Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Fang Heng lay on his bed and stretched his arms.

The strength of the fusion with the tyrant form was much better than he had expected!

Last night, he had spent the entire night in twelve small and medium-sized shelters. It was not until dawn that he finally stopped and went offline to rest.

Perhaps it was because controlling the mutant body consumed too much of his spirit, Fang Heng still felt his head swell after he woke up.

He sat on the bed with his legs tucked up under him and meditated for a moment. Then he felt the uncomfortable feeling gradually ebbing away.

After getting up and putting on his coat, Fang Heng was ready to go find something to eat.

Just as he left the room, Xiao Ruoruo and Mo Yunxiao walked over from the other end of the pathway.

"Brother Fang Heng."

"Hi, how are you?"

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Fang Heng saw the two of them and waved to greet them."Are you going out?"

"Yes, I'm meeting a friend. I'll bring Ruoruo over to visit her. It might be helpful for her recovery. "Mo Yunxiao nodded, then he continued, "It's quite a commotion. It seems that you already have a plan, right?"

"Sorry? What?"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment and did not understand.

"It's okay. Just do what you think is right. If you need help, I'll be there."

Mo Yunxiao patted Fang Heng on the shoulder.

"Good luck. I know you will fight till the very end."

"Good luck, brother Fang Heng."

"What was going on? Was it a compliment?"Fang Heng thought.

Fang Heng was baffled. Before he could ask, a loud voice came from the end of the pathway.

"Genius, something big has just happened!"

From far away, Mo Jiawei shouted excitedly and ran from the other side of the pathway.

"Good news! There's news on the first-generation meteorite research in District 8!"

He just taked about First-generation meteorite!

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Counting his fingers, it had been more than five days since he left.

"Alright, I'll prepare the devices. Five minutes later, activate the space-time rift and take me back to District 8."

"No problem!"

...

After returning to District 8, Fang Heng Handed Qiu Yaokang a stack of file information from his space-time jump backpack.

"What's this?"

"The research report and preliminary experimental analysis report on the Hila tissue. Professor Ding Min is in charge of conducting the experiment."Fang Heng Thought for a moment, he added,"Professor Ding Min is quit a peach. I think the two of you will get along well."

"The research report on the Hila Organization..."

Qiu Yaokang muttered and immediately opened the file to flip through it. He immersed himself reading as if there was no one else around.

A row of game Hints flashed in front of Fang Heng.

"Hint: Your Shelter has obtained a report on Hila's experiment. You have obtained 10,000 contribution points from District 8's main task."

"Hint: Your Shelter has opened a special research project-Hila's experiment."

"Hint: you need to obtain more information to unlock the world's main storyline ending."

"Fang Heng, take this."

Beside him, Mo Jiawei threw a pack of facial masks that he had prepared earlier to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng raised his hand to take the mask.

"Item:Deep Blue Enigma-sample (female outfit)"

"Description: an epoch-making facial mask sample developed by the meteorite company. It is made from pure natural ingredients. It is made from the essence of deep-sea seaweed. Fusion with the latest negative ion pore repair technology, it can deeply repair the skin..."

"Effect:It gives a female a chance to increase her favorability rating. Can Restore 3 points of satiety when in a crisis.

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"Thanks."

The dark blue mystery mask could not be found in District 7, which had lost its doomsday decades ago. It could only be found in District 8, which had just entered the world of zombie apocalypse.

Fang Heng realized that S-rank characters always came with some quirks.

Qiu Yaokang was a decent character. He would be satisfied with a little experimental research.

However, Ding Min was a troublesome character.

As long as she stayed up all night, her loyalty would drop.

Right now, he still had to rely on her to nurture the unknown bug body solution. He hoped that the mask could more or less replenish her loyalty.

"Haha, genius, I didn't expect that this thing would be so hard to find. I finally bought it from a player. Which Beautiful Lady are you going to give it to?"

Mo Jiawei came over with a smile and winked at Fang Heng.

"Let me guess, is it for Lucia?"

Fang Heng was stunned.

"Lucia also needs it? has she been staying up late recently?"

"Probably because she's a little excited these two days."

"Huh?"

"A few days ago, Lucia kept coming to look for you. She chased me and asked me if I had hidden you. Well how can I convince her?"

As he thought of the shiny knife in Lucia's hand, Mo Jiawei couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"I was busy looking for a facial mask at that time, but I didn't tell her. She probably heard that I was looking for a facial mask and thought that it was you who prepared a birthday present for her..."

Fang Heng looked at Mo Jiawei suspiciously.

"It didn't make sense. Lucia has always been so careless, how would she come to such a conclusion?" Fang Heng thought.

"Could it be that Mo Jiawei was telling her things in order to ruin my name?"

"Er... genius, what's this about? Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? Are you giving this to another woman?"

"It's nothing..."

Fang Heng quietly put away the mask.

When he went offline, he would ask the butler, Uncle Sun, to see if he could give Lucia something in the real world.

If it didn't work, he could give her two fusion Tyrant form to make it up to her.

Qiu Yaokang put away the experiment report and asked,"Fang Heng, are all the experiment logs here?"

"Yes, that's what we have now so far. How is it? Did you find anything?"

"I'd like to meet Dr. Ding Min."Qiu Yaokang nodded."Her experiment design is perfect."

"Well..."

Fang Heng coughed lightly and asked, "I'm referring to the experiment of Hila's organization."

"There's nothing. We can continue the research according to her experiment design process. Without the relevant sample, I can't find any clues about Hila's experiment."

Victor had just completed the preliminary maintenance of the large-scale space tearing device when he heard the conversation between the three of them.

"Fang Heng, we've already tried to gather clues about Hila's experiment the last time you asked us. We still haven't found any information related to the fallout shelter of the meteorite company."

"In addition, I've checked the blueprints you gave me in detail. The initial construction was completed last night, but in the actual use process, we didn't find any signal that contained the metal box of Hila's organization."

Fang Heng was puzzled and asked,"You can't find the signal of the magnetic field? is the search area not wide enough?"

"It's not like that. I think there's a problem with the frequency of the magnetic field. We can't find the corresponding metal box."

Fang Heng lowered his head and pondered.

The metal box of the meteorite company in District 7 and District 8 was slightly different, so they couldn't use this bug?

It prevented the first-generation meteorite from being destroyed in the research, so the mystery box was also hidden?

Fang Heng felt a little confused.

"I will continue to follow up on the Hila organization's experiment. We will search for clues about the meteorite company's fallout shelter. Currently, we lack Hila organization cells, so it will be difficult for us to make substantial progress in our research. It will only waste manpower and material resources."

Qiu Yaokang said as he carefully collected the information about the Hila experiment.

"Now, we have more important things to do. There has been a breakthrough in the research of the first-generation meteorite. David is still waiting for us. Let's go meet him."

"The portal is ready."