Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

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.

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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…”