Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Did it mean that the real world was about to become the target of Ouroboros?

How was Ouroboros connected to Xia Xi?

Wasn't Xia Xi related to the demonic seed?

He recalled that the rituals he had seen were all related to the demonic seed.

Was it just a coincidence?

Fang Heng rubbed his hair in frustration.

According to the books he had read, the mutant worm swarms lacked language capabilities and had never shown any intention of negotiating with local forces. They were known to destroy every world they encountered indiscriminately.

Furthermore, no world had ever truly defeated the mutant worm swarms.

The mutant worm species possessed a bizarre ability to regenerate infinitely, with ordinary methods only able to suppress them temporarily.

At first glance, the mutant worm swarms appeared to be an extreme villainous force. It was hard to determine what their actual objectives were.

Similarly, as villains of hell, their goal was clear: to spread malice and disseminate hell itself.

Fang Heng closed the book after finishing his review of the miscellaneous records.

"Elder, has a world boundary ever survived a disaster?"

"Disasters are also categorized by levels. Before the mutant worm threat reaches a certain level, the world boundary can still find ways to temporarily suppress or evacuate. As for completely resolving a disaster..." Ray pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "At least, I haven't heard of such a thing happening so far."

Fang Heng fell silent.

Nearby, a halfling approached and whispered, "Mr. Fang Bai, your opponent in the next arena match surrendered unconditionally five minutes ago. According to the rules, you have won that match, and your hidden arena rating has increased. Would you like to arrange your next match immediately?"

Hmm?

Fang Heng's mind was suddenly alert.

Surrender?

What was going on?

Was it luck?

Or was it his reputation?

"Show me the information on the previous opponent."

"Yes."

The halfling promptly replied, quickly retrieving the data and handing the pad to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng glanced at the photo displayed on the pad and nearly laughed out loud.

Well, well.

It turned out that his next opponent was Zheng Zheyu, the subordinate of the old man he had seen in the lounge on the 60th floor.

No wonder he was willing to surrender.

Fang Heng smiled, his lips curling up.

Hmm? Wait a minute!

This might be useful.

An idea suddenly struck Fang Heng. He lowered his head, stroking his chin as he pondered the implications.

"Interesting..."

The halfling, curious, asked, "Mr. Fang Bai, what did you say?"

"Nothing, just thinking aloud."

Fang Heng looked up, handed the pad back with a warm smile, and said, "I remember that I can move around freely here, correct?"

"Yes, after advancing to S-level, all floors are open to you except the highest-level SSS domain, which is restricted to Overseers. You're free to move about."

"That's good."

Fang Heng nodded and glanced at Simone, who was still diligently reading through books, searching for any possible solutions for his world.

"Simone, I have some business to attend to. I'll be leaving now."

Simone, without looking up, responded, "Alright, thank you, Mr. Fang. I'll be fine on my own."

"Okay, stay in touch if you have any updates. By the way, I'll take the invitation card with me. I might need it," Fang Heng said, then turned to the halfling. "You stay with Simone. I'll be going out alone for a bit."

.....

Tower of the White Abyss, Floor 45

Zheng Zheyu remained in the training room, delivering rapid punches to the sandbag in a bid to vent his frustration.

He was feeling miserable. He had initially hoped to make a strong impression in front of Elder Shen by teaching a newcomer a lesson, but instead, he had hit a brick wall.

Even Elder Shen, who had controlled Floor 62 for a long time, was dispatched with just two moves!

Elder Shen had reached S-rank, and there were even rumors that he had once been at the highest SSS rank. However, he had suffered irreparable injuries in battle, causing his strength to plummet significantly. It was said that he had lost his fighting spirit and had been relegated back to S-rank.

Afterward, Elder Shen seemed to have struck some kind of deal with higher-tier competitors, remaining on Floor 62 and neglecting his duties. Zheng Zheyu knew that Elder Shen's power was top-notch at the S-rank level.

Fang Bai's strength was enough to defeat Elder Wei in a single move. Even if Zheng Zheyu's combat power were doubled, he wouldn't stand a chance.

Going back to the arena?

That would be like courting death.

While he could still rely on the protection of the Overseers outside, facing Fang Bai in the arena would mean risking severe injury, or even worse—losing his life.

He couldn't afford to provoke such a powerful opponent.

Thus, Zheng Zheyu decided to surrender, hoping to avoid further enmity.

"Bang!!!"

The sandbag was sent flying backward with a powerful punch.

Moreover, with Elder Shen gone, the higher-ups controlling the concealed layers above would certainly be displeased and might try various ways to deal with Fang Bai.

Fang Bai wouldn't last long.

Soon, a new leader would be chosen for Floor 62.

Zheng Zheyu was the one who ended up losing the most, having sacrificed a significant amount of points.

It was unlikely that the higher-ups would compensate him for that money.

D*mn it!

When he paid the protection fee, they hadn't promised such things!

Relying on others was unreliable.

The weak were always oppressed!

He needed to find a way to strengthen himself.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

Zheng Zheyu continued to punch the sandbag in frustration.

Hmm?

Suddenly, Zheng Zheyu noticed something and turned to look at the open door of the training room.

A small halfling entered.

Zheng Zheyu's gaze then shifted to the figure standing next to the halfling.

Oh no!

Zheng Zheyu's heart sank, and he felt a surge of anger.

He was indeed being targeted with hostility!

He had already paid his points; what was this guy doing here?

Such pettiness!

Zheng Zheyu grumbled internally, forcing a strained smile as he looked at the newcomer, "Mr. Fang, it's you. What a coincidence, are you here for training as well? Haha, I'll leave you to it."

With that, Zheng Zheyu made to leave quickly.

"Stop."

Zheng Zheyu's expression changed abruptly, and he froze in place.

"I'm not here for training. I came specifically to find you."

Fang Heng looked at Zheng Zheyu and said, "Don't be nervous. I checked the records and saw you've been here for over a year and a half. You must be quite familiar with this place. It's nothing serious, just need your help with a small task."

"Of course, of course."

Zheng Zheyu said, relieved that it wasn't about revenge. He forced a flattering smile, "What do you need me to do, Mr. Fang?"

"Good."

Fang Heng handed Zheng Zheyu the pad.

"You recognize this person?"

Zheng Zheyu glanced at the photo on the pad and nodded, "Yes, from Floor 61, Area E."

"Very well, take me to him."

Fang Heng nodded, turned, and began to walk away.

As he took a few steps forward, Fang Heng noticed Zheng Zheyu hadn't followed and turned to ask, "What's the matter? Any problems?"

Zheng Zheyu swallowed nervously and said, "Mr. Fang, each floor has its own Overseer, and Area E is quite unified. If we cause trouble there..."