Chapter 352: Federation's Shelter
"Huh?"
Mo Jiawei frowned and said, "I heard from Fourth Uncle two days ago that District 5 has been very chaotic recently and a big war might break out. Since two weeks ago, we have started to withdraw our investment in District 5."
"Then I have to go and take a look."
Fang Heng felt that District 5 would be a breakthrough point.
…..
District 5 was the most chaotic in the Zombie Apocalypse.
The death rate of players there was high.
At first, there were a few anti-federation forces in District 5.
Later, as the Federation's control over District 5 gradually decreased, many criminals on the Federation's wanted list were transferred into District 5 through various means.
District 5 once became a haven for criminals.
Later, various anti-federation forces gradually infiltrated District 5 and joined forces to resist the Federation.
This had always been a headache for the Federation.
The Federation had also spent a great deal of effort to carry out several purges against District 5.
Each time, the Federation paid a great price, but the final result was not ideal.
As time passed, anti-federal organization forces of all sizes were deeply rooted in District 5.
As dusk approached, a spatial crack appeared in the forest area of District 5.
Through the spatial crack, Fang Heng appeared in the wilderness.
He quickly scanned his surroundings.
It was his first time in District 5 and he was unfamiliar with the place.
"It's going to be dark soon. I need to find a shelter to settle down."
Fang Heng muttered to himself.
After sunset, the apocalypse merchant camp would not open.
Fang Heng turned on his personal survival radio.
Soon, he found a large-scale Federation-built shelter nearby.
He was lucky!
In the chaotic District 5, there were quite a few Federation shelters!
For ordinary players, they could get a free night's accommodation and a small amount of food there.
However, in order to stay for a long time and enter the safer Federation shelter, the player had to go through a series of real-name authentication offline.
Fang Heng planned to go to the Federation to rest for a day tonight and ask for some information related to District 5.
Following the game coordinates, Fang Heng followed a small path and soon arrived at a Federation shelter at the foot of the mountain.
Under the guidance of two Federation soldiers, Fang Heng went through a simple registration at the front desk. He received an identity number card and was led by a Federation soldier into an affiliated building outside the shelter.
This large-scale Federation shelter had a history of several decades and had undergone at least twenty transformations.
It was built at the foot of the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a large-scale mine controlled by the Federation.
Apart from the shelter, the Federation had also built several subsidiary buildings on the periphery of the shelter, two of which were the temporary refugee area and a warehouse for the players who sought refuge.
In order to ensure the safety of the shelter, a player like Fang Heng who only had basic information registered could only temporarily stay in the temporary refugee area outside the shelter.
Fang Heng looked at the Federation shelter in the distance and nodded in his heart.
The overall defense of the Federation shelter was much stronger than that of District 8 and District 7.
There were hundreds of automatic turrets visible to the naked eye.
Fang Heng felt that even with his own zombie team, it would be difficult to break through the shelter in a short time.
However, it would be different if it dragged on for a long time.
His own zombie clones could resurrect indefinitely, so it was likely that he could torture the shelter to death.
Soon, the Federation soldier led Fang Heng into a small hut with many people in it.
"Alright, you can stay here tonight."
The Federation soldier threw a can of food to Fang Heng.
"This is the food you were given today. You can only get free food once a day. Eat it sparingly. You won't starve to death."
"Also, the inner area of the shelter is not open to you at the moment. Don't go near it."
"There is a sleeping pod in the shelter. After entering the sleeping pod, you can be guaranteed to log in once a month and not be affected by satiety. The current fee for the sleeping pod is 50 Federation coins a month. If there is a need, you need to go through the identity verification process offline in advance."
"Do I make myself clear?"
Fang Heng nodded, indicating that he understood.
The sleeping pod of the Federation was the game method chosen by the vast majority of ordinary players.
After entering the sleeping pod, the player only needed to log in once a month and would not be affected by satiety.
The prerequisite was that the player needed to satisfy the game's designated log-in time and had enough Federation coins to rent the sleeping pod.
"Any other questions?"
"Wait a moment, is there an apocalypse merchant camp nearby?"
