.

The real world didn't have many people who could unlock tiers, not to mention Tier 2. That meant that Wo Mingfan had inherited the game's attributes and passive skills.

"Pretty amazing, eh?" Wo Mingfan caught a flash of surprise on Fang Heng's face, and he bragged, "I admit, I'm not that old. At first glance, I don't seem very reliable. After getting along with me, people will know that I'm very professional in the game. We're both young people, so it should be easier for us to communicate, right?"

"Yes, you're right… But I don't apply for a membership card, and I don't need a private instructor."

"Uh… "The smile on Wo Mingfan's face instantly froze. "It's okay, it's okay. Let's just be friends. Even if you don't apply for a membership card, I can provide you with help for free."

"For free?" Fang Heng stopped walking. "Are you sure?"

"Of course. As I've said, we can just be friends."

"That's not bad. "Fang Heng continued to move forward.

"I haven't asked you yet. Which district are you from? I suggest you tell me so I can customize your training for you."

"Zombie Apocalypse."

"Zombie Apocalypse… Then you're not very lucky. You chose a high initial difficulty game world…"

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Chapter 511 Give It a Try

Wo Mingfan thought for a moment and said, "If it's Zombie Apocalypse, it's best to increase your Physique attribute. In the game, all kinds of survival activities require physical strength… Hey, Fang Heng, there's an equipment area ahead. To be honest, if you're a newbie who has just entered the game for less than half a year, I don't recommend you to use melee weapons. As for weapons, it's recommended that you use long-range weapons like bows and arrows. The safety factor is higher. If you advance in the future, you can also consider using thermal weapons. Hey, bro, really, I really don't recommend that you use that kind of thing."

As Wo Mingfan spoke, Fang Heng was already standing in front of a row of frost weapons in the corner of the hall.

Fang Heng reached out and pressed on a machete on the rack.

"Eh… " Wo Mingfan looked at Fang Heng. "Bro, machetes may look fierce, but its actual operation is really mediocre. It takes a lot of strength to wield it, not to mention use it. Usually, one will tire themself out with a few wields before even killing a zombie. It's not suitable for Zombie Apocalypse. "

"Well, that makes sense." As Fang Heng spoke, he reached out and took the machete from the knife rack.

Wo Mingfan's eyelids twitched when he saw Fang Heng easily lift the machete.

"Bro, you're pretty good. Have you practiced it before? You hide it well."

"Mhm, you have a good eye."

"Of course. "Wo Mingfan chuckled when he heard that. "In our line of work, a good eye is the most important. Only then can we effectively tap into potential customers…"

Wo Mingfan was bragging when his eyelids suddenly twitched.

He saw Fang Heng holding a machete in his right hand and drawing it toward his left forearm.

"Hey, be careful…"

...

Psh!

The sharp machete cut across Fang Heng's

arm.

Hiss…

Fang Heng sucked in a breath of cold air as bright red blood flowed out from the wound.

It was a little painful.

"Are you all right? I told you, a machete is useless. It's easy to hurt yourself… I'll bring you to the infirmary to have a look. The facilities here are complete. Any injury can be treated…"

As Wo Mingfan spoke, he leaned over to examine the wound on Fang Heng's arm, then froze on the spot.

He could clearly see that the wound on Fang Heng's arm healing at an incredibly fast speed. In less than a second, the entire wound on Fang Heng's arm had disappeared. Not even a scar was left! It was as if the wound had never happened!

"What's wrong with this person? "Wo Mingfan opened his mouth and turned to look at Fang Heng with a dumbfounded expression.

"Verification successful! " Fang Heng was inwardly delighted.

A small wound required not more than a second to heal. The pain only lasted in the moment the cut was made.

In that case, he had an additional life-saving ability outside of the game.

In theory, if he fell from a height of several hundred meters, as long as he did not coincidentally fall into a bonfire and was not considered to have received special fire damage, he would not die from the fall!

Should he break his bones or something and try to see the effect of the skill's strange effect?

Should he find someone to fight?

Fang Heng turned his head and looked at Wo Mingfan.

Forget it. It was not necessary.

If he were to crush Wo Mingfan, then he would not be able to test the effect. If he were to be crushed by Wo Mingfan…

"Would it fun to be beaten up? " Fang Heng scratched his hair, then rid the ridiculous idea from his mind.

"T-This… " Pointing at Fang Hen's arm where the wound used to be, Wo Mingfan felt like he had seen something inexplicable. "Bro, wait a minute. What happened to the wound on your arm?"

Before Fang Heng could respond, there was a light click sound.

The lights in the stadium hall instantly dimmed.

"Eh? The power went out?"

In the combat arts hall, the students were all puzzled.

Many people took out their phones and turned on the flashlight lights on their phones.

"It seems that the power in the entire building has gone out."

"The power went out?"

Just then, an extremely soft sound rang out in the combat arts hall.

No one noticed that the moment the lights went out, several black shadows sneaked into the room from all directions.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked up at Wo Mingfan. "Did you hear something?".

"Something? Like what?" Wo Mingfan took out his phone from his pocket in confusion and used the light from his phone to illuminate the surroundings.

"That's weird. Why is there a power failure?"

The next moment, a black shadow flashed under the flashlight.

The black shadow dashed toward the two of them at an extremely fast speed.

"What the hell! Be careful! " Wo Mingfan shouted and pushed Fang Heng to the side. At the same time, he picked up the machete on the shelf and swung it forward fiercely.

Clang!

A muffled collision sound.

Wo Mingfan felt that his knife seemed to have hit a piece of an iron nugget!

Bang!!

The next moment, Wo Mingfan's lower abdomen was kicked hard, and his body fell backward uncontrollably, hitting the wooden weapon shelf behind him.

Crash!

Wo Mingfan knocked down a shelf behind him.

Only when he fell did Wo Mingfan clearly see the black shadow that attacked him.

It was wearing large black hemp outerwear, and almost its whole face was hidden under its hood.

Looking carefully, he could only vaguely see a wrinkled face under the hood.

The black-clothed creature quickly rushed toward Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng!! Be careful!!" As soon as he finished speaking, Wo Mingfan saw a scene that shocked him greatly.

Fang Heng, who had been standing still the entire time, turned around and moved forward,? swinging his blade toward the black-clothed creature. Whoosh!

Reflecting a ray of light, the blade made a sound that cut through the air.

Thud!

An extremely heavy knocking sound sounded.

Wo Mingfan was startled.

Bang!!

The entire blade slashed onto the black-clothed creature's body, and the blade shattered.

"F*ck! So trashy!" Fang Heng didn't expect the machete in the hall to be so useless!

Not only did it fail to kill the enemy, but it also actually broke down first!

Since that was the case…

Fang Heng's pupils constricted, and he simply let go of the machete, his right hand clenching into a fist.

He then smashed it forward. Wo Mingfan's pupils instantly enlarged, and he shouted, "Bro! Be careful!"

Whoosh!

A pitch-black dagger appeared from under the black-robed creature's wide sleeve and slashed forward.

Whoosh!

The dagger directly cut through Fang Heng's shirt, leaving a huge gash on Fang Heng's body!

At the same time, Fang Heng's fist landed heavily on the black-robed creature's body.

Clang!

Another metallic collision sound was heard.

The black-clothed creature was sent flying by Fang Heng's fist.

Wo Mingfan's mouth was wide open as he looked at Fang Heng in shock.

What kind of strength attribute was that?

Fang Heng's chest had a huge gash, and it looked extremely terrifying.

However, in less than two seconds, the wound on his body miraculously healed, as if he had never received any damage.

"What the hell was that?! Is this newcomer from Zombie Apocalypse a monster? "Wo Mingfan thought. For a moment, he even felt that Fang Heng was more terrifying than the unknown black-clothed creature!

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Chapter 512 Leaping Down

More black-clothed creatures swarmed in from outside the combat arts hall, charging crazily toward Fang Heng.

Bang! Bang, bang!! Fang Heng punched the incoming black-clothed creature and sent it flying. His body was also slashed by the dagger, and with the fast healing ability of the skill Undead, he quickly recovered.

However, he couldn't withstand the pain!

Fang Heng's forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and he quickly made a judgment in his heart.

Things were troublesome.

The black-clothed creatures weren't like normal humans. Hitting their bodies was similar to hitting a metal door.

It seemed that his fists couldn't kill them.

Though they wouldn't pose a threat to him for the time being, things could not go on like that. Fang Heng could already feel that his physical strength had begun to decline. The group of black-clothed creatures was obviously coming for him.

He had to think of a way to completely finish them off.

Fang Heng quickly scanned his surroundings.

Got it!

To deal with a creature with extremely strong defense, he could just use a sealing technique to seal them!

...

Sealing techniques were different from other skills.

They were brought into the game after being learned outside of the game.

That meant that Fang Heng could use it outside of the game!

Fang Heng sent the attacking black-clothed creature flying with a punch. Then, he forcefully resisted the dagger attacks from the two black-clothed creatures on his left and right and quickly ran toward the front corridor.

The remaining 20 or so black-clothed creatures immediately chased after Fang Heng.

Wo Mingfan struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Fang Heng who was escaping. "Who exactly is that guy?"

After leaving the hall, Fang Heng sprinted toward the third floor of the stadium.

There were still sealing materials left there.

Fang Heng ran while analyzing the combat style of the black-clothed creatures behind him.

The black-clothed creatures ran extremely fast, but their attack style was relatively simple. Almost all of them used daggers to attack, and every time they attacked, they would be stunned for a short while.

They didn't look like human beings, more like creatures controlled at will by a human being.

It felt like a zombie clone that had been given an order. They didn't have the ability to think.

In addition, they used physical attacks.

In the process of escaping, Fang Heng had been caught up by the black-clothed creatures more than once, and his back had been left with several deep cuts.

However, Fang Heng had only paid the price of a little pain, since the cut could be quickly healed under the effect of Undead's skill effect.

Fang Heng broke into the third-floor meditation room, grabbed the paper that was left on the ground, dipped it in fusion spellcasting fluid, and drew a stroke on the paper.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng suddenly turned around and stuck the sealing paper on the head of the black-clothed creature that was chasing him. "Hint: seal failed!"

"F*ck! " thought Fang Heng.

The black-clothed creature's body froze. Two dark-colored daggers appeared from its left and right sleeves, and both of its hands grazed Fang Heng's neck at the same time.

Pssh!

Fang Heng's neck was left with two deep bloody scars that healed at an extremely fast speed!

Urgh!

