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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

n“No, I have a new task for you today.”

nFang Heng was prepared. He took out a map of the area around the forest from

nhis backpack.

nA few rookies gathered around to observe.

n“Look, this is the location of the prison we are in.”

nFang Heng pointed at the map and then circled five points on it with a pen.

n“These are the small and medium-sized shelters I found nearby.”

nI need you to go to these five places together today. Bring gasoline along with

nyou and help me set these places on fire.”

n“Burn them?”

nThe rookies looked at each other.

nWhat was the purpose of burning a shelter?

n“Then, boss, what if we meet a player in the shelter?”

n“Yeah, if we run into players..”

nFang Heng also began to ponder.

nThe forest region was naturally short of food in the early stages, so it was not suitable for early development.

nIf ordinary players were unlucky enough to be born here, they would at most

nstay for a few days before finding a way to leave and find a more suitable place

nto live.

nIn addition, Prisoner Snake had previously damaged and looted the place.

nIn theory, all the ordinary players near the forest region should have run away

n“We can discuss with them and ask them to move out of the forest. We will give

nthem some food and basic materials as compensation.”

nFrom a strategic point of view, during the middle of the game, the large guilds

nwould take the usual action of compensating for the ‘demolition.

nThe only difference was the amount of compensation.

nThis was related to the company’s reputation.

nFor a player guild where Prisoner Snake came from, although they did not

nviolate federal laws, their reputation among the players was extremely bad.

nIf they wanted to continue developing, it was almost impossible for them to

nexpand in the game.

nFang Heng did not lack food in the shelter now. He could collecta large amount

nof food and materials in a day.

nPaying some ‘demolition compensation’ was like a drop of water in the bucket

nfor him.

n“But… what if they still don’t want to move?”

nIf they still didn’t want to, then they could only force it…

n“Sigh!”

nFang Heng sighed and patted the young college student’s shoulder.

nThen we can only let them see the dark side of this society..”

nDid he even need to ask?

nIf they met a black-hearted lion who opened his mouth, of course, they wouldd

nuse zombies to demolish their homes!

nThis was the cruel reality of the apocalypse.

nFang Heng felt that he had done it with a clear conscience.

n“How about this: If you meet any players, try to come into contact with them

nand convince them to ‘relocate’. The compensation will be based on the

nstandard set by the federation. If you all can’t reach an agreement, then put it

naside for now and wait for me to settle it”

nSo much?

nThe few rookies looked at each other in disnmay.

nThe compensation standard for demolishing and relocation in the federation had always been extremely generous. Very few companies with a consCience

ncould reach this level.

n“Do you still have any questions

n“No.”

nThe few rookies nodded their heads to show that they had no objections. They

nran over to Liao Bufan’s place to receive gasoline barrels and other supplies,

npreparing to carry out the demolition plan.

nFang Heng rubbed his neck.

nNext, it was time to continue completing the plan of emptying the apocalypse

nmerchant camp.

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n“Enough, enough, Fang Heng. It’s enough.”

n“We don’t need any more iron ore here.”

nVettel wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed Fang Heng a bottle of

ncold beer.

nThe 50 furnaces in the apocalypse camp operated 24 hours a day.

nThe entire apocalypse camp was now like a big furnace.

n“Moreover, we really can’t store any more materials here. We need some time

nto digest them.”

nVettel smiled bitterly.

nHe didn’t expect that there would come a day when he would be troubled by

nreceiving too many materials.

nThere was nothing more troublesome than this.

nAs he spoke, Vettel pointed at the iron ore and coal piled up into a few hills in

nthe apocalypse merchant camp.

n“Did you know that the iron ore and coal you provided are enough to upgrade

nmy camp to Level 3? Even if it’s other resources, we can’t store them here for

nthe time being”

nWith the appearance of a bug like Fang Heng, Vettel felt that he needed to

nupgrade the warehouse of the apocalypse camp first.

n“You can come back after our camp has completed the expansion of the

nwarehouse.”

nReally… It has reached the upper limit again..

nFang Heng stroked his chin.

nIt seemed that it would be a little difficult to empty Vettel’s shop.

nIn the morning, Fang Heng had transported iron ore and coal back and forth

nseveral tinmes.

nIn total, Fang Heng had earned 15,700 survival points from Vettel.

n“Vettel, good lord! I just heard from my uncle that you expanded the Level 3

nwarehouse without upgrading it. Are you expanding”

nSeeing the girl walking into the entrance of the apocalypse camp, Vettel’s face

nrevealed a gentle smile.

n“Look who’s here, Qjao Ling! I was wondering why my left eyelid kept

ntwitching today. Tonight, you will stay here. I’ll get the chef to prepare your

nfavourite garlic crayfish!”

nAs Vettel spoke, he glanced at Fang Heng beside him. “And you, Fang Heng,

ndon’t even think about running away. Last time, you stood me up, so you have

nto stay here tonight too! We have to get drunk.”

nA cheerful and enthusiastic girl about seventeen or eighteen years old walked

nin from outside the apocalypse camp.

nShe had clean short hair, and her big eyes revealeda mischievous look.

n“Hi, Fang Heng. This is the first time we’ve met. I’ve long heard of your name.”

nQjao Ling walked forward and waved at Fang Heng, revealing a smile.

n“Hello, I’m Qjao Ling from the Dark Knights.”

nShe looked Fang Heng up and down.

n“Hello, I’m Fang Heng.”

n“Qiao Ling is David’s daughter. You can’t tell, right? That boor.” Vettel sighed

nand asked Qjao Ling, “Did you run into any trouble today?”

n“No, Dad went on a mission and couldn’t leave. It was Sister Katarina who

nasked me to look for Fang Heng”

nFang Heng was a little surprised.

n“You came to look for me?”

n“Yes, it’s related to the mission of collecting the samples of Erita.”

n“We analyzed the samples of Erita in detail and found something”

n“Come, come, come. Let’s talk inside”

nVettel led everyone into the small room, closed the wooden door and gave

neveryone a bottle of cold beer.

nQiao Ling sat beside the counter.

n“According to the analysis of our Dark Knights Research Team, we believe that

nthe Meteorite Company has completed the preliminary biological weapon

nproject.”

n“Based on the information we’ve received recently, zombies that have been

nmodified have appeared all over the world. They can accept some orders”

n“There are even rumours of zombie creatures that can use high strength

nweapons.”

nVettel’s expression was grave.

n“What does Meteorite Company want to do?”

nTm not sure, but recently, we’ve investigated something strange.”

nOn the day the biochemical crisis broke out, there were several biochemical

nvirus leaks all over the world at the same time.”

nFang Heng raised his eyebrows.

n“Are you trying to say that the apocalypse event was not a coincidence?”

n“Yes, it’s just a guess. We have suspected it internally before, and the timing of

nthe incident at Prison No. 507 has also confirmed this speculation.”

n“According to the confirmation, there are a total of four biochemical virus leaks

nin the country, and they happened to occur on the same day.”

nFang Heng nodded.

nSuch a coincidence was beyond logic.

n“What do you need me to do”

n“We will organize a team to go to Pine City as soon as possible. We hope you

ncan become a member of the team then.”

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