"What are you going to do there?"
The Federation soldier looked at Fang Heng in surprise. Without waiting for his reply, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's not important. Go along Road No. 102 on the right, you'll see it soon."
"Thank you."
After watching the Federation soldier leave, Fang Heng turned around and looked at the overall layout of the temporary shelter hut.
The hut was allocated for multiple people to live in. There were a few simple beds in the corners, and a few players were sitting around and whispering to each other.
When the players saw Fang Heng, they looked at him at the same time.
"Another new face is here."
A tall and thin young man waved at Fang Heng as a greeting.
His eyes were somewhat scrutinizing.
"New. I don't think I've seen you before."
Fang Heng spread his hands and walked towards the circle of players and sat with them. He said very casually, "I don't have any money. I was chased out by other shelters. I came here to try my luck with the Federation."
"Tch, don't even think about it. The people of the Federation won't give us civilians a way out."
"Those hypocrites who talk about freedom and equality, but they won't even give us shelter…"
Fang Heng had been in the Federation's 'refugee area' when he was at his most down and out. He knew these people very well.
In reality, they were all poor or unemployed people. They couldn't afford to spend 50 Federation coins a month to rent a sleeping pod.
Some of them were black account holders with criminal records, or because of some special reasons, they didn't pass the Federation's real name certification test and couldn't enter the shelter to live.
The few of them chatted all over the place, venting their dissatisfaction with the Federation.
Fang Heng joined in and cursed a few times, becoming familiar with this group of people.
"Right, have you heard of meteorites?"
After getting familiar with them, Fang Heng tried to sniff out the topics related to meteorites.
"Meteorites? What are those? Rare ores?"
"You should be talking about the Meteorite Technology Group. Aren't they all dead?"
Without any surprise, these people were all dumbfounded when they heard about meteorites and gave some invalid information.
Fang Heng was not disappointed.
He had expected this.
Fang Heng planned to rest here for the night.
One night was enough for all the zombie clones to resurrect, and then create a batch of proli
proliferators.
After all, District 5 was an old district that had been open for decades, and there were even players above Level 10 in it.
The danger level was much higher than in District 7 and District 8.
One might encounter a person along the way who could pull out a shotgun and shoot him.
With the zombie team, he would have an extra layer of protection. The next day, he would head to the apocalypse merchant camp to look for the Dark Knights and find out about the first-generation meteorite from them.
Chapter 353: Stealing Ores?
After cursing the Federation with the refugee players for a while, Fang Heng decided to just leave a simple bed on the spot.
He was going to get some books to read in the game.
Fang Heng went online and offline every 20 minutes and returned to Mo Yunxiao's study in the backyard. He casually flipped through a book related to occultism and put it into his warp backpack slot. He was not tired of it and brought it into the game time and time again.
"Mr Fang Heng, you are…"
It was not until the tenth time that Mr Sun, the housekeeper's assistant in the villa, finally could not hold it in anymore.
He watched Fang Heng go back and forth in Mo Yunxiao's study.
Mr Sun was a little confused.
This was too strange…
The ancestors of the Mo Family had set a rule that the books in the study could be borrowed, but they could not be taken out of the study.
Mr Sun also did not sense the existence of the books from Fang Heng.
"Hahaha, it's nothing. It's my habit. I like to walk around more when my heart is not calm."
Fang Heng was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Mr Sun could see through it at a glance if he was hiding any books on his body.
Mr Sun could only shake his head, secretly saying that he could not understand the young people of today.
…
At the Federation's Zombie Apocalypse, District 5 United Front headquarters.
The lights were bright.
The atmosphere in the combat conference room was heavy.
The commander of the United Front, Qian Yuan, who was wearing a military uniform, sat on a chair and rubbed his temples.
Four hours ago, the spatial rift sensing device in District 5 detected a high-intensity spatial fluctuation.
Qian Yuan immediately called for an emergency combat conference.
The door was pushed open and a Federation soldier entered in a hurry.
"Reporting, sir! We have completed the location of the spatial fluctuation. We have confirmed that the fluctuation point is near Shelter No. 2."
