National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1499 Pollution
"It's best not to know. According to past experience, assuming you are really polluted, the more you know, the faster you will be polluted and corrupted."

"Ok."

Fang Heng nodded helplessly, flipped through the game log, and said, "I flipped through the log, it should not be polluted."

"Not necessarily, being contaminated will not trigger the game prompt."

Fang Heng squinted his eyes, becoming more curious about the so-called pollution.

If it was the past, he would definitely choose to continue the investigation with Ruan Ziying.

But now it's different.

The high-end game world is in crisis.

Or consider self-preservation first.

Besides, there are only three days to enter Watts this time, the key is to find a way to get S-level plants to complete the task.

"Let's take a step back, let's take him to Cole, you know Cole, he has been alone, he lives in the suburbs, and he has a strong resistance to pollution, let your people in Cole's house is guarding, if you are sure that Fang Heng is really contaminated, you can immediately notify someone to take him away, how about it?"

Shan Fucai frowned.

Ruan Ziying said solemnly: "Fang Heng is very important to our investigation. Once he is sent to prison and the Corrupt Arbitration Council takes over, our investigation will only become more troublesome!"

Shan Fucai was moved, nodded and said, "Okay."

Ruan Ziying went over to Fang Heng's ear and whispered in Fang Heng's ear: "I'll take you to a friend of mine later. He is a reporter and he has a lot of information. He should also have information about the plants you are interested in."

"Go over there and take a rest. I will come to you as soon as I finish dealing with the matter over there. Don't leave the house until then."

"Ah."

Ruan Ziying solemnly reminded: "One more thing, no matter what happens, don't conflict with local official forces, otherwise we will be very passive."

"it is good."

……

Half an hour later, Fang Heng was sent to a single-family house on the outskirts of the city.

In the middle of the journey, five police cars have arrived one after another, closely following behind.

The owner of the cabin is Cole, a senior column editor.

After talking with Cole for a few words, Ruan Ziying left in a hurry with Shan Fucai, saying that she was going to track down clues about the source of pollution.

"Oh hoo? You are the suspected polluted person? How did you get polluted? It's related to the incident at the villa last night."

Cole was wearing a thick spectacle frame. He led Fang Heng into the hut. He looked like a curious baby, and leaned up to look at Fang Hengdong. Then he ran to the study to take out a pen and paper, and sat on the sofa. Started the interview recording.

Helpless, Fang Heng briefly recounted what happened in the villa before.

After recording the whole incident, Cole licked his lips with unrestrained interest, looked at Fang Heng, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really contradictory. I want you to be polluted, and I don't want you to be polluted."

Fang Hengxin said, are you afraid that you are seriously ill?

He looked up again out of the window.

While the two were talking, the police officers in uniform had already closely monitored the surroundings of the hut.

trouble!

How could I get involved in these inexplicable things unknowingly!

The game is only for three days, so don't delay your work!
Fang Heng scratched his hair and decided to focus on the present and find a way to complete the task first.

He didn't talk about pollution with Carl, but changed the subject and asked, "I heard you are Ruan Ziying's friend? A well-known investigative columnist for a newspaper?"

"Ah, yes, I forgot if you didn't tell me, you should be the friend who inquired about high-level plants and mysterious rituals, right? Just wait."

Cole got up immediately, ran to the study in a hurry, changed into another black notebook, and sat solemnly on the sofa opposite Fang Heng.

"I am very simple, you help me, I help you."

Cole opened the notebook as he spoke, and looked at Fang Heng, "Come on, tell me about the ceremony that your friend encountered, what exactly was the ceremony?"

"Ok?"

"I'm guessing, don't doubt the sensitivity of a reporter. Judging from your various statements, you, or a friend of yours must have participated in a similar ceremony, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so impressed interest."

Cole looked like he was holding a wisdom pearl.

Fang Heng frowned.

"Will you keep it secret for me?"

"Of course, these are my private records. I only record them with my brain, pen and paper, and I only record the incident. Any other related information is hidden with special symbols. If someone comes to investigate in the future, they can only investigate the incident. .”

Cole stroked the frame of his glasses as he spoke, and said solemnly: "In short, this is a kind of information exchange. You can tell, what happened to your friend?"

Fang Heng thought for a while, and simply described the illusion about the ceremony that he had seen before, hiding the part where he saw Xia Xi.

"Well……"

After carefully recording what Fang Heng said, Cole touched his chin with an expression of interest, then stood up and said, "Interesting ceremony, it seems that your friend is also a witness to the ceremony."

"Also? You mean there are people who have also undergone the ritual?"

"Well, it's my turn to help you next, go, come with me."

Fang Heng followed Cole along the stairs to the attic on the third floor of the house.

The attic was huge, more like a dump, full of old newspapers from various periods and boxes full of papers.

Due to too much debris and mess, Fang Heng could only find a place to stay at the door.

"Let me see, let's come one by one, what you want is..."

Fang Heng reminded: "Look for special plants first. The higher-level ones need to be at least S-level."

"Oh, that's right."

While Cole was rummaging through the trash to find gaps in old newspapers, Fang Heng looked out the window.

At some point, a group of people gathered outside the window.

Look at the costumes and not the cops of the native world.

"Ha! Got it!"

Cole found a few newspapers from the trash, which attracted Fang Heng's attention.

"Come and see this."

Fang Heng took the newspaper and looked it up.

That was news about ten years ago.

According to newspaper reports, the national scientific research institution has recently successfully developed a new technology, which combines ancient life technology and natural awakening technology, and successfully awakened the Fengming fir tree tens of millions of years ago.

This technology is considered to be a creative and innovative technology. Once the technology is mature, humans will be able to reproduce and resurrect extinct ancient creatures.

However, this technology has been opposed by some partisans, who believe that the resurrection of ancient creatures has great uncertainty and is extremely dangerous.

Regardless of what the two parties in the discussion said, Fang Heng heard one of the reports that the successfully revived Fengming fir tree has a strong ancient biological vitality, which can exude a gentle natural atmosphere, attracting birds to build nests on the tree, It is also the food of some ancient creatures.

(End of this chapter)