
Meng Hao picked up the report and immediately lowered his head to read it.
"Oh, more than a thousand people!"
A company executive couldn't hold back a sneer when he saw the estimated number of detainees on the document.
"That's a bunch of idiots. With a thousand people, the difficulty of the Blood Moon would definitely reach 30. At that time, Sanctuary would face a fourth level corpse king. Even if they had a dark knight team, they couldn't stop it."
"So there doesn't seem to be a problem in prison. How are the preparations in Mengcheng?"
"It's been arranged. Captain Zhao is experienced in commanding. Blood Moon's difficulty level in LV: 5 is like playing for him."
"According to Director Meng's plan, the prison won't survive the blood moon. When the blood moon passes, Captain Zhao will immediately lead the team to occupy the prison."
"Haha!"
Seeing his plan go smoothly, everyone in the conference room was in a good mood.
"The greatest hero of the time is Director Meng, who got the prison station for free."
Meng Hao turned a deaf ear to everyone's discussion.
He looked down at the documents he had just received.
The more he looked, the stranger Meng Hao's feelings became.
Before he knew it, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Not true!
So wrong!
"What's wrong? Director Meng, is your face not too good? Are you sick?"
Meng Hao raised his head suddenly.
"No! Something must be wrong!"
Inside the room, everyone who had started discussing where to hold the celebration party suddenly fell silent.
"Director Meng, don't get excited, speak slowly."
"There was one report, just three hours ago, that player shelter from the Lakeside C Area was attacked by prison soldiers, and the shelter owner chose to surrender."
"That means the prison is still growing!"
"According to the game settings, announcements will be made in the first 30 hours, the first 10 hours, the first 3 hours, the first 1 hour, and the last 10 minutes of the blood month, he said, which indicates the current blood moon's difficulty."
"It's impossible for the prison side to be unaware that their Blood Moon's predicament has escalated dramatically."
"But they are still growing! It doesn't make any sense at all!"
Meng Hao felt an unspeakable irritation in his heart.
He knew he must have missed something.
But he thought that he did not know what the problem was!
This feeling drives him crazy!
"Father……"
Someone in charge of the third district asked: "Are you too nervous? You also said that Fang Heng was either extremely greedy, or that he was very confident in his shelter."
"Yes, Director Meng, Fang Heng was also a loner before, and had never had any experience in controlling large-scale shelters. He might not be sensitive to the blood moon's power level ..."
Meng Hao read back some of the reports he had received earlier.
"No, no, Fang Heng was greedy, but not stupid!"
"He was completely aware that the prison had more players than his shelter could handle."
"But he's still thriving with fanfare, and everything doesn't make sense!"
Crowd silent.
"Does he have any way to deal with the blood moon?"
"No way, don't make fun of him. LV: Blood moon LV: 30 has a fourth level corpse king. We have watched videos taken secretly inside the prison several times. Such a defense would definitely not be able to fight against the little corpse king."
"Is that possible ..."
Everybody's talking about it.
Hearing everyone's unreliable guesses, Meng Hao became even more confused.
He was very confident that Fang Heng definitely had some tricks or plans, but he knew nothing about them!
This unknown type made Meng Hao the most nervous.
...
[Hint: There are 3 hours left before the blood moon arrives. The overall impact of the blood month is estimated to be LV: 37 for your shelter.
a good!
Difficulty has increased by 10 levels.
Starting from level 30, Blood Moon would spawn a small corpse.
For the player's shelter, the corpse king was clearly an unparalleled nightmare!
Under the strengthening of the Blood Moon, the various attributes of the Corpse King had been greatly enhanced, and its destructive power was stronger than Nemesis.
Even the Mansion of the Meteor Corporation could only deal with it with the help of a beam cannon.
But good.
The tyrant was fat enough to be able to hold it together.
"Come on, it's done."
In front of the campfire, Liao Bufan handed Fang Heng a bottle of coffee.
Fang Heng drank it at once.
"Click."
The alloy iron door on the left side of the room was pushed open from the outside.
Fang Heng raised his head.
David and Mo Jiawei entered from the outside and inside, talking and laughing together.
"Huh? Fang Heng, why are you here? Aren't you still in Mengcheng?"
Seeing Fang Heng and Liao Bufan in the room, Mo Jiawei was shocked.
Fang Heng stood up from the campfire, nodded and said, "This is a temporary hiding house that I built not too long ago."
"When the blood moon comes, the players in the temporary shelter will settle here, and Liao Bufan will be in charge of this part of the job."
"Just in time, you gave me a suggestion, what about the safe house?"
"Father……"
Mo Jiawei quickly looked around.
He knows a bad hiding house!
But the hiding house was large enough to accommodate several thousand people.
And all four walls and ceilings are full of metal texture, which looks very sturdy.
"You're upgrading and strengthening the walls with fifth-level metal iron?"
"No, it's just a special alloy coating, which can improve a small part of the defense ability."
"Good……"
Mo Jiawei could not help but mutter in his heart.
is this necessary?
If the prison cannot be kept outside, and the zombies from outside enter, there is no point no matter how well the hiding house is set up here.
The most is to delay the time of the zombie attack.
Not waiting to die?
"What?"
Mo Jiawei suddenly discovered that there was an iron door on the other side of the hiding house.
"What door is that? Emergency escape route?"
"Come, let's see together."
Fang Heng greeted Mo Jiawei and walked towards the door on the other side of the safe house.
Mo Jiawei did not suspect him, walked over to the door, and pushed the iron door open.
As soon as the door opened, an unspeakable stench smashed into the face.
Mo Jiawei immediately closed his nose and hurriedly closed the door.
He was too familiar with this stench!
He recognized her almost instantly.
"dumping channel?"
"You dug through the gutter?"
Mo Jiawei turned his head and looked at Fang Heng and the others in surprise.
He's really confused.
He was unable to understand the meaning of Fang Heng's bells and whistles.
What are waterways dug for?
Back then, what if a group of zombies attacked from the sewers?
"Hahaha, David, good job! I know you're the best engineer I've ever seen!"
Seeing Mo Jiawei's inexplicable expression. Fang Heng and David next to him clapped.
Viktor laughed happily.
"Not bad. If I had a little more time, I could have done better."
Just yesterday, according to Fang Heng's arrangement, Victor slightly modified the space shredder device, connecting the space slit door to the iron door at the entrance of the safe house.
Through special construction techniques, Victor instantly hid the existence of the portal.
Moreover, the entire passageway was extremely dark, and ordinary players could not tell that they had entered Mengcheng's sewer area through the transmission line.
Just like just now, Mo Jiawei passed through a space crack in a completely unknown situation.
"Ugh."
Liao Bufan sighed and placed his hand on Mo Jiawei's shoulder, "Welcome to Mengcheng's Ditch, Mo Jiawei."