MTL - Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

In order to save fuel, Fang Heng rode his bicycle slowly back to the prison.

Coincidentally, when he was leaving, he saw two players walking towards the camp from a distance.

Zhou Yi and Lu Yu also saw Fang Heng at the same time.

Before Lu Yu could speak, Fang Heng had already turned away from another fork.

The two looked at each other.

"That person just now seemed to be Fang Heng? Great God?"

"It should be him."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Unfortunately, I checked on the Internet, and the character of the Great God doesn't seem to be very good. I'm afraid that there will be trouble in recruiting him into the company, otherwise I will take him down even if it costs a few million... "

"What are you thinking? Millions of people may not want to come to you."

"What's the matter? I'm so unwelcoming here? Your bonus next month is gone."

"The company still has a bonus? How come I never got one?"

Zhou Yi and Lu Yu said each other, bickering and decompressing.

The two of them worked hard all day today, and they worked hard to complete an investigation mission.

During the process, Zhou Yi also encountered a sudden attack by a zombie.

If it wasn't for Lu Yu's astuteness, Zhou Yi's life would have almost been explained.

Zhou Yi rubbed his face and said, "After this task is completed, you can buy earth bombs. It's a bit late today. Tomorrow we'll go to bomb the prison."

"It will take two or three days for the zombies inside to disperse after blowing up the outer barbed wire. We need to use this time to collect more supplies and strengthen the shelter."

Lu Yu nodded and became serious.

"By the way, how is the recruitment of our company's personnel?"

"I interviewed several professional players, all of them from LV5, and I have signed contracts with them."

Zhou Yi has made a desperate attempt to create a career in this server, and he does not hesitate to invest a lot of money.

"But after the new service is launched, they will have to wait another week before teleporting in, not so fast."

The two walked into the doomsday merchant camp while talking.

This... what's the situation?

Just stepping into the doomsday merchant camp, Zhou Yi and Lu Yu both stopped at the same time.

They stopped and looked at each other.

The camp is full of wooden boards piled up in a mess, one on the left and one on the right.

Several NPC workers are busy moving.

Where did these planks come from? !

When I came here in the morning to receive the task, it was obviously empty.

Lu Yu asked the Doomsday Merchant about the situation.

"Vettel, so many planks in the camp?"

"I got it from a survivor. That kid is really amazing."

Vettel was in a very good mood today. He answered with a smile while checking the ledger to count the supplies.

"With these planks, the upgrade plan for our camp will soon be put on the agenda."

Zhou Yi and Lu Yu were even more inexplicable.

Player!

After working for a long time, these wooden boards were all obtained by players? !

impossible!

It's only been a few days since the server started!

Let alone players, which guild has the ability to collect so many planks in such a short period of time?

I am afraid that only a behemoth like the federal government can do it.

Zhou Yi was still surprised, Lu Yu instinctively thought of something.

He swallowed and asked the Doomsday Merchant in a low voice.

"Vettel, shouldn't the player you're talking about be named Fang Heng?"

Vettel put down the ledger in his hand, raised his head and looked at Lu Yu.

"Oh? You know him too?"

Sure enough, it was Fang Heng!

Terrifying God!

…

The sky was getting darker.

Liao Bufan and several others cleaned up the entire 1st floor of Building 3 during the day, and specially arranged a relatively clean room for everyone to rest.

Jimmy, the old man, seemed to have something to do today, so he got off the assembly line early.

"Finally, you can stop worrying."

Liao Bufan took a sip of beer, stretched out, and stuffed a piece of barbecue into his mouth.

This taste.

Absolutely!

Liu Lin was at the corner by the window.

She fiddled with the two furnaces Fang Heng had just exchanged today, adding firewood and iron scraps into them.

Furnaces can be used to melt iron ore and iron scrap by burning wood to make iron nuggets.

Iron blocks are the basis for making advanced materials in zombie apocalypse games.

Like the nails that are in short supply when making shelters.

At this time, Liu Lin deeply felt the power of Fang Heng's talent and skills.

How many days has it been?

In the previous server server No. 7, she remembered that the fastest guild took half a month to complete the basic production of iron blocks.

And Fang Heng.

In less than a week, preparations for mass production of iron blocks have already begun!

Thinking about it is like a dream.

Originally, after learning that she was forcibly pulled into the new 'server', Liu Lin was still very uneasy.

But things have gone so far today, and everything has gone very smoothly.

As long as they don't encounter hostile players, the prison can provide them with enough security.

A small number of zombies can't break into the outermost barbed wire even if they scratch the door overnight.

The new zombie apocalypse clothes that everyone is talking about seems to have become extraordinarily simple.

Liu Lin unconsciously looked at Fang Heng.

All the changes were made by him.

Fang Heng ate something, and he flipped through the game log.

After nightfall, he arranged for the zombies to go to cut down trees near the prison.

Only felling, not transporting.

He thinks that zombies walk too slowly, especially after carrying weight.

In order to improve efficiency, Fang Heng directly asked the zombies to chop down trees, and asked Liao Bufan to help collect logs tomorrow day.

Even if players passing by during the day pick up logs, how much can they pick up?

Fang Heng was planning his actions for tomorrow, and Liao Bufan coughed to attract everyone's attention.

"By the way, boss, now that you have nails and logs, the shelter's resources are enough. Where are you going to build the shelter?"

There are hundreds of shelter simulation blueprints provided in the game.

Players can directly use blueprints to build shelters, modify them on blueprints, or even overthrow and redo them directly.

The materials required for each blueprint are different.

The larger the area of ​​the shelter is, the more materials and materials are consumed.

Fang Heng had already made plans for Liao Bufan's question.

"Building in the basement."

In the game, digging three feet in the ground is the safest.

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Of course, if it really reaches the later stage, wait until the defense of the shelter is strong enough, and then slowly extend it to the ground.

Fang Heng's current architectural layout is to rely on the outside world to build a shelter.

In fact, the prison's outer building is already a part of the extension of the shelter, but it is not recognized by the game system.

But the core and most important part is to be built in the basement.

This is for safety.

"Uh, but there... spider zombies."

Liao Bufan shrank his neck.

He heard Fang Heng talk about it.

A dangerous group in the basement.

There are a lot of spider zombies there.

Ordinary players are not their opponents at all.

Just hearing that there were so many spider zombies, Liao Bufan's back felt a chill.

"I've already thought about this."

When the flamethrower arrives tomorrow afternoon, he can try to break into the basement passage.

Fang Heng suddenly thought of the task of the police officer's diary.

The hidden mission has just entered the second stage, which requires dealing with the difficult group of spider zombies.

The difficulty is a little too high.

Which means the rewards must be good too.

For example, the first stage rewards a pistol.

Not to mention the evolutionary crystallization that exploded after killing the spider zombies!

Thinking about it, Fang Heng looked at Liao Bufan.

"Does the barbecue taste good?"

Liao Bufan nodded.

It is difficult for him to deny this against his will.

"Then come and help tomorrow afternoon. Let's go to the basement together and deal with the zombies."

"Isn't it? Boss, are you serious?"

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