Chapter 662 Weird
The third day.
All 1,000 souls have been absorbed, and the experience value of the elementary necromancy skills has begun to slowly increase again.
Fang Heng and Li Shaoqiang totaled it up and continued to invest the points they earned. In addition, Li Shaoqiang increased his investment of 200,000 contribution points by selling iron, and purchased more than 30 more copies of The Dead. Book.
There is only one goal.
Improve efficiency! Make money like crazy!
Fang Heng was in a very good mood.
And things like elementary soul bodies are necessities and hard currency. The market flows very fast and can be sold almost as soon as they change hands.
After these two days of spontaneous publicity by players, many players have learned about Fang Heng, a wealthy man, and have received commissions one after another. They come to report at twelve o'clock on time every day and come to work with Fang Heng.
For ordinary players, under ideal conditions, if they work hard, they can gain about 20-30 Lord God Points every day!
Isn’t this better than fighting to the death in the game?
The Hall of Sinking.
At noon, I once again saw the mighty team of more than 70 people accompanying Fang Heng, and Pu Shi suddenly felt very heavy.
What are they going to do?
Are you planning to build a main base in the Sunken Corridor?
Recently, Pu Shi had heard about Fang Heng entrusting players to work in the Sunken Corridor.
It would be beneath your dignity to get involved in this kind of thing.
But Pu Shi never expected that Fang Heng could be so capable of causing trouble.
Among the group of people brought by Fang Heng, he even saw many scholars who had been promoted to intermediate levels of necromancy.
What the hell is this!
Pu Shi didn't want to talk any more or look at Fang Heng any more, so he waved his hand and motioned for Fang Heng to go in.
“Thank you, Master Pu Shi.”
Fang Heng waved his hand and led the players behind him into the Corridor of Sinking.
After two consecutive days of testing, Fang Heng made many improvements and upgrades to the monster spawning plan.
Called enhanced version 5.2 by Fang Heng.
Li Shaoqiang selected a relatively open area and set up a tent in the area. A small number of red soul candles were also set up on the periphery to expel the soul body.
Then two players were specially hired to transport holy water between the outside world and the Sunken Corridor to ensure a continuous supply of holy water.
I also got some bricks and built a simple reservoir at the monster spawning point at the corner.
The holy water is continuously transported in from the outside and poured into the reservoir.
After that, the sprinkler system was connected through the pipeline of the reservoir, and water was poured on Fang Heng continuously for 24 hours to ensure that the curse effect on Fang Heng could be quickly removed.
The next step was to consider building a temporary toilet.
After solving the problem of eating and drinking, Li Shaoqiang realized that it was a waste of time for players to go to the toilet.
Li Shaoqiang and Fang Hengyi combined, and Fang Heng also expressed strong agreement.
But when they were about to take action, they were held tightly by Tan Shuo.
Considering that Master Pu Shi’s anger level was almost reaching its limit, the two gave up.
At this time, more than seventy players were seducing monsters at the same time, and Fang Heng was trapped in a corner by a large circle of primary soul bodies.
The Book of the Dead releases ripples of soul fragment energy harvesting soul bodies.
As investors, Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang sat aside and took notes.
Li Shao Qiang couldn't help but smile.
Good guy! How much money can you earn this day? !
"Something's not right."
Tan Shuo looked through the records, stopped the pen and paper in his hand, and looked solemn.
“What’s wrong?”
“The dead souls in the Sunken Hall appeared too fast.”
Li Shaoqiang raised his head and looked towards Fang Heng’s position , puzzled: "Is it much?"
"More. Compared with late yesterday, the speed of soul bodies appearing is twice as fast as yesterday." Tan Shuo compared yesterday's data with a worried look on his face, "Is there something wrong?"
"Uh... no way, how can something go wrong if you are so awesome in Sunken Corridor... You are just too timid and worry about nothing all day long."
Li Shaoqiang still feels that Tan Shuo Thinking too much, he patted Tan Shuo on the shoulder and said jokingly, "We can't collapse the Sinking Corridor just because we farmed too many souls?"
Tan Shuo, be careful. He swallowed hard, looked at Fang Heng, who was absorbing soul ripples piece by piece, and said carefully: "Actually, I think it is possible."
"Huh?"
Li Shaoqiang was about to say something when suddenly, there was a soft click in his ear.
“What’s going on?”
Li Shaoqiang was suddenly startled.
The candlelight of the candlesticks hanging on the wall dimmed one after another, and the entire Sunken Hall instantly became dim.
“Chi!!”
Before Li Shaoqiang could speak, the candle burned again.
But this time, they all glowed with a dim yellow light.
“Eh?”
Fang Hengzheng was having a great time killing monsters.
He was about to wait for this wave of contribution points to accumulate enough and go shopping on a shopping spree, when something strange happened suddenly shocked him.
What's wrong?
......
In the Sinking Hall, Pu Shi was closing his eyes to rest.
He didn't like what Fang Heng did in the Corridor of Sinking.
The entire Sunken Corridor was filled with smoke and smoke.
Suddenly, Pu Shi's eyes opened instantly.
Almost at the same time, all the burning soul candles in the Sinking Hall dimmed at the same time.
Not good! Something happened!
The central seal has been touched!
Who could it be?
Pu Shi's heart sank, and he immediately raised his head and looked at the wooden shelf on the right side of the room.
Five soul candles.
This means that there are currently five high-level undead scholars still in the Sunken Corridor.
Theoretically, there are only five of them who have the ability to enter the central area alone.
Someone has a problem!
"There is a problem with the central seal. Immediately inform President Wayne, the vice-presidents and the Federation, keep a roster of all personnel, block the entrance and exit of the Sunken Corridor, completely seal the valve before the president arrives, and do not allow anyone to enter or exit. The rest will follow I entered the Corridor of Sinking immediately!"
"Yes!"
Pu Shi hurried to the Corridor of Sinking with a group of high-level necromancy scholars responsible for guarding it.
He was full of anxiety and uneasiness.
Who could it be?
Who would take action against the seal?
Is it Fang Heng?
Fang Heng's appearance appeared in Pu Shi's mind.
No, it's impossible. Entering Sinking is divided into three major areas: outer, middle, and inner areas, as well as the central area cloister. The admission qualifications are not disclosed to the public.
Even in the internal area, ordinary players need to go through a security assessment of at least ten years, and even go through a federal identity background check, and are only allowed to enter after confirming their identity...
This means that the other party has been involved in the association for ten years.
This is definitely not something a new player like Fang Heng can do.
At the same time, on the other side of the Sinking Corridor.
Fang Heng collected the last wave of undead and gathered with other players.
The players all realized something was wrong, stopped trying to trick the monsters, gathered back, and discussed quietly together in twos and threes.
"What happened?"
"Why did the color of the candle change?"
"The soul candle in my hand seems to have not changed."
"Could it be maintenance... "
While thinking, Li Shaoqiang walked to Fang Heng and asked in a low voice: "Fang Heng, what did you do?" (End of Chapter)