Chapter 329: Sulfuric Acid and Guns

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After watching Pan Jinwen leave with the truck, Fang Heng turned to look at Mo Jiawei.

"In addition, we have to move ahead with our plan. We have to speed up the acquisition of sulfuric acid."

"I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

Mo Jiawei felt that this matter would not be easy to settle.

"Ordinary player can't get their hands on something like sulfuric acid. Even if they could, it would be very troublesome to transport it to the prison shelter."

"No, I can't wait any longer. I have to get a large amount of sulfuric acid within seven days."

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a moment. He nodded and said, "Let's directly announce the purchase of sulfuric acid to the big guilds."

"But Fang Heng, these big guilds have joined forces to deal with us this time. Can they still provide us with sulfuric acid?"

"Simple."

After thinking for a while, Fang Heng had another idea. He leaned over and whispered into Mo Jiawei's ear, "Later, make a statement to the public..."

Mo Jiawei opened his mouth.

"This... do we have that many guns?"

"When we have a gun production line, we can mass-produce guns and bullets. The low-level guns in the shelter are no longer useful. We can directly exchange them with the player union for sulfuric acid."

Mo Jiawei thought for a moment and felt that there was no problem, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

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"Since Fang Heng is still in the middle of a special event, our only choice is to go all out and directly attack the prison! Destroy his base in District 8!"

He Liang was unusually emotional.

The previous team-wipe incident had already caused the bosses of the various gaming companies to distrust Crimson Technology, but it also made them more aware of the strength of the prison.

Crimson Technology had spent a lot of hard work to think of a way to reconvene the various large guilds in the Eastern region of the Federation. They had once again held a video conference in an attempt to gather the various large guilds to make a move against Fang Heng.

"I'm sorry, our Chen Xing game union, have withdrawn."

The guild leader of Chen Xing's game union could hear the obvious provocation in He Liang's tone.

He shook his head and said, "With all due respect, Crimson Technology currently only has a map of the prison's outer defense fortifications. You don't know anything about the situation inside the prison."

"Moreover, just dealing with the defense net at the periphery of the prison, based on my estimation, the probability of us being able to break into it is only 50%."

The boss of another company also nodded and agreed, "President Chen is right. Whether or not we can obtain the position of the overlord in District 8 is one thing, but sending ourselves to death is another."

"If we don't act now, we won't have another chance! Are you willing to let go of this opportunity? Fang Heng is still in a special event. He can't control the zombie team to guard the prison. This is our last chance!"

He Liang's eyes were red. He used his last strength to encourage the various player guilds that were participating in the meeting.

However, the effect was not good. No one voiced their agreement.

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