Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 760 Crash Course

Fang Heng nodded, accepting this reason, “That’s good too. Before I complete the bloodline condensation, I think it’s better to keep the cross in my hands. I think everyone in the Elders Council won’t have any objections, right?”

Yates nodded and said, “That’s how it should be. Later today, we’ll arrange for you to enter Angetas to undergo the bloodline enhancement.”

“Thank you, Elders Council. I’ll take my leave first.”

After Fang Heng left, the council chamber of the Elders Council was once again in an uproar.

The Elders Council was ready to reclaim the blood cross. Moreover, they had no reason to stop Fang Heng from entering Angetas. There was also no evidence to prove that Fang Heng was related to the death of the two upper echelons of the vampires last night.

Moreover…

Did Fang Shuo have the ability to kill the Duke of the vampires?

Therefore, after a series of arguments, the vampires agreed to let Fang Heng enter the cave of the holy land where Angetas was located.

After everyone left, Lin Nuo stayed alone in the hall.

“Elder, there must be something wrong with Fang Shuo. I understand the difficulties of the Elders Council. I have an idea. I hope to get the permission of the Elders Council.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“Please allow me to temporarily take charge of Angetas and lead Fang Shuo into the Angetas blood pool. I want to make sure that nothing unexpected happens to Fang Shuo during the process of bloodline condensation. The Elders Council will be able to successfully retrieve the blood cross.”

The arbitrator stared at Lin Nuo and vaguely guessed something.

“Yes, do it. Be careful. If you mess up, the Elders Council will not help you.”

Fang Heng returned to the guest room area outside the Elders Council to find a temporary guest room and quit the game.

The fallen corridor.

Offline, Fang Heng walked out of the tent.

There’s something strange about the camp today.

Fang Heng was puzzled.

Usually the camp was quite lively, but why was there no one around today?

Puzzled, Fang Heng walked toward the periphery of the camp. “Fang Heng.”

Li Qingran was outside the campsite working with a few players to transport materials and strengthen the protective net.

Seeing Fang Heng walking out of the campsite, Li Qingran waved at him.

Fang Heng walked towards Li Qingran and the others.

“You didn’t go to the inner part of the corridor today?”

“No. There was an accident during the cleaning of the inner part of the corridor yesterday. Teacher Pu Shi decided to pause for a day and arrange for us to temporarily strengthen the outer layer of the defense.”

After yesterday’s medication treatment, Li Qingran’s recovery was very good. She nodded at Fang Heng and said, “Thank you for yesterday’s matter.”

“You already thanked me yesterday. Don’t be so polite. You made it sound very formal.” Fang Heng looked at the surrounding players in the camp and asked, “Where are the others?”

“Hey, don’t mention it.” Li Shaoqiang put down the wooden stick on his shoulder and said from the side, “Teacher Pu Shi couldn’t stand to see others idle. When we passed by the camp in the morning, some of our people were seen playing cards by our teacher, and then they were scolded by him.”

“After that, everyone was dragged by Teacher Pu Shi to the outer entrance to set up a defensive line.”

“Pfft.”

Such bad luck…

Fang Heng instantly conjured the image in his mind.

It was good too. Fewer people meant peace and quiet.

“Fang Heng, Teacher asked me to guide you in your learning of the sacred study for the next few days. You know about this, right?”

Fang Heng’s eyelids twitched. “You’ll guide me?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Last Night, Pu Shi’s necromancy attendant logged out of the game and told the Necromancer Association about Fang Heng’s plan to study the sacred study.

Dickey was stunned.

Sacred study?

His student was learning the sacred study?

When did this happen?

How come he didn’t know?

After a while, Dickey analyzed it carefully and felt that something was wrong.

Pu Shi was very capable so he couldn’t be wrong, and he wouldn’t make such a big mistake at such a critical moment.

In addition, he had heard from Fang Heng that he would try all kinds of academics…

So…

Dickey realized that his disciple had become adventurous and was trying out new stuff again.

Dickey could understand this kind of exploratory feeling and he also appreciated this learning attitude.

But…

Cultivating the sacred study that was in extreme conflict with necromancy?

There were so many academics to learn, yet Fang Heng had chosen such a high difficulty subject?

Choosing the sacred study was not only thousands of times more difficult to learn, but it would also make necromancy’s cultivation even more difficult.

Thinking about it carefully, Dickey felt that something was wrong again.

He remembered that the last time he saw Fang Heng, he was sure that Fang Heng did not have any signs of learning sacred study.

But according to the necromancy attendant, Fang Heng already had elementary sacred study?

No way? Could it be that Fang Heng learned it during this period of time?

Within such a short week?!

And it was on top of his elementary necromancy where the difficulty of cultivation increased by thousands of times??

It was absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to do this!

If he could do this…

There was only one answer.

Special physique! It was what the player called the initial talent skill.

Dickey believed that he had figured everything out.

He felt very comfortable inside.

Great!

Not only did his good student have a powerful talent in necromancy, but he also had a powerful talent in sacred study!

Dickey immediately agreed to Pu Shi’s suggestion. At the same time, he revealed a pained expression as he fought for the greatest benefit for his own student.

After the entire Necromancer Association finalized their plan, they immediately went all out. They joined forces with the federal team to hold a meeting in an extremely short amount of time to study together. They were thinking of how they could help Fang Heng, who was trapped in the fallen corridor, quickly raise the level of his sacred skill.

In one night, the entire higher-ups of the Necromancer Association were studying and analyzing. That was why Teacher Pu Shi had assigned Li Qingran a mission early this morning.

She would watch Fang Heng cultivate 24 hours a day and report on his progress every day.

“If you’re ready, come with me.” Li Qingran had a wicked smile on her face as she looked at Fang Heng. “How is it? Are you ready to enjoy the joy of learning?”

Fang Heng looked troubled.

“Don’t joke around. How can there be joy in learning?”

However, this was not the case when it came to leveling up.

Following Li Qingran, the two of them went all the way to the tent that they had built last night.

There were five stacks of books piled high on the table in the room.

In the middle of the room, there was a stone statue that was about half the height of a person.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.

It was very familiar.

The stone statue of a saint.

“The cultivation of the sacred study requires praying, feeling the holy aura, and increasing experience points. It can be considered as a very basic cultivation method.”

Li Qingran had done a lot of homework in advance, so she explained to Fang Heng.

“Also, these books on the desk are related to the sacred study. After reading them, you can also increase the experience points of the corresponding sacred skills.”

“From now on, this will be your study room. Other than studying, if you need anything else, you can find me. I will try my best to help you think of a way. Teacher Pu Shi has made all necessary arrangements. When you study, no one will disturb you, so you can rest assured about this.”

Fang Heng looked at the books in the room and felt like he was going for a cram session.