"We can not confirm what kind of space tearing passage it is. The fluctuation level is about Level 8."
Shelter No. 2?!
The high-ranking officers of the four Federation shelters under the Federation's Zombie Apocalypse's District 5 were discussing in low voices.
During this period, similar blurry spatial transmission signals had occurred in District 5.
Because the signals were too blurry, it had been impossible to pinpoint them.
Combined with the information gathered through various channels, all kinds of signs indicated that someone was secretly preparing to attack District 5.
Qian Yuan had specifically strengthened the defenses of District 5.
However, the enemy had always been very stealthy.
Only today, the transmission signal was extremely obvious.
Why?
Why didn't they conceal the signal as usual?
After discussing with the other officers of District 5's shelter, Qian Yuan and the other officers came to a unified answer.
It wasn't that they didn't conceal it, but that they couldn't do it!
The fluctuation was beyond the range of the concealable signal!
In other words, the original spatial fluctuation should have been far above Level 8!
It was the people from the anti-federal organization who were preparing to take action!
Shelter No. 2 was one of the largest shelters in District 5. Not only did it store large amounts of materials and resources, but it also had a total of 30,000 sleeping pods in use.
Among them, there were some important Federation politicians.
Qian Yuan said in a deep voice, "Shelter No. 2 has entered a Tier 1 alert state. Everyone to be on standby."
"Yes!"
The Federation moved quickly.
…
The night had set, and darkness fell.
Fang Heng went online again.
In the temporary shelter, most players were able to go offline. Only seven or eight players were still gathered in front of the bonfire, discussing something in a low voice.
Noticing that Fang Heng had suddenly gone online, a circle of players looked at him warily.
The tall and thin player from before did not
sleep either. He asked, "Brother, why aren't you resting at this time of night?"
Fang Heng recognized him. His name was Zuo Qing.
"Don't talk about it. I still have to go to work tomorrow. I have to go online for some time."
Fang Heng pretended to be bitter as he cursed, "F*ck the Federation. They're pressuring us, migrant workers. Recently, the rent has increased again. I don't know when I'll be able to get the down payment."
When everyone heard this, the vigilance in their eyes lessened a little and they began to curse the Federation.
Similar situations were common in the game.
The game had the protection of the Federation. Players could get free food as the bare minimum for survival but they couldn't use the sleeping pods for free.
Therefore, many low-level players would choose to work during the day and enter the game at night. They would directly rest in the game, and at the same time, they could kill time.
Even though doing this would make them feel tired when they went offline the next day, at least it would not delay their work.
Fang Heng chatted with the others, then opened the game log and glanced at it.
There were less than ten minutes left and the zombie clones were about to resurrect.
Fang Heng did not want to attract attention, so he prepared to run outside and find a hidden place to summon the zombie team.
"No, it's too stuffy here. I have to go out for a walk."
Fang Heng stood up and walked toward the door.
A player said, "It's late. It's not safe outside. Better not to go out."
"It's okay. I'll just wander around the area."
Fang Heng pushed the door open and walked out of the temporary shelter.
The players sitting in front of the bonfire looked at each other.
"I'll handle it."
Zuo Qing stood up and chased after Fang Heng who had walked out of the hut.
Outside the hut, Fang Heng was walking along a small path away from the shelter. He had planned to stay far away and find a place to summon his zombie team. At the same time, he could also explore the way.
Suddenly, he raised his head and noticed something.
"Eh? What's that?"
Fang Heng's eyelids twitched.
At night, the visibility outside was not high. However, through the night vision skill of the vampire bloodline, Fang Heng still noticed a group of players walking down the mountain.
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up the group of players.
From the mining area above, there were a few players working together to push the boxes from a certain distance.
They transported the boxes to a temporary shelter hut at the foot of the mountain not far away.
Why did they have to transport materials at night?
Moreover, their movements looked very sneaky. There was no lighting during the entire process, and they kept quiet as much as possible, trying not to make any noise.
What made Fang Hen even more curious was that they were not wearing the Federation's standard clothing, but they were all wearing black masks.
