Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [401-600]

Chapter 414: Improved Effects

Compared to basic potion making, the upper limit of intermediate potion making was level 30. There was also an additional 1 intelligence point bonus and the possibility of making potions with high-level effects.

"Not bad! " Fang Heng was satisfied.

He put away the potion and looked around the warehouse.

Next, he could set up the production line!

There were still three hours until daybreak, and he would produce a mass amount of potions.

Fang Heng shifted his gaze to the potioneers in the corner who had gathered together and were clicking their tongues in admiration.

"Everyone, please help. "

The dozen or so potioneers immediately stopped their conversation.

Seeing Fang Heng's burning gaze, they immediately recalled the previous experience of staying up all night to sort medicinal ingredients, their legs turning weak.

Fang Heng smiled. "I'll have to trouble all of you to sort the medicinal ingredients. "

First was the distribution of the ingredients. Fang Heng would have the zombie team help him move boxes of the ingredients to the potioneers.

Then, the potioneers would sort the ingredients into sets.

After that, the zombie team would move the sorted ingredients and pack them according to the potion grade.

It was the perfect arrangement he thought of.

"Hint: your zombie clone has completed the production of the modified warlord potion. Current quality: D. "

"Hint: you have gained 4 intermediate potion making skill experience points. "

"Hint: your zombie clone has completed... "

Game hints kept refreshing.

Looking at the preliminarily completed production line, Fang Heng felt a sense of satisfaction.

"No, wait! There's still room for improvement in the production line. I can make some minor adjustments to speed up the efficiency. " Fang Heng rubbed his chin and started to carefully study the production line.

Some of the ingredients wouldn't be damaged after failure, so he couldn't waste them. He had to open a new production line where the zombies would send suck ingredients back to be re-sorted.

"How should I go about doing it? Hmm... I know! I just have to change this part! Also, the zombies' movements affect one other, so I'll have to rearrange the layout of the production line. No, no, this doesn't work. I'll have to rearrange it, " thought Fang Heng.

As the production line was set up again and again, the refresh rate of the game log was constantly increasing.

Fang Heng drank bottles of coffee, enjoying himself.

...

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

The warehouse door was pulled open with a swoosh.

Two Scavenger Army elites stood at the entrance of the warehouse, carefully sizing up the interior of the warehouse.

Without Fang Heng's permission, they would not dare to enter the warehouse.

The night before, there was a rumor that spread throughout the entire Edge Creek Town.

It was said that the warehouse was densely packed with Lickers controlled by Fang Heng and that a person who had barged into the warehouse without thinking was eaten by the Lickers until nothing was left of them.