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nChapter 282 Eat up

nSeeing the row of hints appearing on their retinas, everyone fell silent for a moment.

nThere was a follow-up mission?

nMoreover, this follow-up mission was simply a joke.

nWhere could they find a place to store so many useless statues?

nHao Zhou quickly exchanged glances with the other team members.

nHe didn’t reject the mission immediately, nor did he agree to accept the mission. Instead, he tried to get more information from Sandy.

nIt was like an additional question.

nIt was very difficult, but he could think of a way to try.

n“Mr Sandy, please don’t get too agitated. Do you know where I can bring your artwork to?”

n“Of course not!”

nSandy said angrily, “These people only have money in their eyes. This is a stain on art!”

nHao Zhou’s heart sank.

nThis was bad. The additional question would most likely not have an answer.

nSister Li asked, “Mr Sandy, then do these artworks have any special abilities?”

n“Humph! Of course, they have special abilities! I’ve said it before, they are all treasures left behind by the human civilization! They are priceless treasures! They cannot be measured by money!”

nSandy said with a heavy humph.

nHe took out a pack of tissues from his backpack, climbed up to the nearest sculpture and carefully wiped it.

nFang Heng raised his eyebrows.

nThe others also showed surprised expressions.

nAfter Sandy wiped it, the sculpture that originally had the words ‘mission item’ on it changed.

nItem: Sculpture-Chanter of the Church. Level: S.

nType: Artwork.

nDescription: The work of contemporary art master Anthony Gormley, placing it in the shelter can unlock the art layout (Art 19).

nDescription: When the shelter’s art level is above 100 and the shelter level is above Level 90, a special construction building-exhibition hall can be unlocked.

n(An exhibition hall can enhance the attractiveness of the shelter, enhance the attractiveness of the shelter to certain special talents, and improve the morale and mood of the shelter members. The actual effect is related to the art level of the shelter).

nDescription: The artwork needs daily maintenance by special personnel. If the maintenance cannot be provided for some time, the artwork will have a negative effect.

nIt was an extremely rare S-level item in the game!

nHowever, after looking at the description of the attribute of the item, Hao Zhou and the others had a faint feeling of pain in their balls.

nAfter evaluating the artwork, they only had one word for it:

nRubbish!!

nTo a player, a statue took up too much space! They even had to employ someone to take care of it.

nIt was not ordinary maintenance. In the game, this kind of maintenance required NPCs with special skills, and maintenance items also cost money…

nWhat was the use of it!

nThe exhibition hall looked pretty good.

nHowever, the prerequisite of a Level 90 shelter had barred all players from building the exhibition hall.

nA player could not afford it!

nIt was a complete late-stage item.

nOnly a large-scale player like the Federation would need it.

nAnd the Federation was not stupid. They did not have enough food to eat, so they did not have the time to bother with these fancy artworks.

nFortunately, the only good news was that they still had 10 days of mission time to help Sandy find a sucker, find an NPC shelter in the game and throw the items inside.

nHao Zhou was very calm. He had already begun to think about rejecting this mission and just exchange for the Tier 1 reward.

nIt would be good if they could settle the additional question, but if they could not do it, it would be a waste of points, so there was no need.

nAt the moment, it seemed that the mission was almost impossible to complete.

nLooking at the mission hint in detail, Fang Heng was very happy.

nGreat!

nSo it was not a useless piece of equipment!

nFang Heng had been thinking about it when he received the mission.

nThis Tier 2 mission was too troublesome. Should he just ‘eat up’ all the sculptures by himself?

nAfter all, so many sculptures needed to be transported by truck. A day of delay would consume a lot of his honor points.

nHe might as well solve it as soon as possible and dump the artworks in his shelter!

nPerhaps the other player’s shelter was too small to fit in, but his shelter level had already risen to Level 107!

nThere were already 30 warehouses for materials.

nHe didn’t have to worry about his debts. It was just a matter of building a few more warehouses!

nBut…

nWould he look a little stupid if he piled so many whiteboard sculptures in his house?

nNow, after confirming that these sculptures were not whiteboard equipment and that they could be used to build a special building such as an art gallery, Fang Heng gladly accepted them.

nMore or less, they could increase the attractiveness of the shelter. In the future, it would be easier to go out and trick NPCs to come to his shelter.

nIt was better than nothing!

nFang Heng made a decision, so he nodded and said, “Mr Sandy, I have a shelter that I built myself, and I am very willing to store your artwork in my shelter. I wonder if you are willing?”

n“Really?!”

nSandy was pleasantly surprised. His face immediately changed as he looked at Fang Heng with great admiration.

n“I knew it! There will still be people who know what’s good for them in this world!”

n“But is your shelter big enough? Can it hold so many artworks? Also, is your shelter safe enough?”

n“These expensive artworks need to be maintained. It will cost a little every day…”

nFang Heng nodded. “Of course, I promise you, Mr Sandy. Even though it’s the apocalypse, art is always art. I believe that when the end of the apocalypse comes, everyone will remember the contribution you made to the preservation of human civilization.”

n“Fang Heng!!”

nSandy looked at Fang Heng excitedly, as if he was a close friend that he had known for hundreds of years.

n“I know! I knew someone would understand me!!”

n(Hint: Your friendship with Sandy has greatly increased.

nHao Zhou and the others looked at each other silently.

nThey were just thinking about finding a sucker and now Fang Heng volunteered to be the sucker?

nHao Zhou felt even more indebted to Fang

nHeng.

nWho would be willing to pile such trash in the shelter?

nOnly for the sake of the mission did Fang Heng make such a sacrifice.

nHao Zhou sighed in his heart. He patted Fang Heng on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, “Fang Heng, don’t force yourself. It’s already very good to do this. You can give up on the Tier 2 mission.”

n“It’s okay. It’s just a small matter.”

nV

nFang Heng waved his hand and checked the map.

nThere was no doubt that these large-scale sculptures could not be transported through the space rift.

nThey could only be slowly dragged back by trucks and zombies.

nThis place was very far from the prison area. It would take about 17 to 18 hours to get there.

nIt would probably be the next day after they went back.

n“Mr Sandy, my shelter is very far. We shouldn’t delay. We’ll set off now.”

nSandy nodded, “These are very precious. We must be careful!”

n“Of course.”

nFang Heng signalled the Dark Knights to get on the car and set off for the prison shelter.

nAfter bidding farewell to Hubbard, they bought a few barrels of gas tanks and filled them up. The long line set off again.

nHao Zhou and the others followed Fang Heng back to his shelter.

nAfter walking for more than half an hour, Fang Heng felt sleepy and couldn’t help but yawn.

nAfter staying up all night last night, he also felt a little tired, so he had to go back and sleep. “Aren’t you all sleepy? I have to go offline to rest. I’m a little tired.”

n“We’re okay. Leave this to us.”

nKun Ba and Kun Ta each took out a bottle of coffee and gulped it down.

nAlthough they were very sleepy, seeing that the mission was about to be completed and a large mission reward was about to be pocketed…

nWho could sleep!

nHao Zhou was the same. He was extremely excited and didn’t feel sleepy at all.

n“Alright, I’ll sleep first. If there’s a problem, call me anytime.”

nFang Heng gave Lucia the authority to control the zombies, then threw a simple bed into the truck and went offline.

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