
"okay?"
Mo Jiawei frowned, "I heard fourth uncle say two days ago that the fifth district was very chaotic recently, and a war might break out. Since two weeks ago, we have started to withdraw from the fifth district.invest."
"Then I have to go and see."
Fang Heng increasingly felt that the fifth district would be a breakthrough.
...
The fifth district was the most chaotic district in the zombie apocalypse.
There, the player death rate was high.
At first, there were several anti-Federal forces in the Fifth District.
Later, as federal control over the Fifth District gradually waned, many criminals with names on the federal wanted list were transferred to the Fifth District through various methods.
The Fifth District was once a haven for criminals.
Later, the main anti-federal forces gradually infiltrated the fifth district and joined forces to fight the federation.
The Federation is very disturbed by this.
The Federation has also made great efforts to conduct several clearing operations against the fifth stage.
Each federation has paid a heavy price, but the end result is not ideal.
Over time, anti-Federal groups, large and small, took root in the Fifth District.
As dusk approached, a space crack appeared in the forest area of the fifth district.
Through a crack in space, Fang Heng appeared in a deserted suburb.
He quickly looked around.
The first time he came to the fifth district, he was not familiar with the place.
"It will soon be dark, and I must find shelter to settle down."
Fang Heng whispered to himself.
After sunset, the Doomsday Merchant Camp did not open its doors.
Fang Heng turned on his personal survival radio.
Soon, he found a large federal sanctuary nearby.
Good luck!
In the chaotic Fifth District, there were actually several federal shelters!
For the average player, there is free overnight accommodation and small food distribution.
But if the player wants to live for a long time and enter a more secure federal sanctuary, the player must also go through a series of real-name authentication offline.
Fang Heng was going to the Federation tonight to rest for a day, and by the way to inquire some information related to the fifth district.
Following the game's coordinates, Fang Heng walked along the road and immediately came to a federal shelter at the foot of the mountain.
Fang Heng made a simple registration at the front desk under the guidance of two federal soldiers, received identification number cards, and was led by a federal soldier to the annexed building outside the shelter.
The large federal shelter is decades old and has been renovated at least two dozen times.
It was built at the foot of the mountain.
There are also large-scale mines controlled by the federal government on the mountainside.
In addition to the shelter, the Federation has also set up several annexes outside the shelter, including 'temporary refugee areas' and warehouses for refugee players to stay in.
To ensure the safety of the shelters, players like Fang Heng who only had basic information listed could only temporarily stay in the 'temporary refugee area' outside the shelters.
Fang Heng looked at the federal shelter in the distance and nodded silently in his heart.
The overall defense power of the federal sanctuary was much stronger than the seventh and eighth districts.
There are hundreds of automatic towers visible to the naked eye.
Fang Heng felt that even with his own zombie group, it would be difficult to break through in a short period of time.
But it was different if he dragged the line.
Their zombie clones can be raised indefinitely, and most of them can torture this shelter to death.
Soon, the accompanying federal soldiers took Fang Heng to a temporary shelter hut for a few people.
The federal army threw a can of food at Fang Heng.
"This is the food you are sharing today. You can only receive free meals once a day. Save some food and you won't starve to death."
"Also, the inner area of the shelter is not currently open to you, don't get close to it."
"There's a sleeping cabin in the shelter. After entering the sleeping cabin, it is guaranteed to be online once a month, and you will not be disturbed by the level of hunger. Now the cost of cabin sleep is 50 federal dollars a year. If you need it, you must go through the offline identification procedure first. . "
"Have I explained it?"
Fang Heng nodded, showing that he knew.
Federation sleep pods, this is the method of play chosen by most regular players.
After entering the sleep pod, players only need to go online once a month, and they will not be bothered by hunger.
The premise is that the player must meet the online time specified by the game, and must have enough federal currency to rent a sleeping cabin.
"A question?"
"Wait a minute, is there a doomsday merchant camp near here?"
"What are you gonna do there?"
The federal soldier glanced at Fang Heng in astonishment. Before he could answer, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter. Follow 102 on the right, and you'll see it."
"Thank you."
Watching the federal soldiers leave, Fang Heng turned around and looked at the entire layout of the temporary shelter hut.
The hut was reserved for many, and there were a few simple beds in the corners. Some players sat around and spoke in low voices.
When the players saw Fang Heng, they looked at him at the same time.
"There's a new face coming."
A tall and skinny young man waved at Fang Heng as a greeting.
There was some surveillance in his eyes.
"Just here, I don't think I've seen you before."
Fang Heng spread out his hands, walked over to sit next to the players sitting together, and said casually, "I ran out of money, and I was chased away by another shelter, so I'll try my luck here at the Federation. ."
"Cut, don't think about it, the Federation people won't give us a way out for civilians."
"The hypocrites are full of virtue, truth and morality, they say freedom and equality, but they don't even give us protection ..."
Fang Heng was in the federal 'refugee area' when he was at his worst, and he knew these people very well.
In reality, they were all poor or unemployed unable to afford a sleeping cabin for 50 federal dollars a month.
Some of them are black households with criminal records, or for some special reason, they have not passed the federal real-name authentication exam and cannot enter a shelter to live.
Some people chatted from far and wide, venting their dissatisfaction with the Federation.
Fang Heng scolded a few words with him, and became familiar with this group of people.
"By the way, have you heard of meteorites?"
After getting to know each other, Fang Heng hesitantly kissed the topic related to the meteorite.
"Meteorites? Whatisit? Rare ores?"
"You're supposed to be talking about the Meteorite Technology Group, aren't they all dead?"
When these people heard the meteorite, they were all dumbfounded, and they provided some invalid information.
Fang Heng was not disappointed either.
He anticipated this.
Fang Heng would rest here for one night.
One night was enough to revive all the zombie clones and create a bunch of proliferators.
After all, the fifth district was an old district that had been open for decades, and there were even players with levels higher than level 10.
The danger level was much higher than the seventh and eighth districts.
If he met someone on the street, he would be able to pull out a rifle and shoot him.
With the zombie group, he can have extra reassurance, he can go to the Doomsday Merchant Camp the next day to find the Dark Knights, and try to figure out the news about the first generation meteorites from their mouths.