Fang Heng gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He flipped his hand and pasted a rune on the black-clothed creature's forehead. "Hint: seal failed!"

"Damn it! The success rate is too low! Invincible sealing technique my *ss!" Fang Heng cursed in his heart. "The sealing success rate of using the basic sealing technique to seal a live organism is definitely less than ten percent!"

Seeing the large number of black-clothed creatures chasing in from outside the door, Fang Heng did not dare to stay any longer. He grabbed the large bowl filled with spellcasting materials and a handful of rune papers on the ground, then ran toward the back door.

It seemed that the basic sealing technique was insufficient to completely deal with the black-clothed creatures.

He had to think of another way.

Got it!

Fang Heng's eyes narrowed.

He would smash them to death!

Running out from the back door of the meditation room, Fang Heng narrowed his eyes. He turned back and ran in the direction of the building next to the stadium.

Along the way, more than 20 black-clothed creatures chased after Fang Heng relentlessly.

Every time he was chased and slashed, Fang Heng would turn his head and use a sealing rune to hit the other party.

When he was about to run up the stairs to the seventh floor, Fang Heng's back had already been slashed by the black-clothed creatures nearly a hundred times.

Another slash was made on Fang Heng's back.

Fang Heng gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Almost having formed a mechanical conditioned reflex, he turned his head and conveniently stuck a rune on the forehead of the black-clothed creature behind him.

A silver light flashed.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the black-clothed creature was sucked into the card.

Eh?

Fang Heng was stunned by the unexpected successful sealing.

In the next instant, a line of game hints quickly swept across his vision.

"Hint: you have sealed an unknown life form.

"Hint: through the skill occult ritual, your sealing technique talent has increased by 0.002. Your current sealing technique talent strength: 2410.731 (???). Your sealing technique talent has exceeded the statistical scope and can not be measured."

Fang Heng quickly skimmed through the hints.

Previously, Fang Heng had planned to max out his sealing technique talent.

He didn't expect that he could actually increase it after reaching 999.

At that time, time was tight, so Fang Heng simply left a portion of his zombie clones to continue farming the talent strength and brought the remaining zombie clones to hurriedly seal the Hila tissue sample.

He didn't expect that after some time, the talent strength had already exceeded 2000.

Fang Heng didn't know how much the talent strength of the sealing technique could reach.

He turned around and continued to run for his life while holding the sealing paper in his hand and observing it.

"Item: seal — unknown life form."

Description: an unknown life form is sealed in this card.

"Fantastic! There is no description that says I can't put it into my backpack! " Fang Heng thought as he quickly threw the sealing card into the warp backpack slot. Bang!

After running all the way past the 17th floor of the building until he reached the roof, Fang Heng kicked open the door leading to the rooftop. He ran to the fence on the edge of the rooftop and turned his head to look behind him for the last time.

The black-clothed creatures were still determinedly chasing after him.

After being chased for so long, Fang Heng had a clear count.

There were a total of 24 black-clothed creatures. He had sealed one, and only 23 were left.

However, Fang Heng still had not seen the faces of those black-clothed creatures clearly.

Fang Heng felt that they were probably the products of the mid-tier or advanced game worlds.

"Hehe, you want to catch me? Try it! " Under the night sky, Fang Heng stepped over the fence, moved forward fiercely, and jumped down from the 17-story tall building!

The black-clothed creatures did not realize the risks of jumping down from the 17-story tall building and acted as per usual. Without the slightest hesitation, they followed Fang Heng's footsteps and jumped high into the air.

It seemed that he was right. They were life forms without consciousness and blindly followed missions given by their controller.

Fang Heng pondered, "Who could it be? Who is so eager to kill me?"

Falling rapidly from the air, Fang Heng felt a gentle breeze on his face.

The passage of time seemed to slow down once again.

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Chapter 513 Led Into

Is this what it feels like to jump off a building?

Fang Heng knew very well that even if he directly jumped off the building and landed on the ground, he would not die due to the effects of the undying body!

However…

It would definitely be extremely painful.

Moreover, being smashed into a pile of flesh was extremely disgusting!

As his body rapidly descended, Fang Heng slowly closed his eyes.

In front of him, a bronze-colored door gradually opened. Fang Heng's body was still falling from mid-air and a scarlet-colored magic array appeared right below him.

Chi Chi Chi…

In mid-air, countless cyan-gray palms simultaneously stretched out from the void, tightly enveloping Fang Heng within.

"Whoosh!!!"

The instant he landed, Fang Heng's entire body seemed to fall into the magic array, disappearing along with the scarlet-colored magic array.

"Bang! Bang Bang Bang!!!"

...

Following that, all the black life forms that were chasing after Fang Heng fell to the ground at the same time.

With loud bangs, the cement ground was smashed into potholes.

The black-clothed life forms did not move at all.

Black mist rose up from their bodies.

In a short while, only a thin layer of black robes was left in the holes.

Outside the gym, in a small black car parked at the side, Kou Huai put down his binoculars.

He seemed to be in a daze as he looked at the place where Fang Heng had just disappeared.

The attack this time was completely controlled by Night Owl's people. Kou Huai had played a role in it, which was to help bring them here and find a way to temporarily cut off the power supply to the entire gym and the nearby area.

It was just that Kou Huai felt uneasy, so he chose to hide here and observe with binoculars after cutting off the power supply.

But he never thought that he would see Fang Heng fall from the sky!

He saw with his own eyes how Fang Heng disappeared.

A special magic array.

An extremely strange way to enter the game. Demi-human tribe!

Fang Heng was actually from the demi-human tribe!!

Kou Huai's breathing became rapid again.

The powerful and terrifying demi-human tribe!

No wonder he was able to stay one step ahead of the others in the game and gain control of District 8 in such a short period of time, doing things that other players couldn't do.

But…

Kou Huai's mind was extremely confused.

All of this was very unreasonable!

It didn't make sense!

It was impossible. How could the demi-human tribe accept the game mission? How could they get ownership of District 8?

The demi-human tribe could not even obtain the game mission!

But…

Only the demi-human tribe could enter the game that way!

After thinking for three minutes in the car, Kou Huai's solemn expression eased and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He only needed a reason to suspect.

The Federation's fear of the demi-human tribe was deeply rooted in their bones.

As long as he reported to his superiors that Fang Heng was a demi-human tribe member, there would naturally be someone to investigate him.

If he really was from the demi-human tribe…

A demi-human tribe member who had obtained the World Lord qualification?

His superiors would disregard everything and kill him!

This way, Fang Heng would definitely die!

No one would stop him from obtaining the title of World Lord of District 7!

Even if Fang Heng wasn't from the demi-human tribe, the Federation's highest level of scrutiny was enough to make him suffer!

He would immediately call his superiors!

After thinking it through, Kou Huai immediately reached into his pocket, trying to take out his phone to make a call.

Eh? Where's the phone?

Kou Huai was about to lower his head to look for it when a pleasant female voice sounded in Kou Huai's ear.

"Are you looking for this?"

Kou Huai was startled. He suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

His whole body seemed to be frozen stiff and he couldn't move at all.

It took him a lot of effort to slowly turn his head and look to his side.

He didn't know when, but a woman had appeared in the passenger seat.

Who was she?! When did she appear by his side?

Kou Huai was extremely terrified.

The other party had quietly appeared in his passenger's seat and was able to control him tightly.

Why did this woman look so familiar!!

Kou Huai's eyelids twitched.

He was sure that he had seen this woman before!

Where did he see her before?

Kou Huai tried hard to search his memories.

Suddenly, Kou Huai remembered.

He had seen her when he was investigating Fang Heng's background!

"Are you Xia Xi?"

"Oh? You know me?" Surprise flashed in Xia Xi's eyes, and then she figured out the key point. "That's right. You've investigated him. For humans, your memory is very good."

"Who are you exactly?"

Kou Huai felt his throat dry up.

At the critical moment, some details of the past played back in Kou Huai's mind like a movie.

Kou Huai seemed to have figured out many things in an instant.

"Are you also a demi-human tribe?"

"You were also the one responsible for the death of the Federation's Investigation Team's Meng Wu when he was investigating Fang Heng…"

"Shh, don't talk. Listen to me." Xia Xi pressed her hand to her lips. "I can tolerate what you did to Fang Heng in the game, but this time, you accidentally discovered the taboo."

"This secret hasn't been revealed yet."

Kou Huai was about to say something when he suddenly felt an itch on his throat. Then, he covered his throat with both hands. "Chi, Chi, Chi…"

Kou Huai heard a terrifying sound.

His bloodshot eyes revealed an indescribable fear.

Through the rear window, Kou Huai clearly saw a red worm body crawling out of his throat…

"Whew!"

Returning to the King of Gods' space, Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

What was the origin of that group of black-clothed creatures?

Fortunately, he had exceptional escape ability.

It seemed that Fang Heng from his previous life was right. The real world was too dangerous, so it was safer to hide in the game world.

Especially in the newbie protection stage of the Zombie Apocalypse.

In the King of Gods' space, Fang Heng chose to return to the Zombie Apocalypse.

A faint red light gradually enveloped his body.

Fang Heng had just appeared in the back seat of the truck, and before he could even catch his breath, a game hint quickly appeared on his retina.

W

(Hint: Unknown special item detected, identifying…]

(Hint: Unknown creature has been identified…]

(Hint: Player's World Lord qualification has been successfully determined…]

(Hint: World Lord has brought into this world a life form that does not belong to this world.)

(Hint: After completing the research on this unknown life form, the World Lord can choose to introduce an external life form to upgrade the Zombie Apocalypse world level.]

What is it? An external life form?

Fang Heng was startled.

"Er… Fang Heng, what's wrong?"

Mo Jiawei still did not know what was happening outside. When he saw Fang Heng return to the game, his expression seemed to be a little grave. He asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing, I was attacked outside."

"Ah?! Attacked? Where?"

Mo Jiawei was so scared that he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel. He turned to look at Fang Heng, "Are you alright?"

"Something happened. The other party was a little difficult to deal with, but it was not a big problem. I hid…"

Fang Heng held the sealed card in his hand and looked at it carefully. He was just casually replying.

He suddenly realized something.

"Old Mr. Mo! Stop the car now!"

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Chapter 514 Demon Servant

Upon hearing this, Mo Jiawei immediately turned around and stepped on the brake.

At the same time, Fang Heng threw the sealed card out of the window.

"Pa!"

It was still in mid-air.

The sealed card suddenly exploded!

After the black-clothed creature landed on the ground, it lightly tapped the ground with the tip of its foot and once again flew towards Fang Heng. Before the truck had completely stopped, Fang Heng had already opened the door and jumped out of the truck.

