Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game



After the team was completely disbanded, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo sneakily walked toward Fang Heng.

Li Shaoqiang carefully looked around, leaned over, and whispered in Fang Heng's ear, "Boss Fang, we've got the goods from the fallen corridor. We can sell them now."

"Ah, yes, yes, sales!"

Fang Heng also reacted and stopped thinking about those messy things.

He had to spend money to do everything.

He was short of money right now!

The kind that lacked money!

"Yes, let's go to the hall of the dead together. I've already informed my friends in the trading area."

Li Shaoqiang called out and led two groups of coolies from the Federation to transport the Books of the Dead to the trading area in the hall of the dead to unload the goods.

...

During this period of time, due to the lack of Fang Heng's assistance, the concentration of the aura of the death realm in the area increased rapidly. The Federation had no choice but to seek help from the outside world.

These invited outsiders lacked a place to settle down, so they communicated with each other and reopened the hall of the dead area.

At this moment, most of the people in the hall of the dead were outsiders who had been invited by the Federation.

Seeing Fang Heng and the others pushing the thick Books of the Dead over, the players in the hall of the dead were casting them strange looks.

Fang Heng naturally ignored them. 

Earning money was more important, so the few of them immediately split up. While Li Shaoqiang was leading people to sell the goods, Fang Heng went to the individual trading counter to see if there was anything he wanted.

The items traded in the exchange of the Necromancer Association were protected by the Necromancer Association as a third party, and only offline transactions were allowed.

This time, Fang Heng had obtained a lot of benefits from the barbarian realm trial, but most of them could not be brought out of the game. Moreover, most of the equipment he had on him was related to the sacred study, so he could not quickly cash them out.

As he still owed a debt of King of Gods' points, Fang Heng couldn't afford it, so he could only look at it on his tablet.

It would be best if he could find the coordinates of an intermediate game world in the trading center.

Fang Heng searched through the exchange platform using keywords. It felt like he was shopping online.

"No, it's useless."

"The effect of this is not very good. It can barely be used... D*mn, it's actually so expensive..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself as he searched. Suddenly, he realized that the surroundings seemed to have quietened down.

What was going on?

Fang Heng couldn't help but turn his head to look at the outside world when he noticed something strange. He frowned slightly.

A group of people dressed in the Holy Court uniform entered the hall of the dead under the lead of two Federation soldiers.

Their appearance caused half of the people in the hall of the dead to fall into a short silence.

The necromancers had always been the enemy of the Holy Court, although most of the time, the necromancers ignored them.

However, since they were right in front of them, they naturally wouldn't be courteous to them.

Fang Heng's gaze swept across the crowd, and he could not help but focus on the female player in the middle of the team.

The woman had a head full of beautiful golden hair, and her blue eyes were gentle. Under the pale dress, she emitted a holy aura.

The holy energy fluctuations released from her every move were extremely eye-catching in the hall of the dead.

Fang Heng's eyes flashed with doubt.

Judging from the color of her hair and eyes, she shouldn't be from the Eastern region of the Federation.

A dozen Holy Paladins escorted Viona.

Their eyes were filled with arrogance and despotism.

Were these people from the Holy Court?

Weird, how dare they come? Were they really not afraid of being beaten to death?

"I won't cause trouble, I won't cause trouble..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself, then looked away and continued to check the information of the exchange.

Unfortunately, he didn't find any items related to the world boundary passage or transplanted creatures. He did find a lot of toys related to necromancy. However, they were very expensive and the effects were very ordinary.

While Fang Heng was pondering, a hand patted his shoulder from behind. "Mr. Fang, I've been looking for you for a while. So you're hiding here alone?"

"Hmm?"

Fang Heng looked around and found that most of the people in the hall had already left. It suddenly became much quieter.

"You're back so soon? Have you settled the goods?"

"Hey, let's not talk about the goods first. We can earn money and pay off our debts anytime. We, necromancers, have been bullied by others!"

Li Shaoqiang had rushed over to ask for help. He pulled Fang Heng and ran to the right side of the hall of the dead.

"Let's go, I'll bring you there."

Fang Heng followed Li Shaoqiang all the way to the square outside the hall of the dead. He saw a group of people gathered in the middle of the square, forming a big circle.

The group of people from the Holy Court, whom he had seen before, were surrounded in the center.

Many people were whispering among themselves. Tan Shuo and the two necromancers were also pointing at them.

Fang Heng couldn't help but have the thought of watching a show. He curiously leaned forward and asked, "What's going on? They started fighting just like that?"

"These people from the Holy Court are deliberately here to find trouble."

Tan Shuo witnessed the entire fight and whispered to Fang Heng, "It's one thing for them to swagger into the hall of the dead to provoke them, but they also spoke without restraint along the way. Some seniors couldn't stand it and got into a conflict with them. After that, they started fighting, saying that they were just sparring."

Fang Heng raised his head.

In the square, a young man dressed as a Holy Paladin looked at the necromancers with disdain and mockery.

"What competition? It's not fair at all. The sacred study is a great counter to our necromancy."

Fang Heng agreed.

He had already tried it several times in the fallen corridor. The holy element was very effective against the King spirit system.

The necromancers who went up to challenge them failed one after another, and the people gathered around them were even more unhappy.

"Mr. Fang, these people are so f*cking despicable." Li Shaoqiang was indignant at the side and said, "Why don't you do me a favor and teach them a lesson?"

"Hmm? Me?" Fang Heng quickly shook his head and refused, "I'm not going."

He had just said that he wanted to keep a low profile, and now he wanted him to stand out?

"What? Why?"

Li Shaoqiang didn't expect Fang Heng to reject him directly and couldn't help but be stunned.

He had accompanied Fang Heng through the trials of the fallen corridor, so he had a good understanding of Fang Heng's strength.

In his opinion, with Fang Heng's strength, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for him to take down this Holy Paladin in front of him?

Wasn't this a great opportunity to gain some reputation in the Necromancer Association?

While he was still in shock, the two young necromancers who had challenged the Holy Paladin were sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.

"This is all? Is there no one more powerful than them? If they are all at this level, there would be no need to come up and waste time."

The Holy Paladin guard was even more arrogant. He looked around and said, "Forget it, the scholars of necromancy are just so-so."

From the beginning to the end, Viona, who was surrounded by the Holy Court people, did not speak. She stood quietly behind the Holy Paladin with a gentle smile on her face.

She didn't even look at the necromancers around her, and her every move seemed to not take them seriously at all.