The continuous stream of good news made Ni Shengtao happy. He imitated Osborne and half leaned against the wall on the other side. He asked, "What about you? Are you guarding here?"
"No, I just came back not long ago. I just got the first batch of recruits from the army. I need to confirm it with the commander."
Osborne shook his head as he spoke, "In addition, our current situation is not as optimistic as you think. Our army has been attacked by many small-scale survivor teams. They are targeting our supply lines, and their movements are unusually agile. In the past two days, we have already received hundreds of reports of attacks. To a large extent, it has affected the transportation of supply. It is very troublesome."
"Don't worry. I have a feeling that the commander will find a way. He will definitely bring us to the end of this f*cking world."
As Ni Shengtao spoke, he looked at the tightly shut door behind him. "What is the commander doing inside?"
"I'm not sure."
As the two of them were talking, a crack appeared in the tightly shut door.
Fang Heng poked his head out of the door and immediately saw the two of them standing outside.
"Eh? You're both here?"
"Commander, we have something to report to you."
"Good, I also have something to talk to you about. Come in the hall."
As he spoke, Fang Heng pushed open the hall's door.
Ni Shengtao and Osborne did not suspect him and stepped into the basement hall together.
However, just as they stepped into the hall, Osborne and Ni Shengtao were stunned.
The two of them looked at each other in shock.
What was going on?
The repair of the space tearing device was completed?
In the center of the hall, the large-scale space tearing device was emitting circles of blue ripples.
The most advanced technology of the Meteorite Company, the former commander of the company, Cook Barn, had tried every possible means to replicate a large-scale space tearing device countless times but failed...
And now... Fang Heng could actually repair it?
How many things could he do in just 48 hours?
Ni Shengtao turned around and gave Osborne a look. "Repair the space tearing device? Isn't he a potioneer?"
After the initial shock, Osborne responded to Ni Shengtao's look and nodded to him, giving him a look.
"A mechanical builder who can develop the fusion Tyrant form is a qualified potioneer."
There were too many secrets about the commander, and Osborne was already used to it.
Fang Heng stood in front of the large-scale space tearing device.
He was in a good mood.
The third step of the Federation's counterattack plan, the repair of the space tearing device, was completed!
With the space tearing device, he was finally not fighting alone. He could contact the Leftway Gaming Guild in the outside world.
Fang Heng already had a good plan for the follow-up.
Next, he would first go to the Leftway Gaming Guild's base to build a branch space tearing device teleportation point, then build a magnetic field sensing tower to expand the magnetic field sensing range. He would think of a way to search for more Hila organization samples, and he would increase the number of modifications for the fusion Tyrant form and increase his overall strength...
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Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [401-600]
Action[401-600] Author: Empire Black Knight Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Genre: Game, Action, Mystery, Adventure, Fantasy Source: Webnovel Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man...