Facing the black-clothed creature that was charging straight at him, Fang Heng raised his fist and swung it forward. "Dong!!!"

A bell-like collision sound.

The black-clothed creature was sent flying backwards by the punch.

Behind it, eight fusion Tyrant forms immediately rushed towards the black-clothed creature's landing spot.

"Chi Chi Chi…"

Fine vines extended from the body of the fusion Tyrant form and in a short moment, they tightly bound the black-clothed creature.

...

"Tsk…"

Fang Heng snorted disdainfully.

He had been chased by this group of unknown creatures outside the game for a long time, and now that he had entered the game, how could he not be able to deal with it?

"Uh, Fang Heng…"

Mo Jiawei hurriedly ran out of the truck.

He looked at the black-clothed creature that had been half-fused with the fusion Tyrant form and revealed a puzzled expression. "What the hell is that?"

"The creature that attacked me in the gym."

"I accidentally brought one back."

As he spoke, Fang Heng observed the black-clothed creature that was tied up.

According to the game hint, he needed to analyze the black-clothed creature next.

He should hand this part over to Qiu Yaokang, right?

"Let me take a look."

Mo Jiawei was eager to try, so he reached out his left hand to cover his left eye.

"Demon servant."

Mo Jiawei frowned and said, "It doesn't belong to the creature of the zombie world. Please level up your skill level to get more information."

"Eh, this…"

Mo Jiawei opened his mouth and put down his hand. Then, he turned to look at Lucia.

What did he say just now.

After the God took control of District 8, all kinds of demons and monsters would appear in District 8, not to mention zombies.

Look, it had only been a few hours, but the demons and monsters had already arrived.

Fang Heng spread his hands. "It seems that we can only bring it back to Qiu Yaokang to study and see what it is."

"Old Mr. Mo, don't just stand there. Let's go back quickly."

"Okay."

Mo Jiawei came back to his senses and followed Fang Heng to the driver's seat of the truck.

After starting the truck, Mo Jiawei asked again, "God, did you just say that my combat arts hall was attacked?"

"Yeah, the combat arts hall is fine, but it's a bit chaotic. I think the other party is coming for me. Anyway, staying there won't help. We can just hide in the game. I believe your family should be able to handle it."

"That's true."

Mo Jiawei thought that it made sense.

Anyway, he couldn't help even if he went offline.

It would be good if he didn't cause any trouble!

"How long until we reach the camp?"

"Soon."

Fang Heng thought for a while. He planned to stay in the game for a while. It wouldn't be too late to return to the real world after North River Heavy Industry finished dealing with this incident.

With that thought, Fang Heng took out two bottles of coffee from his backpack and drained them all.

At the end of the street, a normal taxi slowly drove over and stopped by the side of the road.

A tall and thin middle-aged man walked out from the shadows.

The middle-aged man opened the car door and walked into the back seat of the taxi.

"Mission failed, the assassination was unsuccessful."

In the driver's seat, Ji Qiubei's brows were tightly furrowed.

"Why did it fail?"

"The information you gave me was wrong."

The man's entire body was hidden under a large gray robe. A few of his exposed skin was white and twisted, making others feel uncomfortable just by looking at him. "Ordinary people can't survive being chased by demon servants." Cooper closed his eyes slightly for a moment to sense, and said again, "There are a total of 24 demon servants. Twenty-three of them were killed and reborn. Another demon servant completely lost its spiritual link. Even now, I still can't reestablish a connection with it."

"What do you mean?"

"It literally means that there's something wrong with the information you gave us. The target's rating needs to be greatly increased."

"F*ck! He's just an elementary game player outside of the game! How else can his rating be raised?!"

Ji Qiubei reached out and hammered the steering wheel

How hateful!

After this sneak attack failed, the Mo Family would definitely strengthen their defenses and Fang Heng would definitely be more careful.

It would be extremely difficult for them to assassinate Fang Heng next time.

Cooper glanced at Ji Qiubei and calmly retracted his gaze.

"Alright, this mission has ended. I should leave now. If I don't leave now, those pests from the Federation will chase after me."

"Buzz, Buzz, Buzz…".

Ji Qiubei wanted to say something else, but his phone suddenly vibrated.

He immediately picked up the call.

"Hello? Boss."

Hearing the content on the other end of the phone, Ji Qiubei's pupils suddenly constricted.

"What did you say?!"

"Yes."

"Well, don't worry. I'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Qiubei turned to look at Cooper.

"It's an emergency. Kou Huai is dead."

Cooper turned to look at Ji Qiubei, his expression still calm.

"And then?"

"There's been a change of plan. According to the commander's instructions, we will carry out the plan ahead of time. Right now, Night Owl needs your help."

"Okay, do it. I will coordinate the communication."

"D*mn it, someone robbed my house."

In the tearoom, Mo Jianghe was full of displeasure. He angrily poured a big cup of tea and gulped it down. "It almost became a misfortune. Fortunately, my clever disciple escaped quickly and didn't fall for the trap. Otherwise, I would have to fight those people to the death."

Mo Yunxiao casually poured another cup for Mo Jianghe. "Oh? Your disciple?"

"Yes, Fang Heng. I taught him the sealing technique myself. Of course, he is my personal disciple."

Ever since he found out that Fang Heng had successfully broken through the spatial rift after learning the sealing technique for one day, Mo Jianghe had started to single-handedly declare that Fang Heng was his personal disciple.

Mo Jianghe was still a little excited at the mention of Fang Heng. He swore confidently, "Fourth Brother, don't doubt me. I have a feeling that my disciple will definitely be able to bring the sealing technique to greater heights!"

"After he finishes dealing with the matters in the game, I have to talk to him and trick him into…"

"Oh, what I mean is to invite him into the Nightmare World game."

"I hope so."

Mo Yunxiao grunted and continued to ask, "Let's not talk about this matter. Let me ask you, were the attackers tonight sent by Night Owl?"

"Impossible. Night Owl is no match against me. It was most likely done by the twelve corporations."

"It's not surprising. Night Owl has been in contact with the twelve corporations since a long time ago." Mo Yunxiao nodded and said, "It's also difficult for those old guys. They've been holding back for so many years."

"Let's not talk about them. Aren't we also holding back? We're almost suffering from internal injuries."

Mo Jianghe muttered unhappily, "Are we still holding back? I think it's meaningless. We might as well fight them head-on…"

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Chapter 515 New Toy

"No rush, we have an agreement."

As the two of them were talking, Mo Yunxiao's cell phone rang.

After saying a few words, Mo Yunxiao hung up the phone and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Brother, what happened?"

"Kou Huai is dead."

Mo Jianghe's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested. "Oh ho? What breaking news! Was it done by Night Owl? Was the plan pushed forward?"

"No, it might not be done by Night Owl." Mo Yunxiao revealed a puzzled expression, he said, "According to the information from the Vampire Apocalypse, after Kou Huai's death, Night Owl had a special emergency operation in District 7. It was a sudden plan ahead of schedule and was not within their expectations." "So strange?" "Yes. Also, Kou Huai died in the neighborhood next to the gym. The people from the inspection team have already stepped in to investigate. Our gym is also included in the scope of the investigation for the time being."

"D*mn, those bastards from the Federation really know how to make use of the topic."

Mo Jianghe cursed in a low voice. He scratched his head and revealed a suspicious expression, "This is really strange. Since Kou Huai wasn't killed by the Night Owl, who else could it be? Moreover, he died next to our gym? Isn't this too ridiculous?"

"Indeed." Mo Yunxiao picked up the teacup, placed it in front of his mouth and took a small sip. "It seems that other than us and the twelve corporations, there are still people who are interested in the altar."

"Gulp."

Mo Jianghe swallowed his saliva. He seemed to have thought of something and asked tentatively, "Fourth Brother, I heard that Jiawei is also interested in District 7. Could it be that he and Fang Heng are also involved in the matter of the altar?"

...

"No."

"That's good. Things like the altar are still too dangerous for them. Fang Heng is the inheritor of my sealing technique, and Jiawei is also my nephew. It's better if the two of them don't participate."

Mo Yunxiao put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Mo Jianghe. "No, I mean, they were involved long ago."

"Ah?"

The truck slowly drove into the prison headquarters.

Fang Heng immediately ran to the basement laboratory to look for Qiu Yaokang.

The two fusion Tyrant forms followed behind Fang Heng and dragged the black-clothed creature that was entangled into the research area.

"Fang Heng, I was just looking for you. I heard that you've completely expelled Hila's tissue sample?"

"Yes, it's all been dealt with."

Qiu Yaokang stood there for a long time before he sighed heavily in his heart.

"It's a little regretful."

Qiu Yaokang knew that this was the fastest way to resolve the apocalyptic world, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Actually, the tissue sample of Hila is very valuable for research. Through studying the tissue sample, we might be able to find a way to live forever."

"We could even study about the superpower that Hila has."

"There might not be any more high-value research items like that."

Fang Heng curled his lips, thinking that Qiu Yaokang was acting weird today. So it was for research.

He was worried for nothing.

There would be plenty of such things in the future!

"There's nothing to regret. I have another surprise for you."

While speaking, Fang Heng controlled two fusion Tyrant forms to drag the black-clothed creature into the room.

"Eh? What's that?"

Qiu Yaokang looked at the black-clothed creature that was entangled by the fusion Tyrant form and showed an interested expression.

He walked up and looked at the black-clothed creature.

"Is it a new mutated zombie?"

"No, it's a new thing. I'll leave it to you. You can study it however you want." "Interesting life form."

Qiu Yaokang was attracted.

Originally, when the Zombie Apocalypse ended, Qiu Yaokang felt a little empty in his heart.

He didn't expect Fang Heng to find a new toy for him so soon.

Qiu Yaokang took out a pen from his pocket.

He walked to the fusion Tyrant form and tried to poke the black-clothed creature that was entangled by the vine entanglement with the tip of the pen. Then, he took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and cut off its hood and part of its black robe.

Under the black robe, the main body of the black-clothed creature was a human-shaped creature.

Its skin was wrinkled and its body was short and extremely thin.

In the past, Fang Heng had always thought that the black-clothed creature's weapon was a black dagger, but it was not.

A long black bone spike extended from the black-clothed creature's wrist, and the bone spike fused with its entire palm.

Its face was even stranger.

Unlike normal humans, its mouth was a round mouthpart, and the inside of the mouthpart was rows of sharp white teeth.

