Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game



The Natural Science Society determined that the tree had excellent adaptability to natural science and extraordinary vitality. It was judged to be a tree that surpassed the S+ level.

In ancient times, this tree could grow indefinitely.

It was also because of its strong vitality that the national scientific research institution was able to wake it up.

Fang Heng's heart moved.

This thing looked very reliable.

"Where is this tree now?"

"Wait a minute, let me check," Cole took out his phone and logged into the Internet to check. He said, "What a coincidence, it's in our District Ado Tutelan. It's now placed in the city exhibition hall for public exhibition. You're new here, right? You might not have been to the exhibition hall before. It's very big. There are several campuses inside, and the number of visitors per day is more than 10,000."

Not bad, there was a clue!

And it seemed that this tree was not strictly protected.

It seemed like he could get it easily.

Fang Heng felt that things were gradually developing smoothly.

"Here, take a look."

Cole said as he handed the phone to Fang Heng.

What?

Fang Heng took the phone and was shocked when he saw the picture of the Phoenix Firs.

It was actually a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. From the photo, it was at least ten meters tall.

It was no wonder that the people were so assured to leave the precious S-level tree in the exhibition hall for anyone to visit.

Thinking about it carefully, to steal such a big tree in front of everyone...

It would be over for the instigator!

Fang Heng scratched his head again.

"Is there anything else?"

"Do you think S-level plants are cabbages? I definitely can't find a second type in this city. Give me more time, and I can think of a way to check more in other cities."

As he spoke, Cole went into the thick pile of newspapers again.

"Next up is the ritual you mentioned. I remember there were a few related reports in the past, the ones that are more authentic. I will go and find them."

This time, Cole was much faster. He dug out a pile of old newspapers and a notebook from the depths of the pile of newspapers.

"I found them. An anonymous person provided me with information. He's a doctor and he's renting on the first floor. The floors above are rented out by the landlord. One night, he heard a strange sound coming from upstairs. When he woke up the next day, he felt that something was wrong and went upstairs to check. In the end, he found that someone had died upstairs."

"After calling the police, the Occult Investigation Joint Committee immediately came to investigate."

"He was the first to discover the scene. According to him, he found some ritual marks at the scene, similar to what you described."

"Yes, he also found a few corpses at the scene. The Occult Investigation Joint Committee suspects that it's related to some kind of religious ritual. According to the doctor's description, the deceased's death was very strange. His mouth was wide open, and there were signs of tearing. It felt like something had escaped from his mouth."

"Later, this incident was determined to be a suicide. The officials did not publicly investigate the incident. I think there must be something fishy about this incident."

"I calculated the time. Guess what?"

Fang Heng asked curiously, "What?"

"In just two years, there were 24 similar incidents. Each incident happened in a different location, and these were reported incidents. I'm sure there are many incidents that have not been reported."

Fang Heng rubbed his chin, took the newspaper and record book from Cole's hands, and began to read them carefully.

Some of the descriptions in the report were inconsistent with the scene of the ritual he saw.

For example, the blood and the deceased.

According to the description, a magic array was drawn with blood at the scene, so the smell of blood was very strong.

For example, the marks found at the scene and some reports about the scene.

Fang Heng was sure that these runes were similar to the memory illusion he saw, but they were not the same.

"Oh right, take a look at this."

"Hmm?"

"It was confirmed that there was an interview with a survivor who went through the ritual. I spent a lot of effort to get it."

"Survivor?"

Fang Heng's pupils contracted.

"Yes, and what's even stranger is that ever since that person survived, similar incidents have never happened again. Don't you find it a coincidence?"

Fang Heng pondered and then asked, "Do you know who that person is? Can you still find him now?"

"It's a little difficult. The person in the report is anonymous, and the guy who reported this is dead. It's taboo, but I have a former classmate who works in the same newspaper as him. I can find a way to contact him and ask him about the situation."

"Yes, help me ask. This is very important. Thank you."

Fang Heng nodded and secretly noted down the face of the anonymous person in the newspaper.

A ritual?

What was it related to?

Fang Heng took out another newspaper report and started to read it carefully.

He had a vague feeling that these things might be related to him.

"Clack clack!"

Just as he was reading the information carefully, the sound of metal clashing came from below the attic.

Fang Heng and Cole raised their heads at the same time and looked at the door.

"Bang!!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, followed by two fully armed police officers. In front of them was a thick black shield. A display screen with a camera extended from behind the shield.

"Buzz..."

The screen emitted two short static sounds, followed by the image of a middle-aged man. His face was solemn.

"Mr. Fang Heng, we encountered a lot of trouble during the investigation of the manor's destruction. It's not convenient to disclose the details, but we have reason to suspect that you have been contaminated with a high concentration of pollution."

"We need your cooperation. Please come with us. This is for your own safety, as well as the safety of others and the stability of society. We appreciate that."

"Hmm?"

Fang Heng frowned as he listened.

"Before we rule out the possibility of contamination, there's still you, Mr. Cole. You should be more aware of the dangers of contamination. You've had close contact with the contaminator, so there's a possibility of contamination. Please receive protection with us."

Fang Heng couldn't help but look at Cole beside him.

From the beginning to the end, the two young men holding shields behind them were fully armed. They hid half of their bodies behind the solid shields and did not even dare to show their faces.

Cole was a little more excited when he saw this. He leaned in front of the screen and said, "Does it have to be so exaggerated? I have the right to know the level of pollution."

"After analysis, the pollution indicator has exceeded the theoretical maximum of 500. We have already taken the highest level of protection measures to disperse the people around the manor. To ensure safety, please come with us."

"So high?!"

Cole was shocked and could not help but turn to look at Fang Heng.

Something's not right! Theoretically, if he was exposed to such a high-intensity pollution source environment, how could he not be contaminated?

However, after talking for so long, there was not a trace of contamination on Fang Heng's body.