They were not ordinary players!
Could it be that they were stealing ores?
While he was in doubt, Fang Heng keenly sensed that someone was approaching from behind.
Fang Heng suddenly turned his head.
A tall and thin man stood behind him.
His face was also covered with a black mask.
"Fang Heng, don't be nervous, it's me."
Zuo Qing laughed and lifted the mask on his face. He walked over and handed Fang Heng a gold nugget the size of a fingernail.
"Brother, do me a favor and pretend you didn't see anything."
Fang Heng took the gold nugget.
Item: Small gold nugget.
Description: A rare currency in the apocalypse. You can use it to exchange for food and consumables of equal value in the apocalypse merchant camp.
Description: A special high-value item. It will definitely drop after death.
"Are you guys stealing the ores?"
"Shh."
Zuo Qing put on his black mask again and gestured to Fang Heng to be quiet.
"Brother, don't be too loud. We're just trying to make a living. It's not easy."
Chapter 354: Alert
How dare they steal from the Federation's mines?
With a thought, Fang Heng immediately noticed the problem.
Something was wrong!
If they were caught stealing from the mines of a large guild, they would at most die. However, stealing from the Federation's mines would be considered a crime! They would face the risk of being wanted by the Federation.
Why would they take such a huge risk to steal from the Federation's mines?
Or could it be that there were some high-value minerals in the mines above?
Moreover, the Federation had done a good job protecting the mines. The reason why they were able to steal from the mines without making a sound was most likely because they had planted spies within the Federation.
It was too difficult for ordinary players to do this.
Fang Heng concealed the doubt in his heart and put on a joyful expression.
He put away the gold nugget and winked at Zuo Qing.
"Hehe, Brother, you're too kind. Call me if you need help. I can help."
Zuo Qing patted Fang Heng's shoulder and said, "We can make money together. I'll call you if I need help."
"Okay, I'll go there for a walk."
Zuo Qing frowned. He didn't want Fang Heng to stay outside, so he said, "It's not convenient outside. Come back with me."
"It's okay. I'll be back soon."
Seeing that the time for the zombie clone's rebirth was almost up, Fang Heng prepared to go and settle the zombie clone first.
"That's good. Be careful. Don't go too far."
"Okay."
Fang Heng turned and took two steps forward. Suddenly, he heard the sound of air being cut behind him.
"Bang!"
Zuo Qing, who had launched a sneak attack, was shocked.
Fang Heng grabbed Zuo Qing's right wrist with one hand.
The iron rod stopped in mid-air.
Zuo Qing instinctively wanted to pull his arm back, but he found that his right hand was tightly held by Fang Heng.
How could it be?
Zuo Qing's heart instantly stirred up a storm.
His level was already Level 9. He had also learned strength training skills and special equipment with the strength attribute. His strength points had already reached a terrifying 10.7!
How could an ordinary player be so much stronger than him in terms of strength!?
In the next moment, Zuo Qing realized that a huge fist was coming towards him.
"Bang!"
Zuo Qing's chest was hit by Fang Heng's fist!
"Crack crack…"
Zuo Qing heard the sound of his ribs breaking, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
"Bang!"
He flew three meters away and landed on his back on the ground.
His survival instinct made Zuo Qing struggle to straighten his body and stare at Fang Heng.
He felt as if his chest had been hit by a big rock and it hurt terribly.
"You are definitely not an ordinary person. Who are you?"
"I refuse to answer."
Fang Heng chuckled and walked toward Zuo Qing.
"I should be the one asking the questions. Who are you? Who asked you to do this?"
"Don't come over!"
Zuo Qing gritted his teeth. Because of the pain, his forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat!
Seeing Fang Heng approaching, Zuo Qing immediately took out a shotgun from his backpack and aimed the muzzle at Fang Heng.
"I told you to stay where you are!"
Zuo Qing did not want to shoot.
At night, the gunshots would attract the attention of the nearby Federation shelter and disrupt their mining plan.
Fang Heng also stopped and stared at Zuo Qing.
