National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 648
[Hint: The current player is exposed to a high concentration of alienated virus gas...].

[Hint: The player is affected by the virus, and the player's infection rate is increasing].

[Hint: The player's health is slowly decreasing].

In the darkness, a flash of scarlet flashed in Fang Heng's eyes.

With the help of the night vision ability of the bloodline, he can see the surrounding environment clearly.

The ruins of the destroyed research institute.

The alienated zombies living here have evolved the ability of night vision.

"hiss!!!"

There was a hiss from a corner in the darkness, and countless zombies came out of the shadows and rushed towards Fang Heng.

"superior!!"

Fang Heng waved his hand.

The eight fusion tyrants behind raised their iron twists and strode forward, blocking them at the forefront.

A group of red lickers also swarmed up.

Lines of game prompts are rapidly refreshed on Fang Heng's retina.

[Reminder: Your zombie avatar (integrated tyrant body) killed the second-order alienated zombie, and you have obtained a complete evolutionary crystal*1].

[Hint: Your HP recovery +55].

[Hint: Your infection index is increasing at an accelerated rate].

[Reminder: Your zombie avatar (Licker) killed the second-order alienated zombie, and you obtained a complete purification crystal*1].

[Hint: Through the effect of undead skills, your infection index will be cleared].

"It seems to be quite stable..."

Undead skills are immune to the effect of infection, and only suffer from the additional blood deduction effect.

At the current negative level, this deduction of blood is not fatal at all, and it doesn't even use the effect of physical death immunity.

Fang Heng was talking to himself, and silently stuffed an Oreo into his mouth.

Theoretically speaking, this blood deduction is a physical attack, right?
Isn't that invincible?

Step by step, this isolation area does not know how many layers there are.

The deeper you go down, the higher the virus body damage you receive per second.

Clean up layer by layer, starting with the first layer.

Thinking about it, Fang Heng stretched silently, and dropped a sleeping bag on the ground.

There's no point in staying here.

Okay, let's hang up the phone for a while after going offline and going to sleep again!
After all, I haven't hung up for a long time...

……

Society for the Study of the Dead.

Opening the game compartment, Fang Heng threw himself on the bed like a sandbag.

"Cuckoo..."

hungry.

After going offline last time, he was too tired, so he just lay on the bed and turned over to sleep. After waking up, he was quite excited and went back to the game immediately to check the harvest of the seventh district.

Now, after everything came to an end, Fang Heng realized that he was hungry.

Very hungry and miserable.

But under the effect of undead body skills, this kind of hunger is not fatal at all.

Fang Heng decided to have lunch.

The Seventh District's wave is not a loss, and even a small profit.

Gotta treat myself.

After asking the waiter outside the door, Fang Heng followed the smell of the food to the cafeteria on the third floor.

He couldn't help but once again lamented the thoughtful service of the Undead Research Association.

Judging from the quality, it is about [-] per capita buffet outside.

It turned out to be free here!

Randomly picked some favorite squid sashimi and grilled lamb chops, Fang Heng was going to find a seat to sit down.

"Fang Heng!"

Following the prestige, Fang Heng saw Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo who were eating and greeted him.

"What about eating? Come to our side, let's go together."

Fang Heng walked over to the two with the dinner plate in hand.

"You are here, what a coincidence?"

The matter in District [-] came to an end. Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo finally completed the tasks assigned by their superiors and received a wave of bonuses distributed by their superiors.

For them, the biggest reward is not the bonus, but the relationship with the great mentor Dicky through the treatment of Fang Heng as a 'pro-son', which improves the friendship!

That's something money can't buy.

So for the past two days, the two of them have been diligently helping Dicky to clean up, trying their best to earn favorability.

"Hahaha, thanks to you, we have also received a lot of rewards. Come, let me toast you."

Li Shaoqiang was in a good mood, and after receiving the bonus, he dragged Tan Shuo, who was not in high spirits, over to celebrate.

Fang Heng slowly enjoyed the fun of eating, and said with satisfaction: "The dishes here are pretty good. Speaking of which, the treatment from the association is really good, and I really want to live here all the time."

The two looked at each other, and suddenly felt that the grilled prawns on the plate were not fragrant.

That's how you are!
A disciple of Master Dicky, a platinum membership card of the Necromology Research Society, free food and living, and a monthly living allowance into the card, which is only used by the account owner.

Otherwise, it will cost 880 yuan to eat a buffet here!

Very expensive.

The two of them also spend occasionally with public funds.

Tan Shuo, whose heart had been broken all over the ground, sighed silently. He looked at Fang Heng who was eating heartlessly, and thought about his uncertain future, and his mood became even more gloomy.

"By the way, I have something to ask you."

Fang Heng put down the grilled lamb chops he had just finished eating, wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, and picked up another piece, casually said, "How can I get a rudimentary soul?"

Using the item page to control Hela's sequelae, he can't continue to practice and upgrade his necromancy skills now.

Need to absorb 1000 elementary souls to completely remove the negative effect.

Then came the trouble.

At first, Fang Heng mistakenly thought that an ordinary soul body could be regarded as a primary soul.

I didn't expect to run back and hang up the wailing to see, good guy, that's not the case at all!
The zombie clone hang-up plan was also hindered.

Fortunately, for the time being, ordinary zombie avatars have been used as tyrant body transformation experiments, and there is no idle time.

Taking advantage of the idle time in the game when he hangs up to brush the evolution crystals, Fang Heng is going to take care of this trouble before leaving the Undead Research Society.

"It's because of the negative effects brought about by using the pages. It needs to absorb a thousand low-level soul bodies as a price."

Li Shaoqiang and Li Shaoqiang were also there when they asked Dicky for help, and they understood it as soon as they heard it.

"Yes, that's the one." Fang Heng raised his head and said, "Do I have to go to the high-level Wailing Room?"

The two looked at each other.

Even though the level of necromancy is so high, he doesn't even know the basics of necromancy...

No wonder, how long has he been in contact with necromancy?
"Fang Heng, you may not be clear about it. The elementary soul body is different from the ordinary soul body. That kind of thing is more dangerous and is strictly controlled."

Danger?control?
"Yes, elementary souls have already awakened part of their self-awareness, how should I put it..." Tan Shuo thought for a while, and gave an example, "Well, the most significant difference compared with ordinary souls is that they will take the initiative to attack."

Fang Heng felt even more strange when he heard this.

I didn't see them resist when they collected high-level soul bodies in the game before.

On the contrary, it was quite laborious to fight for the soul with Anjitas.

(End of this chapter)