Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game
Losses

"Ruo Ruo, Patriarch Xiao happened to leave these two days, so he won't be back until two days later."

"I'm here to bother Uncle Sun again. This is the gift I brought you when I was traveling to the capital last week. This one belongs to Auntie Zhang, as well as Uncle Li and Aunt Chen."

Xiao Ruoruo handed over some beautifully packed gift bags with both hands.

"Ruoruo, you're too polite, let Auntie Zhang cook something nice for you tonight."

"Thank you Uncle Sun, I want to eat chicken saliva."

"Okay, I'll take you to the guest room first."

Uncle Sun liked Xiao Ruoruo very much, and took her to the guest room to rest all the way.

"Huh? Uncle Sun, am I staying in Room 3 this time?"

"There are people in the eastern guest room, so it's not convenient for men and women to be different. This time, we'll arrange for you to stay in the western guest room."

"Huh? Are there any other guests here?"

"Well, the owner's guest is also Mr. Mo Jiawei's friend."

"Master Mo?"

Xiao Ruoruo was slightly surprised,

He and Mo Jiawei had been playing together since childhood.

In his impression, Mo Jiawei liked to play, but he almost never brought a friend home.

"But why do young master Mo's friends live here?"

Xiao Ruoruo's eyes twinkled, and she asked, "Did he come here to borrow books like me?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang has been here for quite some time."

"Hey, does he also study the occult? Can I ask him for advice?"

"Well, I think it's better not."

Sun Guan pondered for a moment, then sighed inwardly, feeling extremely tired.

It was better not to ask for advice, just don't learn from Fang Heng badly.

"Here we go, weak, this is Room 8."

Bringing Xiao Ruoruo into the room, Uncle Sun frowned involuntarily.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the room that overlooks the garden, initially through its windows can see a small bridge and a stream of water in the garden.

But now, they could only see a pile of broken stones beside a small bridge and flowing water.

What an incredible failure.

"It's…"

Xiao Ruoruo froze for a moment, she covered her mouth in surprise.

Uncle Sun felt more of a headache.

"Weak and weak, I laugh at you. These stones were temporarily stored by guests in room 2, and were said to be of high value value."

"I've already told him that people will soon be sent to move these broken stones."

"Uncle Sun, are you serious?"

Xiao Ruoruo's gaze was fixed on that 'broken stone.

"That's not a rock fragment, it's a coarse blue crystal."

"Huh? Whahuh? What rough stone?"

Xiao Ruoruo was full of excitement, and there was a hint of excitement in her tone, "In the branch of mysticism, rough kyanite is a kind of rough stone that naturally has natural energy, and it is extremely rare."

“Although the natural energy contained is not much, but has a very high research value.”

Uncle Sun looked confused. He saw Xiao Ruoruo blush.

"Oh, I forgot, Uncle Sun doesn't understand the occult, I'll go and see it."

Xiao Ruoruo had yet to see the coarse blue crystal, so she directly went to the back garden.

Uncle Sun was confused, he was a bit confused with the youngster at the moment.

Impossible, was it really a precious ore?

…

At night, 10:30.

A major battle broke out in the fifth district.

The blood clan invasion!

In the command room of the fifth district of the zombie apocalypse, the federation players were smashed apart.

An urgent report was placed in front of Qian Yuan.

"Report! Shelter No. 1 has been attacked by many vampires!"

"Report! Asylum 2, 5, 6, 7, and 8 were attacked by blood clans!"

In the game, the notification of attacks in various shelters kept ringing.

One bad news made the atmosphere in the hall drop to freezing point.

Qian Yuan's face was gloomy and frightening.

helping out?

Where to seek help?

Could it be that he went to a high-dimensional game to seek help?

In a world invasion war, they could only rely on themselves.

As the commander-in-chief, Qian Yuan could not say words that hurt morale.

"Let the people in Shelter No. 1 back down. Additional teams in the northern and southern regions of the western region were already on their way to support them. Hold this wave and wait for the counterattack tomorrow morning."

Qian Yuan was very clear in his heart.

Their follow-up players relied on the other three regions for additional troops, and reinforcements from the opposing blood races also continued to join the battlefield.

This war of attrition was taking place on their federal territory, and it was their loss anyway.

The Federation cannot lose.

After the failure, the entire Fifth District would completely fall into the hands of the anti-federal forces.

Qian Yuan thought that the only chance to kill was in the space-time channel.

As long as the space-time channel could be destroyed, the successor forces of the blood clan would not be able to reach the battlefield.

Qian Yuan had made plans from the very beginning, and all the elite forces in the Federation's fifth district had been dispatched from the very beginning to destroy the space-time channel.

As long as it can ruin the channel!

Fifth District Institute.

In the main control room, the space-time channel was still running.

A steady stream of low-level vampires entered the fifth area through the teleportation channel and went to the frontline battlefield.

Fang Heng stood in front of the console, seemingly observing the outside world, but actually using the game log to control the zombie group.

The internal ventilation pipes of the research institute are connected directly to the sewer.

The sewer is connected to outside the research institute.

Although Ye Xiao had taken precautions and blocked some connection points first, Fang Heng could not be bothered.

It took a while for him to let the zombie avatar dig out the sealed passageway again.

Night owls and federal troops are fighting for their lives outside, and they have no time to notice a small group of zombies staggering towards a ditch in the darkness.

Ever since Fang Heng saw the tyrant training cabin on the sixth floor of the basement a few hours ago, he was ready to wave.

A total of 42 cabins of tyrant training.

This way, the number of wine zombies was slightly insufficient.

From morning until now, it took over ten hours for the wine zombies to reach the gutter.

Next, let them enter the ventilation duct through the drain, go up to the second floor to pick up the equipment, then climb back up to the sixth floor...

Fang Heng was controlling the zombie group from a distance when his heart suddenly moved.

He turned his head and looked back at the space-time channel.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.

He felt that this vampire was stronger than any previous low-ranking vampire.

"Middle blood pressure ..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

The space-time channel started to become stable after running for some time.

Mid-level vampires also began to pass through space-time channels.

Fang Heng looked away and lowered his head to observe the battle situation outside through the monitor screen.

Outside the asylum, the Night Owl organization also formally handed over a team of federal elites.

The weapons and equipment the Federation side had were more advanced, and the physical fitness of the players was also better.

However, Sikong Mao's party had made preparations for the battle, relying on the terrain's superiority of the research institute, and the battle at night was extremely disadvantageous to the Federation's side.

The battle never reached its peak.

Fang Heng was clearly in his heart.

The federation did not pose a real threat to the institute, and Sikong Mao did not even show his hole cards.

But at the very least, the federation had exerted a certain pressure on Sikong Mao, so he did not have time to be bothered dealing with the inside of the institute.

Time to start!