Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game



Viona looked at Qiu Hai, paused for a moment, and nodded. She replied, "I understand. I will report everything that happened in the Necromancer Association to the Holy Court."

Qiu Hai nodded, "Yes."

"Saintess, let's..."

Viona raised her hand to stop the Holy Paladins from continuing.

The guardian knight Mohetar gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger.

They had been played!

They had worked so hard to arrange everything. They had clearly agreed to come here from thousands of miles away, but they had to be chased back.

Were they going to leave just like that?

He had spent so much time and energy, but it was all for nothing.

Mohetar couldn't help but take a step forward and stare at Fang Heng, "You're Fang Heng, right? I'll remember you! How dare you play tricks behind my back? Do you dare to have a head-on competition with me?"

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at Mohetar. He thought to himself that getting involved in this kind of thing would indeed cause trouble.

Now, the Holy Court bore a grudge against him again.

"Mohetar, step down."

Viona gently raised her hand.

She knew very well that it would be impossible to unlock the fortress and continue to remove the aura of the death realm under the current circumstances.

Viona took two steps closer to Fang Heng and stared at him, memorizing his face in her mind.

How could Fang Heng be a normal person if he had the special ability to seal the death realm crevice?

It was impossible for Mohetar to defeat Fang Heng head-on. Moreover, this was the territory of the Necromancer Association.

Viona smiled warmly and nodded at Fang Heng.

"Please forgive my friend's rudeness. Fang Heng, you're very powerful. Thank you for your contribution to sealing the death realm crevice. This world is facing all kinds of dangers. I hope we can interact more in the future."

Fang Heng also nodded. He felt that the woman in front of him was a little scary. She was clearly filled with hatred, yet she could still pretend to be calm.

"Let's go."

Viona didn't say anything else and left with the people from the Holy Court.

Seeing Viona leave, Qiu Hai nodded at Fang Heng, "Well done. It's all thanks to you this time. I'll report to my superiors too. I'll contact you next time. Other than the necessary maintenance personnel, you guys should leave the fallen corridor as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Qiu Hai walked past Fang Heng and reminded him in a very low voice, "Be careful of the people from the Holy Court. I suggest that you don't leave the Necromancer Association during this period of time."

Without waiting for Fang Heng to reply, Qiu Hai patted his shoulder and left in a hurry with some of his subordinates.

After everyone had left, Li Shaoqiang and the rest of the Necromancer Association gathered around Fang Heng excitedly and asked him all sorts of questions.

"Fang Heng, that's awesome. You didn't see the expression on those dogs' faces."

"They're probably boiling from anger!"

"Mr. Fang, how did you do it?"

"A special seal? What level is the seal?"

"..."

Although the problem of the fallen corridor was temporarily resolved, he had offended the Holy Court in the real world. Fang Heng only felt that it was troublesome and casually dealt with everyone's questions.

In fact, it was simple. The back of the brick wall was covered with alchemy stone slabs. The aura of the death realm that escaped from the death realm crevice was absorbed by the passage into the Vampire Apocalypse.

At the same time, a large number of vampires were operating the magic array to maintain the operation of the crack passage.

Fang Heng felt a little sleepy. He patted his cheeks and pulled himself together. It wasn't time to sleep yet. He still owed a huge debt.

Fang Heng followed the crowd out of the fallen corridor, chatting and laughing. He did not forget to ask Li Shaoqiang, "How's the sale of that batch of goods going?"

Li Shaoqiang was stunned when he heard that, and then an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

He had been busy dealing with the Holy Court the entire day yesterday, so how could he have the time to sell the goods?

"Cough cough, it's still piled up at the trading ground. I'll get it done right away!"

Fang Heng was helpless.

Forget it, he would go to sleep first.

Beside him, Ji Xiaobo was shaking his head in excitement.

This time, not only did he successfully make the Holy Court scram, but he also helped solve the big problem in the fallen corridor. It could be said to be an unprecedented success!

Ji Xiaobo said that he wanted to hold a celebration party for three days.

Fang Heng was not in the mood to celebrate. He used the excuse that he was too tired and returned to the guest room to rest alone.

...

Fang Heng returned to the guest room alone, washed up, and lay on the soft bed.

Despite the waves of sleepiness, Fang Heng could not help but pick up the tablet beside the table, log into the internal communication network of the Necromancer Association, and connect to the game's official forum.

This was a necessary activity before he went to sleep.

It had been more than half a month since he entered the trial. He did not know what exciting things had happened in the real world.

He went to the forum to take a look.

Fang Heng entered the forum and excitedly browsed through the hot news for half a month.

Nearly half a month had passed, and the turmoil caused by the vampires' invasion of the world had gradually calmed down. All the major federal districts were on high alert to prevent such incidents from happening.

Since the Zombie Apocalypse and the Vampire Apocalypse were removed from the initial game apocalypse, the new players could only enter the Wasteland Apocalypse.

Therefore, the Federation launched all kinds of special training for prospective players who had yet to enter the game.

In short, without him, the game world was peaceful.

Other than the main forum, the official website also opened various branch forums for mid-level games. Due to the large number of forums, the activity of the small forums other than the seven servers was not high.

Fang Heng quickly found the barbarian realm forum. After logging in, he found that the forum was already in an uproar.

The abyssal demon, the sacred tree, the change of the Empire, the complete strangulation of the Holy Court, and so on...

"The news of these people is a little too outdated..."

Fang Heng casually flipped through two hot topics, his interest lacking.

Some time ago, Ed had joined forces with several top-player teams in the barbarian realm game to carry out the Empire destruction plan.

The large guilds were extremely good at keeping information confidential.

It was only after Tang Mingyue ascended the throne of the Empire and the abyssal demon was completely destroyed that some news spread in the player forums, triggering intense discussions among the players on the forums.

Even the Northern Federation, which had been developing slightly in the barbarian realm, had just come back to their senses and realized that they had been fooled by Ed and his group.

However, everything had come to an end. It was too late for the Federation to intervene.

"How boring..."

Fang Heng took a look and found that there was nothing worth noting on the forum. He suddenly felt sleepy again.

Forget it, let's sleep.

Fang Heng was about to turn off the tablet and sleep when he suddenly thought of something. He touched his pocket and took out a round black sticker from it, sticking it on the back of the tablet.

"Zi zi zi zi..."

The screen of the tablet suddenly turned black and restarted.

After the restart, the new tablet's main interface changed.

The black sticker was the special contact method that Old Black had given him.