Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Luwa couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at the monitoring screen behind him, shaking his head slightly.

This second-stage 'Lock' training was a kind of probing.

If Fang Heng was pretending before, he would have no need to continue wasting time here learning.

Forcing himself to act like a beginner while learning would also show feedback on the instrument data.

He absolutely couldn't escape Luwa's eyes.

Fang Heng was currently immersed in cultivation, unaware that he had inexplicably passed a dangerous test.

After several attempts, he discovered some tricks.

Not in a hurry, he began to release mental power from the sea of consciousness bit by bit each time, allowing the mental power to gradually get used to wandering in the body.

With each solidified path, some mental power guidance would remain on the meridian path.

According to instructor Luwa, this residual guidance was the prototype of the path.

With each accumulation of guiding mental power residual channels, a clear channel would form in the body.

Fang Heng quickly realized that this thing emphasized diligence makes up for clumsiness.

Perhaps those players with low mental attributes would run out of mental power after cultivating for a period of time.

But he was different.

His mental power was very abundant!

Just grind it out!

Fang Heng quickly immersed himself in cultivation.

Despite repeated failures, he could sense that a small part of the initial path was slowly forming in his body.

Due to the high concentration of mental power, his ability to sense the passage of external time also decreased significantly.

Unknowingly, six hours quickly passed.

After taking a nap in the休息室, instructor Luwa opened the training ground door again.

Huh?

Seeing Fang Heng still staying in the center of the Star Wheel to cultivate, Luwa's face showed even more surprise.

He hasn't left yet?

Today was the same.

As time passed, the boredom of cultivation became apparent, and only one-third of the players could truly persist for more than half a year.

But in the past, no matter how interested the players were, they would practice for a maximum of two hours.

Including the training time, it had been a full six and a half hours.

He's still practicing?

Putting aside everything else, can his mental attribute strength keep up?

Luwa became more curious and stood beside the Star Wheel waiting.

Fang Heng's eyes were tightly closed.

Over the course of an afternoon, as he gradually became proficient in guiding his mental power, he was able to try to control about one-tenth of his body, and a constantly flowing channel quickly formed a small part of the channel prototype.

The already fixed channels were being strengthened with each iteration, and the subsequent unsuccessful channels were also gradually being cleared.

With each failure, Fang Heng could feel that he was going further than before!

In the latest attempt, he failed again as expected.

His mental power began to lose control and flowed back into the sea of consciousness under the influence of the external force of the Star Wheel.

Fang Heng opened his eyes from the cultivation state and saw Luwa standing opposite him at a glance.

"Instructor."

Luwa nodded and asked, "Well, how do you feel?"

"It's not easy, it's very difficult to control the flow of mental power throughout the body, but I think it will get better and better after continuous practice."

Listening to Fang Heng's description, Luwa was secretly surprised.

He was already gradually exploring the point of controlling the flow of mental power in the meridians?

Was his talent really that high?

"Instructor, is there a problem?"

"No, everyone's talent is different, your talent and comprehension are very good, don't waste it."

Luwa nodded and said, "Continue, but cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight, it requires time to accumulate, pay attention to rest."

"Okay."

Fang Heng had no intention of leaving and continued to close his eyes and concentrate, starting the next cultivation.

Seeing Fang Heng enter the cultivation state again, Luwa couldn't help but turn his back and looked at the surveillance camera installed in the corner.

Looks like a cultivation maniac?

Could someone like this really be a player who has unlocked the three 'Locks' in disguise?

In the monitoring room, most of the members of the Federal Investigation Team also showed relaxed expressions on their faces when they saw this.

Unlikely.

Fang Heng's actions were completely like a player who was new to the second stage 'Lock'.

And his talent was extremely strong.

Compared to Fang Heng, another player who left after persisting in learning for half an hour was more suspicious.

Kleiman said in a deep voice, "The test is not over yet, stay vigilant and continue to observe."

"Understood."

Thanks to his high mental attributes, Fang Heng had dozens of times more cultivation time than ordinary players.

Unfortunately, the zombie clones couldn't do this sea of consciousness cultivation for him.

Otherwise, Fang Heng would definitely return to the game and let the zombie clones assist in AFK farming.

Correspondingly, Fang Heng could sense the channel meridians in his body gradually strengthening during training.

This visible progress gave him a sense of security.

Very interesting.

If he could break through the second-order lock in the real world… …

Grind!

Anyway, there is no danger in the game for the time being.

Just grind!

… …

Midnight.

After a day of work, Kleiman was carefully reviewing the report information of each suspicious person.

Suddenly, flipping through one of the documents, Kleiman slowly raised his head and looked at the person on the monitoring screen.

Fang Heng!

Upon closer inspection, those who came to participate in the training today had more or less shown some suspicious points.

Only that person.

Too strange!

It had been a full twelve hours since he started training this afternoon!

He had been staying in the training ground to cultivate like this.

Without even eating, drinking, or going to the toilet.

Maintaining the same posture to carry out the second-order lock cultivation without interruption.

"Fang Heng… …"

Investigator Kleiman muttered the name to himself.

Could such a person be the Ajin he was looking for?

Impossible!

The Ajin didn't need to carry out the second-stage lock cultivation at all, they could break through directly.

Luwa was experienced, he had already confirmed that Fang Heng was indeed cultivating and not pretending.

So at least Fang Heng was not the attacker that night.

Eh?

Kleiman frowned.

He noticed that Fang Heng in the monitoring screen had finally gotten up.

Finally.

If there was no action again, Kleiman would have suspected that Fang Heng had already gone crazy.

"Report."

"Come in."

Kleiman looked at Qiao Wei who pushed the door in, "Why aren't you resting so late?"

"Captain, I couldn't sleep and did some more investigation. I highly suspect that the Fang Heng we are investigating is likely the same person as the Blood Clan Doomsday Realm Master Fang Heng. I consulted a professional and wanted to judge from Fang Heng's action trajectory."

"The analysis report confirms that Fang Heng has intentionally changed his original action mode, as for the handwriting identification, it does not belong to the same person at all."