National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 394 Find another way
"Of course, I understand." Fang Heng nodded, looked at the warehouse, and asked, "But do I have to stay in this ghostly place to make potions?"

Osborne glanced coldly at the pharmacists in the warehouse.

"This is to ensure the safety of the medicine, and of course, your safety."

Yatu said it very bluntly, "There are many pharmacists here who were snatched from outside. In order to prevent them from escaping, they are monitored 24 hours a day, and their personal freedom is also restricted."

"Of course you are not within the restricted range, you can leave at any time, but you need to check every time you enter and leave the warehouse, and you are not allowed to leave without permission with medicinal materials and God of War medicine."

"After the God of War potion is made, no matter what Osborn will give to settle the points, is there still a problem?"

"No, I can work anytime."

Fang Heng rubbed his shoulders, looking as if he was about to do something big.

"Good luck, young man."

Osborn waved his hand, whispered something to Yatu, and the two left the warehouse together.

When the warehouse door closed again, Fang Heng looked around.

The medicines are supplied, one by one, in a row of boxes along the side of the warehouse.

Fang Heng took some medicinal materials from the box and walked to an empty experimental table.

Soon, Fang Heng re-customized a War God potion material according to the formula instructions of the God of War potion.

[Reminder: The pre-conditions required for the production of God of War Potion have been met. This configuration consumes 37 stamina. The current production success rate is 27%. The quality of the potion is estimated to be CF after completion. Do you want to make it? 】.

"Making."

A long reading note immediately appeared on Fang Heng's head.

Until the reading bar was completely finished, a red and bold reminder appeared in Fang Heng's retina.

[Reminder: The player failed to prepare the medicine, and some medicine materials were damaged, and the player deducted an additional 45 points of physical strength].

Gan!
Fang Heng cursed inwardly.

Open the door black!

Not far away, two other NPC pharmacists cast sympathetic glances at Fang Heng.

God of War potion is also a relatively difficult type of potion production. The success rate of production is very low, and failure is also expected.

Fang Heng was not discouraged, and prepared another set of potion materials to continue making.

[Hint: The player failed to make the potion, and some pharmaceutical materials were damaged].

[Hint: The player failed to make the potion...].

Four more times in a row.

Five consecutive defeats!
"This……"

In the warehouse, all the pharmacists looked at Fang Heng, holding back a smile in their hearts, and their expressions were a little distorted.

Fail five times in a row?

Looking at Fang Heng's methods, he doesn't look like a layman either.

Isn't this kid too lucky?
Fang Heng took a deep breath and patted his cheek.

It's really evil!

Has the game secretly changed the success rate?

With a 27% probability, one time out of five, right?

Fang Heng still wanted to continue, but his stamina was exhausted, so he couldn't continue to configure.

It can't go on like this.

The success rate is too low.

We have to find a way to improve the success rate of pharmaceuticals.

Fang Heng thought about it.

Ordinary potion science and potion making skills can make potions. If you learn the potion skills, can you increase the extra success rate?
Moreover, the equipment here is not very good, and changing to better equipment can more or less increase the success rate.

Got it!

Fang Heng quickly got an idea, got up and left the warehouse.

"gone?"

Outside the warehouse, Osborn was still talking at the door in Seattle.

Seeing Fang Heng leave, Osborn showed disdain in his eyes.

"What? The difficulty is too high? Give up so soon?"

"No, it's not giving up. I need some special tools. Do you want to check if I'm leaving with any medicinal materials?"

"No, let's go."

Watching Fang Heng leave, Osborn looked at Yatu, "This is the person you recommended? Did you miss it? Special tools? You don't even find a normal one for a reason. I don't know what he's doing."

"Don't worry, he is different from ordinary people, maybe he will give you a surprise."

Fang Heng returned to the central square of the town, found his pickup truck parked beside him, and immediately drove the pickup truck out of Yuanxi Town to the doomsday merchant camp.

……

Fang Heng waited in the doomsday merchant camp for about two hours.

Airey hurried over after receiving the news.

"What's the hurry?"

"Good news, we got the first generation meteorite!"

"Really? Where did you find it?"

Ai Lei was surprised at first, then he showed joy, and hurriedly asked Fang Heng for details.

The first-generation meteorite in the seventh server world was also destroyed. If the eighth district can find the first-generation meteorite, maybe they can also find some clues from the first-generation meteorite to end this doomsday world!

"I got it from another parallel world."

Fang Heng told Airi what happened in the fifth server.

Hearing the news that the Dark Knights were destroyed in the parallel world of District Five, Aire frowned.

Afterwards, when he heard the invasion from the world of the blood race, Aire felt his heart skip a beat again.

"Beautiful! Well done! Fang Heng!"

After hearing the whole story, Airey waved his arms excitedly along with him.

He also immersed himself in the story along with him, and he still had a little more to say.

"Have a bottle of beer and count it on him."

Fang Heng spoke dryly, and waved to the boss of the doomsday camp for a bottle of beer.

"But Fang Heng, why are you able to pick up the blood clan spirit battle?"

Airey was very curious about the blood clan, "Where is the blood clan spiritual battle? Can you show me?"

The blood clan spiritual battle is bound in a special backpack in the game, and follows Fang Heng all the way through various game worlds.

Even in the real world, Fang Heng could still see the blood clan spirit battle in his backpack.

It's a pity that if you can see it, you can see it, but in reality you can't get it if you want to.

With a light twist of Fang Heng's wrist, the blood clan spirit stick appeared in the palm of his hand.

"that's it."

"Wow! It's amazing."

Ai Lei was very itchy in his heart, he carefully stretched out his hand, and took the blood clan spirit stick on the table in his hand.

"Huh? Didn't you say that ordinary people outside the blood race can't pick it up?"

"That was without recognizing the Lord."

As Fang Heng said, his thoughts moved.

Ai Lei immediately felt a strong force coming from the spiritual weapon in his hand, and he couldn't hold it for a while.

"call out!"

The spirit stick was suddenly sucked into Fang Heng's hand.

"Damn it! This trick is dead!"

Airey had never seen such a supernatural thing before, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Okay, let's get back to business."

Fang Heng put the blood clan spirit stick back into his backpack, looked solemn, and said solemnly: "I need your help."

"You say, I will try my best."

"I want to complete the research on the first-generation meteorite as soon as possible, so I want to get the research information related to your seventh area and the first-generation meteorite."

Ai Lei recalled it for a while, and said: "Indeed, we have backups of the research materials in the laboratory. They have been kept in the headquarters of the Dark Knights all these years, so we should be able to find them." Ai Lei hesitated for a while, "But... "

"what?"

"Fang Heng, other members of the Dark Knights may not believe the space-time channel you mentioned, and may suspect that you have no intentions. In addition, I also hope to restart the investigation of the first-generation meteorite, so I have a request."

Airey begged: "I hope you can provide us with a small piece of the first-generation meteorite for research."

"it is good."

"Ha! Thank you! Fang Heng, I knew you were reliable!"

Seeing Fang Heng's willingness to agree, Ai Lei was excited, slammed the table, and said loudly: "Hawk, hurry up! Serve the wine!"

"Don't be in a hurry to drink, I still have a troublesome thing for you to figure out."

"Just say it."

Fang Heng asked, "Do you have any skill books related to potion making?"

Airey nodded and said, "It's a small matter, there are still a lot of messy skill books in our Dark Knights. If it doesn't work, we will buy one at a high price..."

(End of this chapter)