At such a close distance, Fang Heng believed that he did not have a 100% chance of successfully avoiding the range of the shotgun.
For a moment, both of them froze on the spot.
Zuo Qing's throat rolled.
He was about to say something when a mechanical alarm sounded around the shelter.
"Alert! Alert! Alert!"
"Shelter is on Tier 1 alert! All non-combatants, please remain in the room!"
"Alert! Aert!"
Fang Heng and Zuo Qing were shocked when they heard the alert!
They turned their heads to look in the direction of the shelter.
Zuo Qing was extremely shocked.
It was an alert issued by the Federation's shelter.
Could
it be that the theft of the mine was exposed?
"Did you do it?"
Zuo Qing turned his head and stared at Fang Heng.
His chest hurt so much that he gritted his teeth every time he said a word.
"Who are you?"
Fang Heng looked at Zuo Qing and shook his head. "No, it has nothing to do with me."
Zuo Qing's eyes flashed with surprise.
The next moment, he saw several strange red alchemy magic arrays appear under Fang Heng's feet.
The magic arrays spun rapidly.
"Chi! Chi Chi!"
Several red shadows suddenly darted out from the magic arrays, leaving a series of rustling sounds in the air.
What the hell was that!
Zuo Qing was shocked.
With just a thought, the red shadow that darted out from the magic array had already approached Zuo Qing.
It was the Licker!
Zuo Qing recognized the red creature!
The Licker reflected in his eyes zoomed in quickly!
At the critical moment of life and death, Zuo Qing pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Boom!!"
The charging Licker was hit head-on by the shotgun.
The huge impact caused the Licker to fall back.
However, the remaining two Lickers pounced on Zuo Qing at an even faster speed, one on the left and one on the right.
"Chi!!"
The sharp claws cut Zuo Qing's head.
[Hint: You have killed a player. You have received guillotine skill experience points +12.]
Dead.
Fang Heng glanced at the corpse on the ground.
The magic arrays continued to revolve beneath his feet and 35 Lickers crawled out of the magic arrays one by one.
The surrounding muddy ground also began to churn.
Rotten palms stretched out from the ground.
This time, Fang Heng only controlled a total of 100 vine zombies to commit suicide and enter District 5.
Fang Heng walked to the corpse and confiscated Zuo Qing's shotgun.
After thinking for a while, he took off the mask that Zuo Qing wore on his face.
"Chi Chi Chi…"
Lickers swarmed over crazily and gnawed at Zuo Qing's corpse.
Fang Heng stood still and looked in the direction of the mining area not far away.
The players who had been moving the ore boxes down from the mountainside immediately left the boxes on the spot when they heard the alert, scattering like birds and beasts.
Teams of well-equipped Federation players came out of the shelter, driving motorcycles and trucks toward the mining area.
In the temporary shelter he had just stayed in, a few familiar players also ran out and fled for their lives in the dark.
Fang Heng thought for a moment.
He felt that this matter was not simple.
In order to hide his identity, he put on Zuo Qing's mask.
First, he wanted to see what was in those boxes!
Fang Heng walked toward the temporary shelter hut at the foot of the mountain.
When he arrived in front of the hut, Fang Heng found that the door of the hut was locked by a chain.
To save time, Fang Heng aimed the shotgun at the wooden door around the chain.
"Bang! Bang Bang!"
With a few gunshots, the shotgun blew a hole in the wooden door.
Fang Heng raised his fist and smashed the door into pieces.
He pushed the door open and entered.
There were more than ten boxes in the room.
Fang Heng walked to one of the boxes.
"Ka…"
He opened the box and a faint blue light shone out.
Fang Heng's eyes narrowed into slits.
Crystal?
The crystal was emitting a faint blue light.
Blue crystal raw ore?!
Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat. He picked up a crystal and examined it.
Item: Blue crystal raw ore.
Level: Normal.
Description: A special ore that contains powerful energy. It seems to require special smelting to activate this energy.
Is it really blue crystal raw ore??
Fang Heng exclaimed in surprise.
The box was actually full of blue crystal raw ores!