National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 585 Transplantation Plan
This sleep was very heavy, and he didn't know how long he had rested. Fang Heng was in a daze when he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Who?"

The voice of the waiter of the Undead Research Association came from outside the door.

"Mr. Fang Heng, sorry to disturb your rest? You have a guest who has been waiting outside the door for a long time."

Fang Heng rubbed his face, stretched and sat up from the bed.

After staying up in the game for several nights, this sleep is really good.

"coming."

Fang Heng got out of bed, put on a coat, walked to the door and opened it.

The waiter stood at the door.

Behind him, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo looked forward to it.

"Fang Heng, you've woken up. We've been waiting for you for a long time." After finally squatting at the door to Fang Heng, Li Shaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, "We're going to be in big trouble again."

Fang Heng frowned slightly.

"So fast? The blood race has a new move?"

"It's not the blood clan, it's the Northern Federation."

Northern Federation?
Fang Heng was a little puzzled for a while.

In his previous life, Fang Heng's body spent most of his time in the Eastern Federation area, and his understanding of the whole world was basically limited to the forum irrigation area.

Relying on the vague memory of his body, Fang Heng probably knows that the four regions of the Global Federation are not harmonious.

Although you are happy and I am good on the surface, and the world is peaceful and unified, it is not the case in fact.

The struggle for power and profit in the four regions has always been undercurrent.

Generally speaking, after many years of struggle, in the initial game stage, the Northern Federation and the Southern Federation roughly controlled most of the wasteland doomsday, the Eastern Federation controlled a part of the zombie apocalypse, and the Western Federation was extremely miserable in the initial game , does nothing.

Fang Heng turned sideways and led the two into the room.

"Don't worry, what's going on specifically? Take your time."

"It's Xie Junhao, the owner of the seventh area of ​​the wasteland doomsday game world, and the deputy commander of the wasteland doomsday world."

Li Shaoqiang's face was a little ugly. He followed Fang Heng into the guest room and explained to him: "The end of the wasteland opened the time and space channel, and brought people from the end of the wasteland world to the seventh area of ​​the end of the zombie for support."

Fang Heng raised his brows.

A helper from the wasteland world?

Isn't that great!
"The problem is big." Li Shaoqiang saw the doubts on Fang Heng's face, sighed, and continued to explain: "On the surface, it seems that they are here to help, but in fact they are here to compete for the resources of the seventh district. By the way, they will also compete for the right to speak and control the Seventh District."

Fang Heng touched his chin.

For resources and interests?
As if you are the same?
Li Shaoqiang continued: "Chen Yuming is the commander-in-chief of the Seventh District, but the strength of the Seventh District itself is limited. Xie Junhao brought a special fusion beast from the wasteland world this time. His trust has repeatedly put pressure on Chen Yu to fight for the actual control of the seventh district."

"Because of the invasion of blood clans, this incident may involve the real world. Now the Central Federation is already dissatisfied with our Eastern District. Chen Yu is under a lot of pressure now, and he can't bear it."

"Also, during this period of time, our Zombie Apocalypse Seventh District has suffered a lot from the blood race. If Xie Junhao defeats the blood race as soon as he comes, it will be difficult for us to look good."

"It's not just about face." Tan Shuo, who had been silent all this time, added, "I heard from a friend that Xie Junhao may have come here this time for the main line of the seventh district, and they want to completely occupy the seventh district."

main line? !
Hearing this, Fang Heng was shocked.

This time I have worked so hard to come to the Seventh District for so long, the so-called resources, materials, bloodlines for upgrading bloodlines, robbing the Bloodline Holy Artifacts, snatching Anjitas and so on can only be regarded as extras, the main task of the Seventh District is his basic disk.

There must be no mistakes!

Fang Heng became serious in an instant. He looked up at the two of them: "By the way, how is the collection of the special boxes I need?"

"Well, all the boxes have been collected at four o'clock in the morning today, and they are being transported to the frontline shelters through various channels. They should be on their way, but the boxes cannot be transmitted through the space-time crack channel, and there may be a little trouble in terms of transmission. It will take time."

Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

Very good, at least for now, all HeLa tissue samples have been obtained.

The people from the Northern Federation have just arrived from the apocalypse. They have absolutely no understanding of the zombie apocalypse like Chen Yu, and they have to deal with the blood race, so they can't complete the main task so quickly.

It should not be too late, the longer the delay, the more dangerous it will be.

He also had to do it as soon as possible.

"I understand, I will return to the game immediately to arrange the next step, and keep in touch at any time."

……

Eighth district.

Zombie apocalypse.

"What a great discovery."

Standing in front of the tempered glass, looking at the broken branches of the Anjitas sacred tree soaked in blood behind the glass, Qiu Yaokang let out admiration.

Branches will wither quickly after being cut from the sacred tree, and only soaking them in blood can slow down their withering speed.

Qiu Yaokang was extremely amazed by Anjitas' biological characteristics of absorbing blood.

"Pity."

Qiu Yaokang sighed regretfully, "The activity of the branches after detaching from the main body is too low to carry out deeper research."

Fang Heng just went online, and came to Qiu Yaokang immediately.

Hearing Qiu Yaokang's sigh, he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Come on, don't sigh, how is the transplantation plan going? When we transplant the whole Anjitas sacred tree, you can do whatever research you want."

"thump!!"

A loud bang.

Everyone turned their heads quickly, and at the same time looked at Zhao Dongyang who fell from the chair in the corner of the laboratory.

Zhao Dongyang grabbed the chair with one hand and got up from the ground in embarrassment.

Last night, he accompanied Qiu Yaokang's experimental team to conduct research on Anjitas branches to provide theoretical data basis. It was not until more than half an hour ago that he couldn't help but lie on the chair and squint for a while.

In a daze, he heard what Fang Heng said about the Anjitas transplant plan!

Transplanting Angitas? !
Agitated, Zhao Dongyang accidentally lost his seat and fell from the chair.

Good guy!
Transplant the blood god tree Anjitas!
Zhao Dongyang has been very curious during this time, and has also wondered what Fang Heng is planning.

original……

They spent so much effort to get back the Anjitas branches, and did so much research, the ultimate goal was to transplant Anjitas! !
madman!

These lunatics!

It's fine to bring back the blood clan's purple space crystals and supplies, but even Anjitas wants to get them back together?

"You, you..."

Zhao Dongyang was at a loss for words for a while.

He felt that his language vocabulary in high school was no longer enough to describe Fang Heng's madness.

After all, he knew that Fang Heng was crazy, but he was so crazy...

(I'm very sorry, I encountered some unexpected incidents yesterday... It's been fixed now, and the two updates owed will be made up tomorrow. Apologies again!)
(End of this chapter)