There were no pupils on its eyes, only two deeply sunken black holes.

"It's very interesting. It's very similar to us humans, but from its appearance, I think the environment it grows in might be very different from ours. I'll take a blood sample to

try."

As he spoke, Qiu Yaokang took out the sample collector from his pocket and pressed it on the black-clothed creature's arm.

"Crack…"

Qiu Yaokang's palm went numb and the entire sample collector in his hand was blown away by the black-clothed creature's hard skin.

"Interesting."

Qiu Yaokang was even more interested. He looked excited and turned to look at Fang Heng. "I'll study it. It might take some time."

A game hint appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

(Hint: Player's shelter has conducted research and analysis on an unknown life form. Combined with the current shelter level, the estimated time required is 18.4 hours.]

"Thank you for your hard work. Do it as soon as possible."

Listening to the conversation between Fang Heng and Qiu Yaokang, the NPCs in the laboratory looked pained.

It's a goner, they would have to work all night again today.

After leaving the laboratory, Fang Heng went to the teleportation hall to talk to Victor about upgrading to Tier 4 spatial rift.

"Hey, Victor."

Victor was repairing the space tearing device. When he saw Fang Heng, he put down the wrench in his hand.

"Fang Heng, we heard that you have purified the virus left behind by Hila, right? There won't be any zombie virus in the world anymore! We can embrace the sunshine again, right?"

"Yes, thanks to your modified space tearing device, it has helped us a lot."

"That's great! You really did it! I knew you could do it!"

Victor was extremely excited.

"I have good news for you. Angel's condition has improved."

"She can walk now. Qiu Yaokang told me that in the next stage, he will try to develop an antibody vaccine against the virus. With the primogenitor virus as a sample, I believe we'll be able to completely eliminate the remaining zombie virus in Angel's body soon."

"Fang Heng, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I don't even know if Angel would be able to survive…"

Fang Heng patted Victor on the shoulder. "It's all in the past. I need your help with something."

"Yeah, just tell me."

"Is it related to the next upgrade of the space tearing device?"

Victor nodded and placed his hand on the large-scale space tearing device, he explained, "I've seen the blueprint of the Meteorite Company. In theory, it's not difficult to level up a Tier 4 space tearing device. I can do it alone."

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Chapter 516 Seeking Resurrection

"I need some high-level materials to replace the original parts and upgrade the current performance of the space tearing device once again. In short, as long as I gather the high-level materials, I can immediately proceed to the next phase of the upgrade."

(Hint: You have obtained Tier 4 large-scale space tearing device's information.]

(Hint: After upgrading the large-scale space tearing device to Tier 4, you will receive an additional amount of teleportation. You will receive additional teleportation time. You will unlock the short-term teleportation passage (item passage) function. You will receive an additional two warp backpack slots. You will be able to activate the related functions of the 'customs' function.]

(Hint: Upgrading the large-scale space tearing device to Tier 4 requires 500,000 survival points, 1,500 King of Gods' points and high energy evolution crystal*20.] Lowering his head to look at the list of required materials, Fang Heng began pondering

Not long ago, he had made a fortune from completing the main storyline mission. He did not lack King of Gods' points.

The trouble was the high energy evolution crystal.

High energy evolution crystal was the highest grade crystal in the elementary game.

Only after killing a Tier 5 mutated zombie would there be a chance for it to drop.

At the current stage, unless most of the players in District 8 were gathered together and created an extremely high-level Blood Moon, District 8 would not be able to get so many Tier 5 mutated zombies for the time being

Doing this kind of operation was time-consuming and laborious. If he was not careful, he would easily roll over.

It seemed that he still had to go to District 7 to think of a way.

Perhaps he could go to District 7 to release another wave of anti-virus vaccines and get more high-tier zombies?

However, he had made a large number of anti-virus vaccines in District 7 last time, which had consumed a large number of existing materials. It would be a little difficult to make a large number of anti-virus vaccines.

...

Thinking of this, Fang Heng made a note of the things he had to do in District 7.

He required high energy evolution crystal*20.

"God, God! Something big has happened!"

Fang Heng was keeping a record when he heard Mo Jiawei running in from outside the teleportation hall.

"Something big has happened! Would you believe that Kou Huai is dead!"

Fang Heng was stunned. "Kou Huai? The federal shelter in District 7 has been breached?"

"No, not that. I'm talking about the real world! The real world! Kou Huai was killed in the real world!"

Mo Jiawei ran to Fang Heng and held on to the space tearing device to catch his breath. Then he said, "You'll never guess where he died."

"Where?"

"In the neighborhood next to our gym! I heard that the time of death was around the time you were attacked by the demon servants. Kou Huai's death must have something to do with that!"

Mo Jiawei vowed, "Also, my fourth uncle is looking for you. He wants to ask you about your attack."

Late at night, in front of the building.

A red magic array appeared on the concrete floor.

A red light flashed and Fang Heng appeared inside the magic array.

"Hu!"

Fang Heng looked around and was about to go back when he heard a voice behind him.

"Fang Heng, you're back."

Turning his head, Fang Heng saw Mo Yunxiao standing behind him. "Uncle Mo, you've been waiting for me?"

"Yes, I heard that this attack was aimed at you. I'm a little worried. For your safety, I'll send you back to the villa. I also want to ask you about the attack."

"Thank you, Uncle Mo."

Due to the sudden death of Kou Huai and the attack on the gym, the entire interior of the gym had been temporarily sealed off.

Many agents were looking for witnesses to take statements around the gym.

If it weren't for Mo Yunxiao's help, Fang Heng wouldn't have been able to escape so easily in such a short period of time.

After leaving the gym, Fang Heng followed Mo Yunxiao's private car all the way back to the villa.

In the driver's seat, Mo Yunxiao rolled down the window.

"I haven't had the chance to congratulate you on your amazing result of being assigned to District 8."

"Thank you, my luck has always been very

good."

"No need to be modest. In less than a few months, you have accomplished something that our North River Heavy Industry has not been able to do for more than ten years. Relying on luck alone, you definitely can't do this. Otherwise, Mo Jiawei would have already unified the entire universe."

Thinking of Mo Jiawei, Fang Heng grinned.

"He has also contributed a lot." "I've heard Jiawei talk about your current situation. Do you still have thoughts about District 7?"

"Yes."

Fang Heng had always trusted Mo Yunxiao, so he had nothing to hide. He nodded and said, "I'm more interested in the main storyline mission of District 7, but I'm currently facing some trouble, which is giving me a headache."

What a coincidence!

Speaking of the main storyline mission, Fang Heng's eyes lit up.

Previously, he was still wondering how he could complete the main storyline to resurrect Hila.

It was a good time to ask Mo Yunxiao for his opinion.

"By the way, Uncle Mo, do you know how to resurrect the dead?"

Fang Heng tried to give a rough description of the matter regarding the resurrection of Hila.

Due to the limitations of the game on the main storyline mission, Fang Heng could only change his story. He focused on how to complete the mission target to resurrect Hila and even changed Hila's name.

After telling the whole story in one breath, a row of messages appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

(Hint: According to the judgment, you have leaked the relevant information about the main storyline. You have been deducted 980 King of Gods' points.]

D*mn!

Fang Heng felt that his words were very vague. In the end, he had nearly 1,000 King of Gods' points deducted from him.

It was too dark.

After listening to Fang Heng's story, Mo Yunxiao thought for a moment.

"As you said, I believe that the deceased is not really dead. Her body is still in the 'live sample' state. However, she used a special method to perform a sacrifice, achieving the effect of an enhanced spell."

Mo Yunxiao said, "If you want to complete the mission, I suggest that you try to find her soul."

"Soul?"

Fang Heng frowned.

"Mr. Mo, do you know what to do?" "There is a soul summoning skill in the undead branch of occultism that can recall the soul of the deceased, but there are many taboos for using this skill."

"Comparatively speaking, the study of the soul summoning skill is very complicated. I have a friend who is an expert in this field."

The car stopped in front of a red light at an intersection. Mo Yunxiao stopped the car and turned to look at Fang Heng.

"He's not in the city. We can consider taking the next flight over. We should be able to reach our destination by tomorrow morning."

It was a bit far.

Fang Heng calculated in his heart.

Anyway, Kou Huai was already dead.

Without the troublemaker Kou Huai, the situation in District 7 should be more stable in theory.

Taking advantage of this, he should find a way to revive Hila as soon as possible.

This was the only skill that corresponded to the SSS-level main storyline ending. He could not give it up.

It was better to go early than late.

"Uncle Mo, we want to go over now." "Okay, I'll make a call to arrange it."

The next day, the plane landed at the airport.

Mo Yunxiao had long prepared a car and personally drove Fang Heng to the wilderness.

On the way, Fang Heng fell asleep several times in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, the car had already driven into a cemetery.

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Chapter 517 Necromancer

"Cemetery?"

Fang Heng stuck his head out of the car window.

Looking at the cemetery that was covered by a thick layer of fog, Fang Heng was puzzled.

Rather than calling it a cemetery, it looked more like a mass grave.

On both sides of the path, there were tombstones all over the place.

"We're almost there, Fang Heng."

In the middle of the cemetery area, there was a medieval-style building.

The entire building was shrouded in a thick white fog, making it impossible to see the entire building clearly. Mo YunXiao parked his car in the parking lot behind the building. "The Necromancer Association never participated in the disputes between various factions. They gave the promise of a permanent third party. Later on, after some matters, the Federation finally allowed them to build the hall of the dead here after secretly competing with various stakeholders."

"The Federation also participated in a small portion of the management."

After getting off the car, Mo Yunxiao introduced the place to Fang Heng.

The two of them arrived at the front door, and Mo Yunxiao rang the doorbell.

"The Federation had already secretly registered our information when we entered the cemetery area."

Soon, the front door opened, and an attendant wearing a gray robe nodded at the two of them.

...

"Mr. Mo, young traveler, welcome to our abode."

The attendant looked as thin as skin and bones, holding a candlestick in his hand.

As he spoke, he turned to the side and extended his hand to welcome the two of them.

Facing the door was a straight passage. There were no windows or lights in the entire passage.

The light seemed to be unable to shine in from the outside world.

The dim yellow light emitted by the candle in the attendant's hand illuminated the passage.

"Please follow me."

Fang Heng looked at Mo Yunxiao and strode into the passage. As he followed the attendant forward, Fang Heng noticed that on both sides of the wide pathway were large sculptures of strange shapes.

For a moment, Fang Heng even felt that he had come to a museum of sculptures of strange beasts.

