National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 533 To Do
Fang Heng himself possesses the skills of bloodline blood.

Coincidentally, this time, the Seventh District encountered a large number of blood clan invasions. If you are lucky, you may be able to get some back to the Eighth District to study.

Moreover, the zombie apocalyptic world and the blood race world are both primary game worlds, and the world environments of the two look similar.

Theoretically, if everything goes well, maybe he can also cultivate blood races in the eighth district and increase the strength of the world?
Fang Heng secretly constructed his own plan in his heart.

Seeing Fang Heng lost in thought, Qiu Yaokang asked, "Fang Heng, what did you think of?"

"No, nothing."

Fang Heng shook his head.

Whether he can get the blood race back or not, it's better not to give Qiu Yaokang too much expectation.

He didn't want to go to Sector Seven with a bunch of sample collectors.

Facing Qiu Yaokang's suspicious gaze, Fang Heng quickly changed the subject, "Can we simulate the living environment of a demon servant?"

"It's hard to do. I still need a large number of research samples to study Demon Attendant. Unfortunately, it is dying, and even if we have enough samples, the progress of research will be very slow."

It's a pity for Qiu Yaokang.

After finally finding a new toy, it's a pity that he can't continue to study it.

"Can you get some more living Demon Attendants back?"

"It's difficult, I will try to find a way."

As he spoke, Fang Heng took out his notebook and added another item to the to-do list for this trip to District [-].

Get some blood and come back to the eighth district to study.

"Dr. Qiu, I have something troublesome and I need your help to find a solution."

"what?"

"That's it..." Fang Heng put away his notebook, stretched out his hand and gestured, "I want to find a way to quickly kill a special alienated zombie, they have the ability of physical immunity..."

……

Rao Qiu Yaokang also felt the difficulty of the problem.

After many attempts, Qiu Yaokang soaked Fang Heng's zombie avatars in a high-concentration corrosive sulfuric acid solution.

Taking chemical damage, the zombie clones finally began to die.

But this method is not very good when facing the fusion tyrant body.

The regeneration speed of the fusion tyrant's body per second has exceeded the corrosion damage.

Soaked in a high-concentration corrosive solution, the fusion of the tyrant body indicated that it felt nothing.

In a short period of time, Qiu Yaokang couldn't find a solution, so Fang Heng could only ask him to find a solution first and find Victor first.

"The space tearing device has completed the second inspection, and we can open the channel now."

Victor puts the finishing touches on the Space Ripper.

A blue transmission channel appeared in front of him, and Fang Heng stepped into it.

Dazzling light bloomed in front of his eyes.

A few lines of small characters in the lower right corner of Fang Heng's retina refreshed quickly.

[Hint: The player is teleporting...].

[Reminder: The teleportation is complete, you have entered the seventh area].

[Hint: The player triggers the branch ending - the final purification, the player triggers the branch ending - Eternal Moon].

……

District Seven.

Scavengers Legion headquarters.

A lifeless atmosphere.

In the newly established teleportation hall, members of the Scavengers Legion were scattered and scattered on the ground.

For a period of time, they lost the supplies of God of War potion and God-given potion, and their combat ability was greatly weakened.

Coupled with the morale value that has dropped to the bottom, everyone's spirits are depressed...

At the corner, Lin Hanzheng sighed silently.

He is a player of the heretical game guild.

A few days ago, affected by the Blood Race Invasion, District [-] underwent a major change.

The leftist game union has been trying to find Fang Heng. He was ordered to stay in the Scavengers Guild 24 hours by the boss of the guild when he was in danger. He was waiting for Fang Heng to go online so that he could contact Fang Heng as soon as possible.

did not expect……

Just over ten hours after he joined the Scavengers Legion, the entire Sanctuary of the Scavengers Legion was attacked by blood clans and fell.

Fortunately, Lin Hanzheng disguised himself as an ordinary NPC and was not discovered by Ye Xiao's players.

Like other NPCs, he became a prisoner and remained in the teleportation hall.

Lin Hanzheng thought he was out of luck this time.

It is estimated that this form will continue, not to mention the year-end bonus, the heretical game union has collapsed, and he estimates that this life will die here.

Ugh!
Lin Hanzheng sighed heavily again.

Death sooner or later is death.

He had already tried to go offline to communicate with the guild before, so he stayed here and continued to wait for Fang Heng who might appear.

Under such circumstances, the guild leader insisted on waiting for Fang Heng to come back, which Lin Hanzheng did not expect.

So what can Fang Heng do?

Everything is too late.

The Seventh District is already like this...

Tired.

When a monk strikes the clock one day, Lin Hanzheng thinks, at worst, he will run away after spending this month's salary.

If you don't reincarnate next time, or choose to go to the wasteland doomsday again.

I was thinking nonchalantly,

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the hall.

Lin Hanzheng was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, there were voices one after another in the hall.

"Captain!"

"Master Captain!"

The members of the Scavengers Legion, who were sitting sparsely on the ground, all had bright eyes, and they all struggled to stand up and bowed to Fang Heng.

Head? !
He is Fang Heng!
At this time, Fang Heng had just returned to the seventh area, his vision had not fully recovered, and a series of game prompts from the Retina Ranger were refreshed densely.

In just a second of effort, the game log refreshed thousands of pages.

Fang Heng didn't have time to read it, so he clicked it off.

"what happened?"

Fang Heng glanced quickly across the teleportation hall.

He was suspicious.

Why did the space tearing device stop working?
The big screens on the walls were also pitch black.

Also, each of these NPCs looked like they hadn't eaten for several days, their mental state was extremely bad, and they looked very depressed.

What about the aura of the villain of the Scavengers Legion? !
Fang Heng had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The good news is, at least the old home is still there, and so is the Scavengers Legion.

"Take me to the lab and ask Osborne and Ni Shengtao to come over and meet."

With that said, Fang Heng stepped forward.

However, the metal sensor door ahead was tightly closed.

The members of the Scavengers Legion in the hall also stood still one by one.

"Ok?"

Fang Heng had no choice but to stop and look back at the crowd.

"Commander Fang Heng." A member of the legion rolled his throat, with a look of shame on his face, "I'm sorry, Commander! We are all trapped here now, and Commander Osborn is now being held alone by the blood clansmen. On the second basement floor, Commander Ni Shengtao's whereabouts are temporarily unknown."

Fang Heng's complexion changed suddenly.

broken!

The home is still stolen!

"What do you mean? Tell me in detail."

"Captain Fang Heng! I'm Lin Hanzheng! I'm from the heretical game union!"

Lin Hanzheng finally came to his senses at this time, he quickly pushed aside the two scavengers in front of him, and walked in front of Fang Heng.

Fang Heng looked at Lin Hanzheng, "The leftist guild? People from Tianzhen?"

"Correct!"

Lin Hanzheng nodded frantically.

(End of this chapter)