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

Chapter 449: New Developments

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Fang Heng lay on his bed and stretched his arms.

The strength of the fusion with the tyrant form was much better than he had expected!

Last night, he had spent the entire night in twelve small and medium-sized shelters. It was not until dawn that he finally stopped and went offline to rest.

Perhaps it was because controlling the mutant body consumed too much of his spirit, Fang Heng still felt his head swell after he woke up.

He sat on the bed with his legs tucked up under him and meditated for a moment. Then he felt the uncomfortable feeling gradually ebbing away.

After getting up and putting on his coat, Fang Heng was ready to go find something to eat.

Just as he left the room, Xiao Ruoruo and Mo Yunxiao walked over from the other end of the pathway.

"Brother Fang Heng."

"Hi, how are you?"

Fang Heng saw the two of them and waved to greet them."Are you going out?"

"Yes, I'm meeting a friend. I'll bring Ruoruo over to visit her. It might be helpful for her recovery. "Mo Yunxiao nodded, then he continued, "It's quite a commotion. It seems that you already have a plan, right?"

"Sorry? What?"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment and did not understand.

"It's okay. Just do what you think is right. If you need help, I'll be there."

Mo Yunxiao patted Fang Heng on the shoulder.

"Good luck. I know you will fight till the very end."

"Good luck, brother Fang Heng."

"What was going on? Was it a compliment?"Fang Heng thought.

Fang Heng was baffled. Before he could ask, a loud voice came from the end of the pathway.

"Genius, something big has just happened!"

From far away, Mo Jiawei shouted excitedly and ran from the other side of the pathway.

"Good news! There's news on the first-generation meteorite research in District 8!"

He just taked about First-generation meteorite!

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Counting his fingers, it had been more than five days since he left.

"Alright, I'll prepare the devices. Five minutes later, activate the space-time rift and take me back to District 8."

"No problem!"

...

After returning to District 8, Fang Heng Handed Qiu Yaokang a stack of file information from his space-time jump backpack.

"What's this?"

"The research report and preliminary experimental analysis report on the Hila tissue. Professor Ding Min is in charge of conducting the experiment."Fang Heng Thought for a moment, he added,"Professor Ding Min is quit a peach. I think the two of you will get along well."

"The research report on the Hila Organization..."

Qiu Yaokang muttered and immediately opened the file to flip through it. He immersed himself reading as if there was no one else around.

A row of game Hints flashed in front of Fang Heng.

"Hint: Your Shelter has obtained a report on Hila's experiment. You have obtained 10,000 contribution points from District 8's main task."