Fang Heng looked at them curiously. Were they gargoyles? In his memory, Fang Heng had read about gargoyles in occult books.

After walking for a full five minutes, a tall iron door appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw the door, Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

It was similar to the door he saw when he entered the game through the imprint!

The difference was that the patterns engraved on the door frame were not the same.

And the door here was especially huge.

It was more than two stories high.

The attendant walked forward and pushed open the hall door.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind the door.

In the hall, a giant-sized crystal platform cut the circular hall into a ring.

People gathered in groups of two or three in the hall, discussing something. On the left side were chairs for people to rest and chat, and on the right side were rows of counters for handling affairs.

"This is the hall of the dead. Usually, only scholars who study necromancy can enter here. They usually register here, trade some materials, or have academic exchanges with their peers, sell intelligence, share missions, and so on."

Hall of the dead?

Fang Heng was stunned.

He had never thought that there was such a place in this world.

"Uncle Mo, are you also a necromancer?"

The attendant looked at Fang Heng and explained, "Mr. Mo is our honorary teacher."

Fang Heng's eyelids twitched.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Dickey is waiting for you in the VIP room. I'll take you there first."

The attendant guided the two of them through a passage at the back of the hall of the dead.

After climbing the long stairs and passing through the long pathway, the three of them came to a door.

"Please, I'll wait for you at the door."

"Thank you."

Mo Yunxiao was the first to push the door open and enter.

In the VIP room, a middle-aged man in a suit was sitting behind the workbench.

He immediately stood up to welcome Mo Yunxiao.

"Boss Mo, it's been a while." Dickey smiled warmly and nodded at Mo Yunxiao. "May you have eternal peace."

"Thank you."

Mo Yunxiao introduced Fang Heng to Dickey. "A junior of mine has encountered a small problem. He came here specifically to ask for your help in necromancy."

"You're too polite. We're old friends. I've always been blessed by Old Mr. Mo. I'll definitely do my best."

"In fact, it's about the resurrection of the dead."

Mo Yunxiao brought Fang Heng to sit on the sofa.

He slowly recounted what he had heard from Fang Heng.

Listening to Mo Yunxiao's complete narration, Dickey smiled. "You've come to the right person. In terms of controlling souls, we necromancers have a lot of experience."

"The basic science of the necromancy system is the soul summoning skill that can summon the broken souls of the dead. By guiding the souls back into the dead, the dead will be resurrected and become a basic warrior."

"However…"

Dickey paused and slowly looked at Fang Heng. "However, the soul summoning skill has a huge flaw."

"What flaw?"

"The first flaw is the preparation time and the effect duration. The initial preparation for summoning a specific soul is very complicated, and the effect duration after success is very short."

"The second flaw is the memories. The souls that are forcefully summoned back are not complete. They will lose most of the memories from their previous lives, and most of them will leave behind some instincts, such as battle memories that have been tempered over and over again, or some obsessions before they die."

"In addition, if their souls are corroded, there will be many adverse reactions after being summoned into their bodies."

Fang Heng frowned.

"Adverse reactions? Such as?"

"Many, the most common, uncontrollable killings. There are even cases where normal souls have already been obliterated, and there's no way to complete the summoning…"

Fang Heng lowered his head in thought.

The mission given by the King of Gods' game only stated that Hila had to be resurrected.

As for whether there were any memories from the previous life, soul corrosion, and adverse reactions after the resurrection, these were not important. "Another point, the stronger the soul is before death, the harder it is to summon it. You have to consider this point in advance if you want to complete the soul summoning skill in the King of Gods' game."

Troublesome soul summoning skill.

Just listening to it made Fang Heng's head ache.

Fang Heng muttered softly, "I didn't expect it to be so complicated."

"Maybe. To the believers of death, death means eternal peace. Disturbing the peace of the dead is not a moral thing."

Eternal? Peace?

Fang Heng lowered his head in thought.

The next moment, a game message appeared in Fang Heng's vision.

(Hint: Based on basic occult, you have mastered some knowledge from your conversation with Dickey. Your necromancy talent has increased by 0.05.]

(Hint: Your necromancy talent: 83.25 (one in ten thousand). You have a unique talent for practicing necromancy.]

Eh? His necromancy talent was so high?

Fang Heng was stunned.

On second thought, it seemed to make sense.

He had an initial S-level skill: Zombie clone.

Perhaps zombie clone and necromancy were somewhat related.

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Chapter 518 The Basics of Necromancy

Eh?

That's not right!

Fang Heng suddenly thought of something and his eyelids twitched.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Dickey. He was imparting skills to a player outside of the game!

Could it be that Dickey was also a demi-human tribe?!

Dickey looked at Fang Heng calmly.

"If it's a mission in the game, I can help you find a reliable necromancer. He will help you complete the summoning of the soul. Of course, all of this will be paid for, including the casting materials. If It's all inclusive, I think 4,000 King of Gods'points would be a reasonable price."

"Our Necromancer Association will be the judge. If the mission fails, all King of Gods' points will be returned."

Fang Heng was worried as he listened.

4,000 King of Gods' points was indeed very expensive.

But if it was possible, he also wanted it to be simpler and spend some money to settle it all.

Unfortunately, in the King of Gods' game, it was extremely difficult to invade the low-tier from the high-tier.

This was not something that could be solved by simply spending 4,000 King of Gods' points.

...

Finding someone to help wasn't possible.

He could only rely on himself.

"I'm in an elementary game."

Hearing this, Dickey was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone to help you."

"What if I do it myself? What if I personally learn necromancy and learn the soul summoning skill?"

Dickey didn't answer. He turned to look at Mo Yunxiao.

Mo Yunxiao nodded at Dickey. "I can be Fang Heng's sponsor and recommend him to join the Necromancer Association."

"Of course." Dickey thought for a moment and said, "After joining the Necromancer Association, we are willing to teach you the most basic necromancy. An entry-level basic subject will cost 2,000 King of Gods' points."

Learn!

Fang Heng gritted his teeth.

It was better to learn more skills.

In an elementary game, no one else could be relied on, so he could only rely on himself!

After completing the main storyline ending of District 7, he would be able to earn another round of King of Gods' points.

This 2,000 points would be his initial investment!

"Alright, I'm willing to learn."

"You have considered it carefully? Young scholar, learning necromancy will take a long time."

Long time?

Fang Heng stared into Dickey's eyes.

Perhaps for others.

But for him, he had a large number of zombie clones. When the time came, he would just farm experience points along the way!

"Yes, I'm willing to learn."

Dickey stood up and walked to Fang Heng. He stretched out a dry finger and gently tapped Fang Heng's forehead.

"May you have eternal peace, young man." (Hint: You have spent 2,000 points to learn basic necromancy from Dickey (Level 1).]

Skill: Basic necromancy.

Skill description: Initial skills of necromancy. Through this skill, you can use some of the tools related to necromancy to learn related necromancy skills.

Skill description: This skill can be upgraded to Level 10 at most.

Dickey put down his finger.

"Please follow me, young scholar. I will teach you the most basic of skills."

Dickey personally led the two of them back to the hall of the dead.

He walked to the counter and personally helped Fang Heng register the records. Then, he took out a Book of the Dead from the counter and handed it to Fang Heng.

"The Book of the Dead is a basic tool for learning necromancy. If the Book of the Dead is accidentally damaged, you can use King of Gods' points to purchase it at the counter. A Book of the Dead only costs 30 King of Gods' points. It's very cheap."

Fang Heng took the book from Dickey.

A line of game hints appeared in his vision.

(Hint: You have obtained an item-Book of the Dead (Level o).]

Item: Book of the Dead (Level o).

Current experience points: 0.00%

Current maximum soul capacity of the Book of the Dead: 0/100.

Description: Write your name on the title page and become a follower of the dead. You can become the owner of the Book of the Dead.

Description: The Book of the Dead is a tool needed to cast most undead spells, and it is also a container for storing souls.

Description: The Book of the Dead can be upgraded by devouring souls, the upgrade can increase the maximum number of souls stored, slightly increase the success rate of undead spells, slightly increase the speed of devouring souls, and the success rate of sealing souls.

Description: The Book of the Dead cannot be used by others after binding.

After receiving the book, Dickey left the hall of the dead with the two of them, accompanied by the attendant.

Following another long pathway in the passage, the four of them went down the stairs until they arrived at the second basement.

In an empty room.

Just as he stepped into the room, Fang Heng instantly felt a cold aura assaulting him.

Dickey extinguished the candle flame on the candlestick, picked up a new candle from the counter beside the room's entrance, and lit it.

"Puff."

The blue flame flickered.

The burning soul flame illuminated the surroundings.

Fang Heng's eyelids twitched slightly.

Under the illumination of the blue soul flame, he saw that the room was filled with wandering souls.

"I call this place the wailing room."

Dickey's tone carried a hint of self-satisfaction, "After the Necromancer Association spent several decades collecting souls, many of the association's members would use the wailing room to train in necromancy, raising the level of their skills and the abilities of the Book of the Dead."

"There's no need to worry. These souls were obtained through official channels, and they were all authorized by the Federation."

Fang Heng frowned. "Then what should I do?"

"Yes, pay attention. The red souls are angry souls, while the blue souls are relatively quiet. The white souls represent that their abilities have become weaker and weaker, and the fainter the color, the more likely they are to disappear."

Dickey casually pointed at the souls floating in the air and continued to explain, "Simply put, the darker the color, the higher the strength of the souls. At the same time, the Book of the Dead will receive more nourishment after absorbing them."

"The Book of the Dead acts as a container. It can temporarily absorb souls, and it can also devour and digest the absorbed souls."

"After the digestion is complete, the experience points of the Book of the Dead will be increased, and your elementary necromancy experience points will also be slightly increased."

"To you, both the improvement of the Book of the Dead and the improvement of your own body are extremely important."

"So what you need to do is try to integrate these souls into the Book of the Dead and complete the devouring process."

Fang Heng finally understood the gist of it.

He tried to open the newly obtained Book of the Dead in his hand.

The Book of the Dead was completely blank.

Fang Heng turned to look at Dickey. "Is it very difficult?"

"Difficult?" Dickey shook his head repeatedly. "Not at all. It's not difficult at the beginning. Souls whose will is already so weak that they are on the verge of dissipating are often easily attracted to the Book of the Dead." "But as the strength of the soul body increases, they will become more and more disobedient. Necromancers often need to spend a lot of time to collect a relatively high-level soul."

"As I said before, learning necromancy is a very boring process. In most cases, it requires a lot of time to practice."

