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

n“Fang Heng, I’m so lucky to have met you.”

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nIn the apocalypse merchant camp, Vettel was grinning from ear to ear.

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n“But Fang Heng, we don’t lack wooden planks anymore. You can go to the other apocalypse camps and take a look. They still lack a lot of wooden planks.”

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nNo more?

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nThey have already reached the upper limit?

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nA hint of disappointment flashed across Fang Heng’s face.

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nHe opened the mission panel to confirm.

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nThe mission for collecting wooden planks (repeatable) for the apocalypse merchant camp had disappeared from the mission panel

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nWhat a pity.

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nHe had originally wanted to empty the apocalypse merchant camp.

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nHe didn’t expect the King of Gods to set a limit.

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nVettel continued, “I’ve mentioned you to the other apocalypse merchants. They will definitely welcome your arrival.”

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n“This is my personal map. The locations of their camps are marked on it. This would be helpful to you.”

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nHint: Your friendship with Vettel has become stronger.

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nHint: Vettel has given you a map. You can use the map to navigate the location of the seven apocalypse merchant camps.

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n“Thank you.”

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nFang Heng took the map and looked at it.

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nThe seven apocalypse merchant camps marked on the map were all quite far away from here.

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nEven the closest one was more than 200 kilometers away.

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nHis shelter hadn’t been completed yet, so he couldn’t leave.

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nIt wasn’t practical to go there just to provide the wood.

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n“I also have good news for you. Your goods have arrived. Come with me. Hehe, I promise, this is good stuff for dealing with zombies.”

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nMerchant Vettel brought Fang Heng into the cabin.

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nHe took out a wooden box from under the cabinet and put it on the cabinet with a bang.

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n“Look, this is the treasure.”

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nFang Heng opened the wooden box, and inside was a bright red focus flamethrower.

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nThe focused flamethrower was shaped like a large submachine gun.

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nThe difference was that the front end of the muzzle looked like a water pipe, and the mouth of the pipe was big and thick.

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nFang Heng tried to lift it.

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nIt was very heavy and needed to be placed on the shoulder to be used.

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nHint: You have obtained an item-focused flamethrower M-021*1.

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n“The zombies would lose consciousness, but most of them are instinctively afraid of fire. This flamethrower is absolutely useful.”

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nVetter bragged and placed a few blue wooden boxes on the counter.

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n“Also, this is the fuel for your equipment. Be careful, they are explosive and very heavy.”

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nThe fuel bottle was a mixture of special gases. After high-pressure sealing, it was very heavy.

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nVettel finally handed a booklet to Fang Heng.

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n“Finally, this is the complimentary instruction manual. Use It carefully to ensure safety.”

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nFang Heng took the booklet.

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nAccording to the description in the instruction manual, the correct use of the focused flamethrower required the coordination of two people at the same time.

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nOne controlled the lance of the focus flamethrower and the other controlled the intensity of the flame by lifting the heavy fuel bottle.

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nThe zombie’s movements were too rigid to coordinate accurately.

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nHe’ll have to find another toolman to help.

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nThere’s also the issue of cooling time.

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nHe mentally went through the plan to clear the basement.

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nThe focused flamethrower would overheat after a period of use.

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nOnce the temperature reached 50%, the durability of the flamethrower would be depleted at a fast rate, so it was necessary to keep the temperature below 50% for safe use.

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nIn addition, there was fuel.

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nEven with experience, it would take at least three minutes to change the fuel at a time.

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nIf there were a large number of spider zombies in the passage, the flamethrower alone might not be able to stop them.

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nThey didn’t have time to change the fuel.

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nWhat should they do?

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nGot it!

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nFang Heng raised his head.

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n“Vettel, please give me another twenty barrels of gasoline.”

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n“No problem, here are the twenty barrels of gasoline you asked for.”

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nHint: You have obtained focused flamethrower fuel bottle*20, gasoline*20.

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n…

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nAt the prison, the entrance to the basement.

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nLiao Bufan was a little flustered.

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nHe carefully observed his surroundings and lowered his voice.

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n“Fang Heng, are we really going in? Why don’t we just forget about it this time? We can just withdraw, right? We don’t need to put ourselves at risk, our lives are more important.”

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n“Don’t panic, I have a plan.”

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nFang Heng replied softly. He used the key to open the first two iron doors, leaving only the last one.

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nThen, he pressed his ear against the door.

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n“Good, there’s no sound inside.” he thought to himself.

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nThe spider zombies didn’t block the door.

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nFang Heng took out a focused flamethrower from his backpack.

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n“What the hell? A flamethrower!”

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nLiao Bufan was stunned when he saw Fang Heng take out such a powerful weapon from his backpack.

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n“I’m so envious!”

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nLiao Bufan felt tempted. He reached out his hand to touch the flamethrower, feeling very excited.

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n“This is a treasure! Big Brother, where did you get it?”

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nHe had been worried for a long time. It turned out that Fang Heng was prepared.

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nWith such a powerful weapon, what was there to be afraid of?

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nLiao Bufan was secretly upset that Fang Heng didn’t tell him earlier, causing him to be on tenterhooks for a long time.

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n“It’s a secret. Come, give me a hand.”

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nFang Heng tried to connect the fuel bottle to the flamethrower and placed the fuel bottle on the ground.

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n“It’s coming.”

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nLiao Bufan helped carry the fuel bottle behind Fang Heng and adjusted the flame setting raft.

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nFang Heng controlled the switch and direction of the flamethrower.

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nEverything was ready.

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n“Three, two, one…”

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nFang Heng signalled with his fingers and carefully pushed open the last iron door of the basement.

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n“Crack…”

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nInside the iron door, a straight passageway about 30 meters came into view.

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nThere was nothing inside the passageway and at the end, there was a corner to the right.

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nAfter the corner was an invisible blind spot.

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nThe two of them exchanged a glance.

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nLiao Bufan turned his head to look at Fang Heng.

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n“What should we do?”

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n“Shh.”

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nFang Heng raised his hand to signal Liao Bufan to keep quiet.

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nHe waved his hand.

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nThe five zombie clones following the two of them walked into the passageway.

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nThey staggered forward until they reached the end of the straight passageway.

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nThe zombie clones stopped, then slowly took out wooden frames from their backpacks and put them on the ground.

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n“Wooden frames? What are they trying to do?”

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nLooking at the zombies, Liao Bufan murmured in a low voice, his eyes filled with confusion.

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nAfter five minutes, the zombies piled fifty to sixty wooden frames at the corner, blocking almost half of the passageway.

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nAfter the wooden frames were piled up, the zombies took out a bottle of gasoline, opened the lid and poured it on the wooden frames.

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nIn the end, the zombie clones slowly poured the remaining gasoline along the passageway towards where Fang Heng was standing.

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n“You…”

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nLiao Bufan felt that he understood something, but he didn’t seem to understand it completely.

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nHe looked at Fang Heng and asked in a low voice.

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n“Will there be a problem? Do you want to burn this place down?”

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n“Of course, it’s not a problem. Uncle Jimmy has checked the structure of this place. It’s all bare steel and concrete. It won’t burn down the place.”

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n“That’s good.”

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nLiao Bufan heaved a sigh of relief.

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nIt wasn’t easy to build a shelter.. It would be a pity if it was accidentally burned down.

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