National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1363 The Uninvited Guest

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

Li Shaoqiang carefully looked around, leaned over, and whispered in Fang Heng's ear: "Boss Fang, the goods brought out from the sunken corridor have been obtained, and we can sell them quickly."

"Ah, yes, sales!"

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

Everything costs money.

Now he is short of money!
The kind that lacks a lot of money!

"Well, let's go to the Hall of the Dead together. I have already greeted my friends in the trading area over there in advance."

Li Shaoqiang greeted and took two batches of coolie teams from the Federation to transport the Book of the Dead to the trading area of ​​the Hall of the Dead to unload.

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During this period of time, due to the lack of Fang Heng's assistance, the concentration of dead air in the area increased rapidly, and the Federation had to seek help from outsiders everywhere.

These invited outsiders lacked a place to settle, so the area of ​​the Hall of the Dead was reopened after several parties communicated.

At this time, a large part of the Hall of the Dead were foreigners invited by the Federation.

Seeing Fang Heng and his group pushing the thick Book of the Dead, the players in the Hall of the Dead cast strange glances at them.

Fang Heng naturally ignored it.

Making money was the most important thing, so they split up immediately. While Li Shaoqiang was taking people to sell the goods, Fang Heng followed to the separate trading counter to see if there was anything he wanted.

The trading items in the Undead Association exchange are all guaranteed by the Undead Research Association as a third party, and only offline transactions are allowed.

This time Fang Heng got a lot of benefits from the trials in the barbarian realm, but most of them couldn't be brought out of the game and most of the equipment on him were related to sacred science, so they couldn't be realized quickly.

Due to the foreign debt owed to the Lord God, Fang Heng couldn't afford it, so he could only check it with a tablet computer.

It would be best to be able to find the boundary coordinates of the mid-level game world in the trading field.

Fang Heng searched on the exchange platform through keywords, which felt like online shopping.

"No, it's useless"

"This effect is not very good, it can be used barely..., damn it, it's so expensive..."

Fang Hengzheng muttered softly while searching, and suddenly found that the surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

what happened?

Finding something strange, Fang Heng couldn't help turning his head to look outside, frowning slightly.

A group of people wearing Holy Court costumes entered the Hall of the Dead led by two federal soldiers.

Their appearance caused most of the Hall of the Dead to fall into a brief silence.

Necromancers have always been hostile by the holy court, although most of the time they ignore them as if they do not exist.

But when people come close to you, they will naturally not give you a good face.

The moment Fang Heng glanced across the crowd, he couldn't help but focus on the female player in the center of the team.

The woman has beautiful long golden hair, blue pupils with gentleness, exuding a holy aura under the deposit of the light-colored dress.

The power fluctuations of the sacred system released with every gesture are extremely conspicuous in the hall of the dead.

A little doubt flashed in Fang Heng's eyes.

Judging by the color of her hair and eyes, she should not be from the Eastern Federal District.

A dozen paladins escorted Vionna.

There was a bit of arrogance in their eyes.

Are these people from the Holy Court?
Strange, how dare they come?Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"Don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble..."

Fang Heng muttered a few words to himself, looked away and continued to look down at the exchange information.

It's a pity that he roughly searched through it, but didn't find any related props such as boundary passages or transplanted creatures.

Instead, I found a lot of small toys related to necromancy.

But it is expensive and the effect is very general.

Fang Heng was thinking about it, and patted his shoulder with a hand behind his back, "Boss Fang, I've been looking for you for a while, so you are hiding here alone?"

"Ok?"

Fang Heng looked up and looked around, and found that most of the people in the hall had already left, and it suddenly became much deserted.

"Come back so soon? The goods are all settled?"

"Hey, let's not talk about goods, we can make money and pay off debts at any time, and we people who study necromancy have been bullied by others!"

Li Shaoqiang hurried over to move the rescuers, dragged Fang Heng and ran towards the area on the right side of the Hall of the Dead.

"Go, I'll take you there."

Fang Heng followed Li Shaoqiang all the way to the square outside the Hall of the Dead, and saw a group of people gathering in the center of the square, forming a large circle.

The Holy Court and his party, which they had seen before, were surrounded in the center.

Many people were whispering, and Tan Shuo and two necromancers were also pointing.

Fang Heng couldn't help but feel a little more eager to eat melons. He moved forward curiously and asked, "What's the situation? This is the fight?"

"These people in the Holy Court came to find fault on purpose."

Tan Shuo witnessed the whole process of the battle, and Fang Heng whispered next to Fang Heng: "It's fine to come into the Hall of the Dead with a big show of provocation, and speak out all the way. Raise your hand, say it's a gesticulation."

Fang Heng raised his head when he heard the words.

On the square, a young man dressed as a paladin looked around at the necromancers present with a disgusting look on his face, full of disdain and mockery.

"It's not fair at all to talk about the competition. The sacred science itself has a lot of restraint on our necromancy."

Fang Heng agreed.

He has tried it several times in the Corridor of Sinking before, and the sacred system is very effective against the Wang Ling system.

The players on the Necromancer side who went up to challenge failed one after another, and the people who gathered around were even more upset.

"Boss Fang, this group of people are so fucking useless." Li Shaoqiang was aggrieved and said, "Why don't you do me a favor and go up and teach them a lesson?"

"Huh? Me?" Fang Heng quickly shook his head and refused, "I won't go."

You just said you should keep a low profile, so you're going to get ahead?

"Huh? Why?"

Li Shaoqiang didn't expect Fang Heng to refuse directly, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He had accompanied Fang Heng all the way through the test of the Corridor of Sinking, and he had a good understanding of Fang Heng's strength.

In his opinion, with Fang Heng's strength, is it easy to grasp the paladin in front of him?
Isn't this a great opportunity to gain reputation in the Undead Research Society?
While stunned, the two young necromancers who were challenging were sent flying by the paladin and fell heavily to the ground.

"That's all? Is there no one stronger than them? If they are all at this level, there is no need to waste time."

The paladin guards were even more arrogant, looking around, "Forget it, the scholars of necromancy are just that."

From the beginning to the end, Viona, who was surrounded by the holy court and her party in the center, did not speak, and stood quietly behind the paladin with a gentle smile on her face.

She didn't even look at the necromancers around her, and she didn't seem to take the necromancers seriously in her gestures.

(End of this chapter)