Chapter 362 Escaped
“Fang Heng from Zone 8 of the Zombie Apocalypse. He has the ability to control zombies. He has appeared many times on player forums recently.”
“No, it’s impossible. It's him."
Li Dahai shook his head and categorically rejected it.
The eighth server has only been open for a long time, and it is impossible to upgrade the second-order space tearing device.
No one can do it!
Perhaps the one who came to help was an organization hostile to the Night Owl Organization?
“After editing the video, send it to the intelligence department, and try to figure out the identity of the player who secretly controls the licker.”
“Yes!”
……
Not far from the federal shelter, in front of an abandoned building.
Several people wearing silver-white masks guarded Sikong Mao.
One person asked: "What happened to the last group of zombies?"
"I don't know."
Sikong Mao's voice was hoarse.
Controlling a large number of high-level zombies into a berserk state to attack the federal sanctuary consumed almost all of his energy.
"The Licker is a hunter with keen perception. He will almost never attack higher-level alienated zombies, and it is even less likely to have the ability to self-explode."
Sikong Mao's Breath A little heavy, his eyes showed a deep fear.
“Someone must be controlling them behind the scenes.”
The few people wearing silver-white masks fell silent.
They planned for more than half a year and spent a lot of effort to drag three level five alienated zombies into a dormant state and transport them here.
The other party seems to have an easier way to control the zombie swarm.
If such a person exists, his strength must be very terrifying.
After a while, the man asked: "Is it the federation's back-up man?"
"I don't know."
"Publish the video to the black market and try to find out the identity of that person."
"Okay."
The two masked men nodded.
Sikong Mao turned his head and looked at the mine halfway up the mountain.
"Ignore him for now, we have finally held the Federation back for a few hours. The ayanite ore should have been transported, right?"
"Well, I made a calculation and it should be almost the same."
"This sudden attack by the Federation is a bit weird. It may have predicted our actions in advance. Coupled with the loss of the blue crystal ore, our actions will not be hidden. But they were too long.”
Sikong Mao. After recovering a little strength, he held on to the wall beside him and said, "We need to execute the plan in advance, the sooner the better."
"If we want to speed up, we still lack a few players with advanced construction engineer skills."
……
"Finally done."
Seeing the last giant zombie fall in a series of self-destructions, Fang Heng breathed a huge sigh of relief.
It takes too much energy to control the lickers one by one to explode.
In this battle, all the licker groups were consumed.
Fang Heng opened his palms and pointed at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
The explosion rate of giant zombies is extremely high. After the death of three zombies, they all exploded with high-energy evolutionary crystals.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Three high-energy evolutionary crystals came from a distance until they flew into Fang Heng's palm.
Contacting the palm of his hand, the rune mark on the back of Fang Heng's hand once again showed a faint light.
Immediately afterwards, the high-energy evolutionary crystal was absorbed by the rune mark.
A line of game prompts appeared.
[Tip: It is detected that the player has mastered the skills: Occult Ritual (Level 1), Occult Basics (LV: 2). The evolutionary crystals in your backpack can be directly stored in the Occult Ritual].
“Can the evolutionary crystal be directly stored in the occult mark?”
Fang Heng put the back of his hand in front of his eyes and observed.
This is a good skill, it can save several backpack slots.
Seeing that the crisis in the federal shelter had been overcome, Fang Heng estimated that people from the federation would soon arrive at the mining area.
I’ve almost made enough money this time.
Show the talent early!
Night Owl Organization players in the mining area also noticed the situation of the federal shelter at the foot of the mountain, and called on the players to speed up the transportation, preparing to run away after grabbing the last ticket.
While everyone was speeding up the transportation of supplies, Fang Heng walked carelessly to a military truck.
The blue crystal ore behind the truck has been filled to 70% to 80%, and several players have just laboriously moved two large boxes onto it.
Fang Heng quietly got into the cab.
With a kick of the accelerator, the big truck drove towards the outside of the mining area.
The Night Owl Organization didn't notice anything amiss, they just thought Fang Heng was also a player helping to transport the ore.
Until a few players just came out of the mine carrying boxes full of ore, they were stunned for a moment when they saw that the truck had left the mining area in a large truck.
"Hey! Wait!"
"It's not full yet!"
"Hey! Who is that!"
The big truck has no intention of stopping, the player They watched helplessly as Fang Heng drove the truck toward the foot of the mountain and disappeared into the night.
The remaining players looked at each other.
What's going on?
The truck ran away when it was not full?
Money will be deducted for this!
......
There are still 35 hours left before the end of this transmission.
Counting the latter car of high-quality blue crystal ore, it should be a guaranteed investment.
Fang Heng thought.
It's a pity that I didn't bring a living sample collector, otherwise I should have been able to collect some samples of fifth-level giant zombies.
Next, we should find a way to find the whereabouts of the first-generation meteorite.
Fang Heng went down the mountain along the trail.
Halfway there, the five remaining Lickers jumped onto the back of the truck.
Fang Heng turned the steering wheel and moved forward along Route 102.
We headed all the way to the Doomsday Merchant Camp. About half an hour later, Fang Heng discovered the Doomsday Merchant Camp next to the trail ahead.
It's still dark, and the door to the doomsday camp is still closed.
Fang Heng made a detour and temporarily parked the truck in a nearby dense forest that was difficult to find, protected by Lickers.
He went offline again and transported a wave of high-quality blue crystal raw ore.
……
Express hotel.
In the dark room, Lao Hei sat alone at the computer desk.
The video of the fifth-level giant zombie being attacked by a group of lickers not long ago was playing on the screen.
"Buzz..."
The mobile phone on the table vibrated.
Old Hei picked up the phone smoothly.
“It’s me.”
“Have you received the latest video?”
Lao Hei framed the scene at the moment when the licker blew himself up, and responded with an expressionless face.
"Looking."
"What do you think? Is he from the Federation?"
"Not sure."
"Confirm him as soon as possible I have a bad feeling that his presence will increase the uncertainty of our plan.”
"It's a little troublesome. I've compared the latest database, and I haven't found any suspicious candidates who meet the relevant abilities."
"Ten thousand Lord God points."
Old Hei pressed his temple. , the sitting posture became more relaxed, and said, "It's not the money. The problem is that the person you are looking for is not on the roster."
"Well, I understand."
"The plan is ahead of schedule. We must start the first phase of the plan within 24 hours. There is also a lack of players who are proficient in mechanical maintenance.”
"Those are scarce talents, and you know that place in District 5."
"With ten thousand Lord God Points, I need to ensure that the amplification device operates within 24 hours."
"Of course. , as you wish.”
Lao Hei pressed the phone. (End of this chapter)