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

Chapter 521 - Work Through the Night

The five attendants helped Fang Heng carry bags of thick Books of the Dead and buckets of special paint to the room together.

Along the way, the necromancers in the hall of the dead cast puzzled gazes at Fang Heng.

Most of the necromancers were engrossed in their research and rarely paid attention to what was happening outside.

However, such a rare sight still attracted their attention.

Among the crowd, Tan Shuo revealed a puzzled expression. His gaze followed Fang Heng until he left the hall of the dead.

Tan Shuo was a member of the Federation.

In fact, not long before Fang Heng entered the hall of the dead, several major members of the Federation, including Tan Shuo, had already received the news of Fang Heng's arrival.

They had not received any specific orders, but they could only pay attention to Fang Heng's actions.

Tan Shuo was very curious about this player who had only spent a few months to obtain ownership of District 8.

Seeing was better than hearing. He was indeed very strange.

Tan Shuo wanted to follow Fang Heng and see what he was up to.

His companion patted Tan Shuo's shoulder. "Don't bother about him. Get ready. We have more important things to do."

"Okay."

......

Tan Shuo nodded and looked away from Fang

Heng.

Fang Heng was thinking about how to earn experience points. He didn't realize that someone was observing him in the crowd.

Under the guidance of the attendant, he left the hall and walked in the direction of the wailing room.

Every new member of the Necromancer Association had a total of three free opportunities to enter the room.

Fang Heng was currently very poor.

He did not want to waste this opportunity.

Therefore, for the next period of time, he was prepared to stay in the wailing room to collect experience points.

"Thank you. I'll do it myself."

Putting a hundred books and two buckets of paint into the wailing room, Fang Heng chased the few attendants out of the room and closed the door with his own hands.

He was going to work through the night!

Fang Heng took a deep breath, patted his cheek and lit the soul candle on the table.

Under the illumination of the soul flame, the wandering souls could be clearly seen.

There was no shortcut.

When he had just started, he had to think of ways to catch the vengeful spirits one by one. Fang Heng picked up a Book of the Dead and started to catch the vengeful spirits.

He firmly believed that everything would be fine.

"Strange, where did God go..."

Mo Jiawei searched in the game for a long time but still could not find Fang Heng. He also did not hear from Victor that Fang Heng had gone to another world.

After wandering around the prison for three full rounds, Mo Jiawei mustered up his courage and came to the entrance pathway of a newly built basement in the prison.

In the pathway, Lucia leaned against the wall.

Seeing Mo Jiawei coming, Lucia instantly entered combat mode. Her body suddenly straightened and her right hand touched the dagger. Her sharp eyes stared at Mo Jiawei. "Uh..."