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Chapter 519 Capturing Souls

"Let me show you."

Dickey flipped his wrist as he spoke, and a Book of the Dead appeared in his palm.

He casually flipped open one of the pages of the Book of the Dead and pointed the book at a vengeful spirit.

The vengeful spirit in mid-air was instantly frozen.

The Book of the Dead released an invisible attractiveness.

The vengeful spirit's body was gradually sucked into the Book of the Dead uncontrollably.

"Roar!!!"

The vengeful spirit finally let out an unwilling roar and was completely pulled into the Book of the Dead and disappeared.

Fang Heng was in a trance for a moment.

When he came back to his senses again, Dickey had already closed the Book of the Dead with an expressionless face.

"Isn't it very simple?"

"Can I try it?" "Of course."

Fang Heng was indeed a little impatient.

...

He closed his eyes, opened the Book of the Dead and placed it flat on his chest.

He poured his mental strength into the Book of the Dead, and the opened pages immediately released a weak attractiveness.

Unfortunately, the attractiveness was too small, and the wandering soul was not affected at all. On the contrary, it was getting farther and farther away from Fang Heng.

Fang Heng was not in a hurry. He just kept moving

After waiting for five minutes, a light blue soul floated in front of the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hand.

It seemed to have been affected by the Book of the Dead's attractive force. Its movements had just been slightly affected by the Book of the Dead.

Suddenly, as if it was frightened, it broke free and escaped quickly.

Fang Heng opened his eyes again.

He failed.

It was much more difficult than he had imagined to seal a soul.

"Young scholar, your talent in necromancy is quite good, but even so, you still need a bit of luck to complete the collection of souls."

"Let's take it slow. The interesting thing is that as followers of death, we have a long time to practice."

"New members can use the wailing room three times for free. After that, every time they enter the wailing room, they have to register for an appointment and spend 50 King of Gods' points."

"Young man, studying necromancy is an extremely long process. I hope you can persevere."

As he spoke, Dickey turned his head to look at Mo Yunxiao.

"Mr. Mo, it's been a long time. How about I treat you to a drink?".

"It's my honor. I also brought you a gift. Apart from that, there's something else I'd like to discuss with you privately."

As Mo Yunxiao spoke, Fang Heng nodded, "Fang Heng, the undead fog blocks all nearby signals. If you want to communicate with the outside world, you can only do so through an internal phone. If you complete your cultivation in advance, you can go to the third floor and register for a room to rest. I'll come and look for you in a while."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Mo."

"You're welcome."

Between the Souls.

Fang Heng had been maintaining the action of releasing the Book of the Dead for a whole hour.

An extremely thin soul finally approached the Book of the Dead.

It did not realize that danger was coming.

Being pulled by the Book of the Dead's strength, it was gradually absorbed by the Book of the Dead.

Until its entire body was sucked into the Book of the Dead.

"Pa!"

Fang Heng suddenly opened his eyes and abruptly closed the Book of the Dead.

"Hu!!!"

Fang Heng let out a huge sigh of relief.

It had been a full hour!

It had finally appeared!

A line of small words appeared on his retina.

(Hint: You have completed the imprisonment of the soul. Your basic necromancy experience points 0.001.)

"F*ck! Only 0.001?"

Seeing the humiliating game hint, Fang Heng cursed softly and sat down on the ground.

(Hint: Player's skill-occult ritual (soul-binding soul seal) unlocked a new special ability.]

Huh?

Unlocked a new ability again?

Fang Heng could not help but reach out his hand and looked down at the mark on the back of his hand.

However, it seemed that he could not see the detailed description of the skill outside of the game.

Just as Fang Heng was thinking, a game hint flashed in his vision again.

(Hint: Through skill-occult ritual, your necromancy talent has increased by 0.001.]

The necromancy talent ability has also increased?

Fang Heng scratched his hair.

It seemed that the newly activated ability was most likely related to the undead world, and it could also increase the necromancy talent.

At least compared to ordinary people, he could farm skill experience points and talent points at the same time.

It was good news!

Next, he should try to see how the effect of devouring and absorbing souls was.

Fang Heng thought, calmed his heart and continued to close his eyes.

He sank his consciousness into the Book of the Dead and controlled it to devour the souls he had just obtained.

The devouring was extremely slow.

Fang Heng could feel that the Book of the Dead was slowly devouring the sealed soul.

After a full 20 minutes, Fang Heng opened his eyes again.

(Hint: Through the Book of the Dead, you have absorbed a weak soul that is about to dissipate. Basic necromancy experience points 0.005, your Book of the Dead experience points 1.]

(Hint: Through skill-occult ritual, your necromancy talent has increased by 0.001.]

It's actually…

So draggy?

Absorbing a soul only increased 0.005 experience points?

Sealing a soul could increase by 0.001, but he only increased it by five times?

"This is a waste of time."

"At this rate, it will take more than ten years to summon Hila's soul back."

"It will be too late."

Fang Heng frowned and lowered his head to ponder.

His advantage was the zombie clone.

How could he use the zombie clones to increase the efficiency of gaining experience points?

Got it!

Suddenly, Fang Heng's eyes lit up.

Since he could gain a small number of experience points by collecting souls through the Book of the Dead, he might as well not absorb and devour souls.

He would directly grab the souls into the Book of the Dead, then use the imprint on the back of his hand and the space-time jump backpack to return the Book of the Dead to the game world.

Then, he would think of a way to create a weakened version of the wailing room in the game world, so that the zombies could stay in there, catch and release souls to farm experience points!

This should be able to greatly increase the efficiency of leveling!

This plan would work!

In a short moment, Fang Heng completed the outline of the plan.

The only problem was…

He had to restart and capture the souls again.

Fang Heng took a deep breath and roused his spirit. He held the Book of the Dead in his hand and continued to focus on capturing the souls.

This time, after a full hour and a half, the second weak soul that had lost its way accidentally entered a dangerous place and was conveniently captured by Fang Heng.

"Done!"

The beginning was always the hardest!

Fang Heng encouraged himself.

With a flip of his wrist, the Book of the Dead was put into the warp backpack slot in his game backpack.

In short, he had to return to the game first to see what skill he had just mastered through the occult ritual. Then, he could create the wailing room in prison and rely on the zombie clones to level up his skill…

After looking around and confirming that there was no one else in the hall, Fang Heng closed his eyes.

A magic array appeared under his feet. Fang Heng was entangled by green-gray palms that drilled out of the magic array and dragged into the magic array before disappearing.

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Chapter 520 Death Realm

(Hint: During the time you are offline, your zombie clone has completed the sealing of the wooden cup*1,856,292. Through the occult ritual, you have obtained 1,834.292 sealing skill points…)

(Hint: Your basic sealing technique experience points have reached the current upper limit.]

Returning to the game, Fang Heng quickly glanced at the game hint.

Since sealing living things didn't increase his experience points for sealing technique, Fang Heng continued to switch to sealing wooden cups with his zombie clones.

After all, it was all to farm talent points, so sealing wooden cups was simpler and more efficient.

But now..

He stopped farming sealing techniques and switched to necromancy instead.

Fang Heng thought as he rushed to the underground hall. At the same time, he opened the game log and flipped to the occult ritual skill to check its attribute.

Other than the previous few special abilities that had not changed, the occult ritual unlocked another special ability.

Skill-occult ritual (binding soul seal).

Tier: Tier 1.

Special ability (death realm): You will not be affected by the distortion of the death realm. In the death realm, you will receive an additional 10% increase in all attributes. Your necromancy talent will receive an extremely weak increase through training.

As expected!

...

The newly acquired skill allowed the necromancy talent to increase as well! There was also the death realm.

Did it refer to the world of the dead?

Fang Heng was suspicious as he took out the Book of the Dead from his warp backpack.

The Book of the Dead contained a soul that he had painstakingly sealed previously. According to the previous plan, in theory, he could rely on the soul cycle to seal, release, seal and release to gain experience points and talent abilities!

Who cares, let's try it out first!

Fang Heng opened the Book of the Dead.

Injecting mental strength, the soul that had been sucked into the Book of the Dead was released.

After the previous struggle, the body of the soul became dimmer, as if it could disappear at any time.

Fang Heng threw the Book of the Dead behind him.

A zombie clone extended a vine from its body, tightly binding the Book of the Dead that fell from the sky.

Fang Heng continued to order the zombie clone to use the Book of the Dead to seal its soul.

The vine zombie directly opened the Book of the Dead.

It released a weak attractiveness from the Book of the Dead.

It worked!

Fang Heng's heart relaxed.

Since the Book of the Dead was bound to his own body, he was most worried that the zombie clone would not be able to use it.

Now, it seemed that apart from being a 'summoned creature', the zombie clone also had the 'clone' attribute. It could also inherit and use the Book of the Dead.

Fang Heng raised his head to look again.

The soul wandering in the air had no interest in the Book of the Dead at all. It kept floating in the air until it sank into the wall.

In just a few seconds, the soul completely disappeared.

What?

Fang Heng stood where he was and was stunned.

"It ran away just like that?"

Fang Heng instantly reacted.

The souls of the dead didn't have a physical body, so theoretically, it was easy for them to pass through the wall.

The souls did not leave the wailing room. It was very likely that they had gone through special treatment in that space.

There must be something wrong with the black brick wall in the room!

"D*mn! I've been working for more than an hour for nothing!"

Fang Heng felt angry.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Fang Heng activated the magic array and closed his eyes again.

A magic array appeared under his feet.

He left the game and returned to the real world.

As the warp backpack slot had entered its cooldown, the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hand was also forced to stay in the game world.

After thinking for a while, Fang Heng turned around and walked out of the wailing room.

An attendant stood at the door of the room, holding a candlestick in his hand.

"Mr. Fang Heng, have you finished using the wailing room this time?".

Fang Heng did not answer, but only asked, "The wailing room is specially made, so it can prevent souls from escaping through the wall, right?"

"Yes, that is a special material that the Necromancer Association spent a long time developing. By painting it on the wall, it can lock souls within the wailing room, but only for weaker souls."

The attendant explained calmly.

"Are these materials very expensive?"

"In terms of price, they're not precious, but making the paint requires a long production process and takes a lot of time. Other than the paint that can prevent the soul from escaping, there's also a special magic array inside the wailing room that can maintain the soul's survival for as long as possible."

"Not turning on the lights is also to allow the soul to adapt more and avoid being

provoked."

Fang Heng muttered, "Why don't we build the room smaller? This way, we can save materials and increase the chances of using the Book of the Dead to try our luck."

