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Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 1794  Entering
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Chapter 1794  Entering

Qiao Wei took a deep breath and said, "Team Leader, I think there's a lot of suspicious points about Fang Heng. I want to request for another round of investigation to be carried out on Fang Heng."

Kleinman looked at Fang Heng on the monitor screen again, tapping his fingers on the armrest as he fell into deep thought.

Qiao Wei looked at Kleinman, feeling uneasy.

Judging from Fang Heng's performance today, he had been mostly eliminated as a suspect.

This meant that the follow-up investigation of Fang Heng would definitely be put on hold.

Qiao Wei didn't believe it!

She still firmly believed that there was something wrong with Fang Heng, and it was a big problem!

After a while, Kleinman raised his head and said, "Even if your guess is correct, Fang Heng is the same person as the Vampire Apocalypse's World Lord, do you think he is related to the demi-human race?"

"Yes, sir, I'm sure."

Qiao Wei's eyes were filled with determination.

"You have to know that the Central Federation's attitude towards Fang Heng is unusual. The higher-ups don't want us to touch him."

Qiao Wei's lips twitched, and she clenched her fists tightly. She did not continue to speak.

She couldn't stand the fact that her investigation over the past few days had gone to waste!

If...

If her intuition was right, and that Fang Heng was really the World Lord of the Vampire Apocalypse, and if he was colluding with demi-humans or anti-federation organizations, then there would undoubtedly be a huge storm within the Federation.

She would also use this opportunity to get a promotion!

This was also one of the reasons why Qiao Wei had been targeting Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng's surveillance level will be lowered temporarily. The remaining four people after today's screening will be the focus of our next phase of work. You will have new work arrangements tomorrow."

Kleinman saw through Qiao Wei's thoughts and looked away from her. His tone softened a little and he said, "You're tired too. Go and rest."

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"Yes."

Qiao Wei took one last look at the screen before she left the monitoring platform.

She chose to trust her intuition.

When she saw Fang Heng's name on the list of suspects, she had a strong intuition.

Fang Heng!

It must be him!

...

At the same time, in the cultivation room, Fang Heng also opened his eyes from his cultivation state. It was already so late?

After cultivating for 12 hours, Fang Heng woke up again and felt sore all over.

He quickly jumped down from the Star Wheel and stretched.

The bones in his body creaked. He was a little tired.

However, the effect of the cultivation was excellent. A part of the meridians in his body had already left traces, and it would soon be able to form a fixed meridian. His spiritual power could also smoothly flow into one-third of his body through the mechanism.

If he continued to cultivate at this rate, he would be able to complete the circulation of his meridians in three days at most.

Fang Heng was looking forward to it.

After breaking through to Tier 2 'lock', he could use passive skills in the real world, increasing his combat power.

As he thought about it, Fang Heng retrieved his phone from the cabinet and left the Federation training hall to take a taxi home.

It was already midnight when he returned to the villa.

To be safe, Fang Heng first used his mental power to sense the surroundings. After confirming that no one had invaded the area, he returned to the basement and began to move the things stuffed in the basement back to the Zombie Apocalypse.

Being watched by the people of the Federation, he had to be more careful when doing anything.

In the game, Qiu Yaokang's team was still in seclusion 24 hours a day to analyze the virus left in the alien spawns' bodies. At the mine area, Lu Yanlong led the Starfish Company team to advance into the depths of the swamp area.

There was nothing he could help with.

After Fang Heng went online to patrol the area, he went offline and continued to move mechanical parts into the game.

He only fell asleep at three in the morning.

Unknowingly, Fang Heng's daily routine began to change again.

He didn't go to class. After breakfast, he went to the cultivation hall to cultivate. He stayed there for the whole day. At night, he went back home to the basement and the Zombie Apocalypse's warehouse to move the mechanical parts of the spawns. He checked the hacking situation in the game three times a day and made some adjustments.

The investigator in charge of monitoring Fang Heng 24 hours a day was a little impressed by him.

This kid.

Apart from three meals a day and sleeping, was there only cultivation?

Fang Heng was happy. Every time he cultivated, he could feel the formation of the veins in his body that the trainer mentioned.

The next day, Fang Heng returned home late at night. As usual, he brought some mechanical parts back online.

Lu Yanlong brought good news.

The swamp area had been cleared!

With the help of the zombie clones and the players from the Starfish Company, the swamp area was cleared into a low-lying flat land after being cleaned by the swamp cleaning machine.

In the middle of the flat ground, there was a mausoleum built on a large protruding piece of land.

The barrier around the mausoleum had been temporarily blocked by the players of the Black Castle using the spatial barrier interference device.

Later on, Lu Yanlong made use of Fang Heng's absence to quickly seal the entrance and exit of the Void Stalkers in the mausoleum.

They were just waiting for Fang Heng to come over and finish up the work.

"Mr. Fang, the mutant crystal conversion device outside has absorbed enough energy. I asked Mick's team to send it back to the Federation for extraction. According to the Federation, it will take four to five days to complete the conversion."

"Alright, I'll have to trouble you to get the mutant crystal as soon as possible."

Fang Heng nodded in agreement.

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The conversion device was a good thing. He could easily get two of them. It was much easier than grinding Boss creatures.

It just took too much time, almost a week to get two crystals.

Moreover, the cooperation with the Federation was not very stable.

"Yes, I'll get someone to keep an eye on it."

As he spoke, Lu Yanlong brought Fang Heng to the room where the sarcophagus was located in the depths of the mausoleum.

Lu Yanlong walked to the sarcophagus and prepared to start working.

"Mr. Fang, just like the mausoleums we found before, there are spatial traps around the sarcophagi. Should we clear the traps together?"

"Yes, but don't be so tired. We don't have to do it ourselves this time."

Fang Heng looked around and waved his hand.

Behind them, more than twenty zombie clones staggered into the room.

Under Fang Heng's control, the zombies gathered around the sarcophagus and pressed their hands on it.

"Buzz..."

The sarcophagus emitted white spatial fluctuations.

What the hell!

Lu Yanlong looked at the zombies' operation, his face full of surprise. He turned around and stared at Fang Heng.

Zombies could also help to use spatial science to erase spatial traps?

Was it really reliable?

Fang Heng looked indifferent.

Zombies could also help to break the spatial trap, but the efficiency was a little low. It was not as fast as him doing it himself, and it would also require a portion of his mental power to guide it.

Soon, faint white dots appeared around the sarcophagus.

"Let's go up and help."

Fang Heng patted Lu Yanlong's shoulder as he spoke. He walked up and reached out to touch the sarcophagus to guide it, controlling the power of space to cut off the trigger of the spatial trap.

Lu Yanlong looked at the zombies and swallowed his saliva carefully. He then went up to help Fang Heng cut off the spatial trap.