"The more crowded the souls in the unit space, the easier it is for problems to appear. The narrow and isolated environment will accelerate their deaths. Secondly, the situation of the souls fighting with each other will become more frequent. The design of the wailing room is to ensure the soul's survival for a long time."

"Thank you, I understand."

After some discussion, Fang Heng finally understood.

Theoretically speaking, it was possible to create a simplified version of the wailing room in the game and then let the zombie clones slowly gain experience.

As for the magic array to maintain the soul's activity, it was not necessary.

It was too troublesome.

If he caught a batch of souls and threw them in, he estimated that the zombie clones would probably die after a few hundred or thousands of cycles. There was no need for that.

The problem now was the paint.

After thinking carefully, Fang Heng raised his head and asked, "Do you have any extra paint? Can you provide me some?"

"The paint will lose its effectiveness after a period of time, so we have a lot of spare paint. If you need some, we can provide some for

you."

"Thank you. What about the Book of the Dead? Can you lend me some more?"

"Hmm?" This was the first time the attendant had heard such a strange request. His face was blank. "What did you say, Mr. Fang Heng?"

"Can you lend me a few more Books of the Dead?"

"I'm sorry, but Book of the Dead cannot be borrowed."

Under the attendant's guidance, Fang Heng arrived at the registration area of the hall of the dead.

"Esteemed member, here are the 100 Books of the Dead that you need. Please keep them well."

Under the strange gaze of the cashier, Fang Heng spent 3,000 King of Gods' points to purchase 100 Books of the Dead.

The good news was that the Books of the Dead could be stacked together and placed in a slot in his backpack.

Theoretically, he only needed to travel five times and spend 10 hours equipping 100 zombie clones.

At this point, the 7,800 King of Gods' points that he had obtained from completing the main storyline mission of District 8 had already reached 70-80%.

Fang Heng sighed silently in his heart.

Poor!

This wave had to end as soon as possible to complete the ending mission for District 7 and recuperate his losses.

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Chapter 521 Work Through the Night

The five attendants helped Fang Heng carry bags of thick Books of the Dead and buckets of special paint to the room together.

Along the way, the necromancers in the hall of the dead cast puzzled gazes at Fang Heng.

Most of the necromancers were engrossed in their research and rarely paid attention to what was happening outside.

However, such a rare sight still attracted their attention.

Among the crowd, Tan Shuo revealed a puzzled expression. His gaze followed Fang Heng until he left the hall of the dead.

Tan Shuo was a member of the Federation.

In fact, not long before Fang Heng entered the hall of the dead, several major members of the Federation, including Tan Shuo, had already received the news of Fang Heng's arrival.

They had not received any specific orders, but they could only pay attention to Fang Heng's actions.

Tan Shuo was very curious about this player who had only spent a few months to obtain ownership of District 8.

Seeing was better than hearing. He was indeed very strange.

Tan Shuo wanted to follow Fang Heng and see what he was up to.

His companion patted Tan Shuo's shoulder. "Don't bother about him. Get ready. We have more important things to do."

"Okay."

...

Tan Shuo nodded and looked away from Fang

Heng.

Fang Heng was thinking about how to earn experience points. He didn't realize that someone was observing him in the crowd.

Under the guidance of the attendant, he left the hall and walked in the direction of the wailing room.

Every new member of the Necromancer Association had a total of three free opportunities to enter the room.

Fang Heng was currently very poor.

He did not want to waste this opportunity.

Therefore, for the next period of time, he was prepared to stay in the wailing room to collect experience points.

"Thank you. I'll do it myself."

Putting a hundred books and two buckets of paint into the wailing room, Fang Heng chased the few attendants out of the room and closed the door with his own hands.

He was going to work through the night!

Fang Heng took a deep breath, patted his cheek and lit the soul candle on the table.

Under the illumination of the soul flame, the wandering souls could be clearly seen.

There was no shortcut.

When he had just started, he had to think of ways to catch the vengeful spirits one by one. Fang Heng picked up a Book of the Dead and started to catch the vengeful spirits.

He firmly believed that everything would be fine.

"Strange, where did God go…"

Mo Jiawei searched in the game for a long time but still could not find Fang Heng. He also did not hear from Victor that Fang Heng had gone to another world.

After wandering around the prison for three full rounds, Mo Jiawei mustered up his courage and came to the entrance pathway of a newly built basement in the prison.

In the pathway, Lucia leaned against the wall.

Seeing Mo Jiawei coming, Lucia instantly entered combat mode. Her body suddenly straightened and her right hand touched the dagger. Her sharp eyes stared at Mo Jiawei. "Uh…"

Mo Jiawei didn't know how he had offended Lucia.

But he felt a little guilty.

"Lucia, you… haven't rested yet?"

"Yes."

Lucia responded with a cold "Yes". Her face was full of vigilance and indifference.

"Uh, I mean, have you seen Fang Heng? I have something very important to look for him, but I can't seem to find him."

Mo Jiawei shrunk his neck. He felt that the air around him had inexplicably dropped a few degrees.

"Fang Heng is now in his room in seclusion. You can't go in and disturb him."

"Huh? Seclusion?"

Mo Jiawei scratched the back of his neck, feeling a little anxious.

It seemed that the Federation had something very important to look for Fang Heng. It was said that it had something to do with what happened in District 7.

Chen Yu started to make a series of life-threatening calls. He had already made dozens of calls.

However, Fang Heng was now in seclusion again.

Mo Jiawei probed, "Why don't you go in and call him?"

"No, I'm in charge of protecting Fang Heng when he's in seclusion." Lucia's expression became even colder. She held the dagger in her hand and assumed a battle stance. "Do you really have to go in?"

"No, no, no, it's not that serious."

Mo Jiawei was so scared that he hurriedly waved his hand. "Lucia, when Fang Heng comes out, help me tell him that the Federation has an urgent matter to look for him. It's very urgent, very crucial."

"En, alright, I understand."

Lucia put away her dagger in disappointment. She coldly acknowledged once again, using her eyes to signal that Mo Jiawei could leave.

Mo Jiawei swallowed his saliva, thinking to himself, "Why are you so disappointed!"

Sighing heavily in his heart, Mo Jiawei could only return the way he came. In the room behind Lucia.

It was pitch black.

Only a burning soul candle lit up the surroundings.

On the ground, a magic array appeared.

Fang Heng returned to the game.

(Hint: Your zombie clone has completed sealing soul*15. You have received 0.015 experience points for basic necromancy skills and 0.015 talent for necromancy.]

Glancing at the game hint, Fang Heng opened the Book of the Dead again.

Three white souls were released from the Book of the Dead.

"Finally, this is more like it."

After spending a full 24 hours, Fang Heng finally set up a simplified version of the wailing room in the prison.

A hundred zombie clones lined up in a row, using the Book of the Dead in their hands to try and grab souls.

After each grab, they would release the soul and the cycle would repeat.

Basically, a weak soul that had been grabbed dozens of times would completely exhaust its soul strength and disappear.

It was still too slow.

The initial accumulation was the most troublesome.

Fang Heng shook his head helplessly and left the game again.

The next night, Mo Yunxiao and Dickey returned to the wailing room to look for Fang Heng.

"Is Fang Heng still cultivating inside?"

"Yes, Mr. Mo, Fang Heng has been in there for more than 30 hours.'

Outside the room, the attendant respectfully reported to Mo Yunxiao.

"It seems that your junior is very diligent."

Dickey, who was traveling with Mo Yunxiao, had a nostalgic look on his face.

"This reminds me of when I learned the necromancy. At that time, we didn't have the wailing room. I could only go to the death realm to search for souls under the protection of my teacher."

"With his talent and diligence, I estimate that he will be able to complete the soul summoning skill in three years."

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"Three years is too long." Mo Yunxiao smiled and shook his head. "He still has important things to do. I'm afraid that he can't wait for three years."

"For necromancy, it's not necessarily a bad thing to rush things, but it's definitely not a good thing. Have you decided?" "Yes."

"Alright, as you wish."

Dickey nodded and pushed open the door to the room.

Fang Heng was still in the room, holding a Book of the Dead in both hands to collect souls.

The two of them looked at each other.

Dickey's expression was even more approving

In the early stages, practicing necromancy outside of the game could be said to be a torment.

It was a torment that was almost endless.

Novice players with average talent would usually need to spend a few hours to complete a capture. In addition to the subsequent devouring and absorbing, it would add up to about 0.01 experience points.

It would take decades to raise the skill level by a level!

Ordinary people had given up long ago.

Dickey did not see any dejection from Fang Heng. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit.

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Chapter 522 The Wailing Hall

Dickey didn't see any dejection from Fang Heng. On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit.

Fang Heng was indeed full of fighting spirit.

The joy of playing throughout the night!

Compared to 36 hours ago, he could already capture the souls into the Book of the Dead more easily.

Now, normal souls wouldn't be able to escape so easily after getting close to the Book of the Dead.

After a period of time, he would be able to win every time.

Fang Heng could feel that he was getting stronger.

The first time, he spent a whole hour to capture the souls.

Now, he could capture two souls in an hour!

An epic improvement!

It seemed that the number of souls had only doubled, but Fang Heng knew how hard it was.

As time passed, more and more souls would be locked up in the prison, and the speed at which the zombie clones could capture souls would also increase.

At the same time, as the number of captured souls increased, his skills, experience points and talent points would also gradually increase, and the capture rate would also increase, forming a perfect positive cycle!

...

The speed of his improvement would become faster and faster!

Having not slept for more than 30 hours, Fang Heng's eyes were red but his spirit was still high.

"Fang Heng."

Hearing someone call his name, Fang Heng turned his head and looked at the two people behind him.

Mo Yunxiao asked, "How's the necromancy training going?" "Not bad."

Fang Heng replied.

This place was dark, and he did not know how much time had passed. He had been running back and forth between capturing the vengeful spirits and returning to the game to release the vengeful spirits.

"I have a piece of good news for you," Dickey said. "I had a discussion with Mr. Mo just now. Our Necromancer Association is willing to provide you with an opportunity to quickly upgrade your necromancy skills."

Level up quickly?!

Fang Heng's eyes could not help but light up when he heard that, and he was overjoyed.

That would be great!

As long as he was given the opportunity to think of a way to survive the accumulation period from scratch in the early stage, the speed at which he would gain experience points in the later stage would be absolutely terrifying!

"Really?"

"Yes, such an opportunity is only available once every six months. We are willing to provide you with this opportunity to join us. In return, you owe us, the Necromancer Association, a favor."

"Sure."

Fang Heng agreed immediately.

He owed a lot of favors outside.

Old Black, Black Castle and the Mo Family.

He still lacked a Necromancer Association?

There was no need to worry about debt.

"A smart choice." Dickey nodded, "We still need five hours to prepare for the Wailing Hall. During this time, I suggest you keep meditating and recover to your best condition. I will come and pick you up in three and a half hours."

Fang Heng raised his hand and put the Book of the Dead back into his hand.

"I understand. Thank you very much."

In the guest room, after meditating for three and a half hours, the attendant woke Fang Heng up. Under the guidance of the attendant, Fang Heng followed the stairs all the way to the fifth basement.

Standing in front of a hall, the attendant handed the blue soul candle in his hand to Fang Heng. "Mr. Fang Heng, please come in. Mr. Dickey is waiting for you in the Wailing Hall. Please don't tell anyone what you see or hear in the Wailing Hall. Thank you for your understanding and support."

"Okay."

Fang Heng nodded, took the soul candle from the waiter and stepped into the room.

"Welcome to the Wailing Hall, Fang Heng." After stepping into the door, Fang Heng saw a wide circular hall at first glance.

It was ten times bigger than the wailing room he had seen before!

Under the illumination of the soul fire, the entire hall was filled with souls that were running around.

Runes were drawn on the ceiling of the hall.

Was it a magic array?

Fang Heng raised his head and looked up.

It was a super-sized magic array, almost covering the entire ceiling of the wailing room.

The magic array was in a state of activation. It was constantly rotating, emitting a weak red light.

And in the middle of the room, there was a rift.

The moment he saw that rift, Fang Heng's pupils slightly dilated.

He knew very little about the magic array, but he could see that the rift in the middle of the room was the central core of the entire magic array.

And that rift…

Fang Heng felt that it was very familiar.

It was very similar to the spatial rift he had broken through before!

But the color was not quite the same.

"That's the rift that leads to the death realm."

Noticing Fang Heng's gaze, Dickey, who was standing at the side, began to explain.

"Mr. Dickey."

Fang Heng nodded to greet him.

"Yes, this is a very small rift. It's so small that even slightly stronger souls can not pass through, but it's still filled with danger."

Dickey turned his head to look at Fang Heng.

"It's best not to get close to it."

The death realm!

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

The newly activated special ability of the imprint on the back of his hand had a description of the death realm.

"Mr. Dickey, what is the death realm? Is it a world in the game?" "That is the final home of the dead. You can think that it's a world in the game, or you can think that it's not."

As Dickey spoke, he shifted his gaze towards the rift and continued to explain, "The origin of this rift is a long story. I can only say that as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the Federation, Our Necromancer Association is responsible for permanently guarding this rift for generations to ensure its safety."

"However, my uncle felt that just guarding it was too wasteful, so he used it as the core to create the Wailing Hall."

"Perhaps you've guessed it as well. The souls you saw in the wailing room were all obtained from the rifts leading to the death realm."

Fang Heng was a little dizzy from listening.

He still didn't understand if the death realm was a world that belonged to the game.

Or perhaps there wasn't such an obvious dividing line between the real world and the game world?

The death realm, could it be a place where reality and games were fused?

Dickey smiled. "This is our Necromancer Association's secret. You will keep it a secret for us, right?"

"Of course, I won't let down the Necromancer Association's trust."

With the attitude of putting it aside if he did not understand, Fang Heng withdrew his gaze from the death realm's rift.

"What should I do now? Can I use the Book of the Dead here to increase the success rate of the seal?"

"As you can see, the magic array on the ceiling of the wailing room plays a suppressing role and maintain the stability of the death realm rift."

"Later, we will fully activate the magic array in the room above. At that time, all the souls in the Wailing Hall will be suppressed. In this state, it will be difficult for them to escape the binding of the Book of the Dead."

"Every time the magic array is activated, a large number of resources will be consumed. Each time the magic array is activated, it can last for about 72 hours, so please cherish your time," Dickey explained in as much detail as possible, "That's all. Do you have any more questions?"

"Yes, I do."

Chapter 523 Exactly What He Wanted

Fang Heng understood.

In other words, once the magic array started to operate, the difficulty of capturing souls would be greatly reduced!

Good!

72 hours. He had to seize the time to capture as many souls as possible, and expand the wailing room in his own prison!

Fang Heng made up his mind.

"Mm, we still need some time to make the final adjustment of the magic array. You can choose the best location."

Dickey pointed to the circular hall.

"It is estimated that the magic array will be activated in an hour. Besides you, there will be twelve other scholars who are studying necromancy joining us. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, the thirteen positions are fixed. You can choose one first."

"Thank you."

Fang Heng thanked him again.

It turned out that besides him, there were 12 other people participating.

Although the number of souls in the Wailing Hall seemed to be very dense, Fang Heng already regarded these 12 people as competitors in his heart.

If he wanted to get more souls, he would have to rely on his own abilities.

...

Fang Heng thought as he stood at the exit of the Wailing Hall and roughly scanned the room.

Although using the Book of the Dead to digest the soul required full concentration and energy, it was basically impossible to notice what was happening in the outside world.

However, he still had to keep going back and forth in the game.

Mo Yunxiao had once warned him that the move to enter the game directly was related to the secret of the mark on the back of his hand, and it was best not to expose it in front of outsiders.

So it was better to keep a low profile.

The position in the corner was even more difficult to discover.

With this thought, Fang Heng walked straight to the corner.

Dickey frowned.

He was a little puzzled.

He had brought Fang Heng here first this time to let Fang Heng choose the most advantageous position first.

But he had not expected that Fang Heng would actually choose such a corner position.

"Fang Heng, are you sure you want to choose this position?"

"Yes, the corner is more suitable for overall planning and observation."

"Yes, not a bad choice. I wish you good luck." Dickey waved his hand. "I'll go check on the preparation of the magic array in the upper level."

After watching Dickey leave, Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a while.

This opportunity that came once every six months and he even got a favor. He could not waste it so easily. He had to do his best to enjoy it.

Fang Heng secretly made up his mind.

He stood up again and opened the door to the room in the Wailing Hall.

At the entrance, two attendants stood guard at the door.

"Mr. Fang Heng, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I need more Books of the Dead."

Fang Heng nodded. "I need 19 more." The attendants looked at each other.

One of them was already used to Fang Heng's strange requests. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll take you back to the hall of the dead now."

Returning to the counter to go through the purchase procedures, Fang Heng spent another 570 King of Gods' points to purchase 19 Books of the Dead.

By the time Fang Heng returned to the Wailing Hall with a thick stack of books in each hand, the other 12 necromancers who had participated in the Wailing Hall's training had all gathered.

Seeing Fang Heng enter the hall, everyone cast puzzled glances at him.

It was too strange.

They had never seen anyone carrying so many Books of the Dead into the Wailing Hall to cultivate.

What kind of trick was this?

Could it be that he relied on the number of Books of the Dead to win?

His train of thought was really strange.

What was even stranger was that normal necromancers might not have the strength to truss a chicken, but a thick Book of the Dead was not considered light either.

He was actually carrying a huge stack of books in each hand?

For a moment, many people even felt that Fang Heng was a proper amateur necromancer.

However, the Necromancer Association would never allow such an amateur to enter such an important Wailing Hall.

Fang Heng looked around and nodded slightly at the gaze that was thrown at him.

All the necromancers who had participated in the training had already taken their positions, leaving only the last corner of the hall.

It was exactly what they wanted!

Fang Heng was in a good mood.

He suddenly realized that the last position should be one that the Necromancer Association had specially added for him.

He was originally outside the list.

Walking straight to his seat, Fang Heng threw the two stacks of Books of the Dead onto the ground.

"Dong!"

The two stacks of books fell to the ground with a "Dong' sound.

It was extremely dull.

The surrounding necromancers looked at Fang Heng strangely once again.

Fang Heng sat down quietly and closed his eyes to meditate.

"As long as I'm not embarrassed, the one who's embarrassed will be the others!"

When everyone saw Fang Heng enter a meditative state, they gradually withdrew their gazes.

Among the many scholars in the hall, two Federation players looked at each other.

Tan Shuo frowned.

Why did Fang Heng come to the Wailing Hall?

He was only a player in an elementary game. How did he have the ability to come into contact with necromancy?

Moreover, he had just joined the Necromancer Association. He could actually join the Wailing Hall that opened every six months?

One had to know that there were very few training spots for the opening day of the Wailing Hall. The Federation had spent a lot of effort to obtain two tickets.

What was even weirder was that the matter regarding District 7 of the Zombie Apocalypse had caused a commotion outside yesterday.

The Federation had even asked Fang Heng for help, and was even willing to give a large portion of the points as compensation.

However, Fang Heng had no intention of talking at all. He simply disappeared without a trace.

So he had been hiding in the Wailing Hall the entire time.

But why did he not care about the Zombie Apocalypse game at all? Instead, he was quietly learning necromancy here?

Tan Shuo had a hundred question marks in his heart.

The other Federation player shook his head at Tan Shuo.

"Focus, don't let your imagination run wild. We're about to begin."

"Okay."

Tan Shuo immediately focused his mind upon hearing that.

Regardless of Fang Heng, the most important thing for him now was to deal with the current situation.

This was a rare opportunity. Fang Heng and the others were not important. The most important thing was to work hard to complete the upgrade of his necromancy.

He had to go all out!

Tan Shuo closed his eyes and adjusted his state of mind.

As time passed, a soft crack sounded in the entire Wailing Hall.

The door of the Wailing Hall was locked.

The magic array rune on the ceiling of the hall began to spin slowly, emitting a faint purple light.

The purple light illuminated the entire Wailing Hall.

Under the illumination of the purple light, Fang Heng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

He opened his eyes abruptly.

It had begun!

The dead souls in the wailing room were obviously greatly affected by the suppression magic array.

Looking carefully, under the illumination of the red light released by the magic array, pale purple chains appeared on the souls' bodies.

All the blue and white souls were directly bound in place, leaving only the red souls that could still move at an extremely slow speed.

"Chi!!"

Almost all the necromancers in the hall picked up the Book of the Dead in their hands and immediately aimed the Book of the Dead at the high-tier red soul to capture it.

Seeing this, Fang Heng also opened the Book of the Dead and aimed it at the nearest white soul.

Under the suppression of the powerful magic array, the white soul was unable to resist the attraction of the Book of the Dead.

It was pulled by the strength of the Book of the Dead and was slowly pulled into the Book of the Dead.

It could not resist at all!

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