Chapter 396: Grievance
After dealing with the guards, Fang Heng walked to the experiment table and began to prepare the potion.
Bzz…
Beside his feet, a light blue large-scale magic array flickered, and a huge fist stretched out from the magic array.
The fusion Tyrant forms slowly crawled out from the magic array. They stood up one by one and stood in a row behind Fang Heng.
Fang Heng sauntered to the front of the potion table, sorting the potion ingredients.
"Hint: you have met the potion making requirements. Skills available: 'basic potionology' level 1 and 'basic potion making' level 1. Acquired skill effect: increased success rate of potion making. "
"Hint: you have met the prerequisites for making the warlord potion. This potion requires 33 Vitality. Current success rate of potion making: 35% . Estimated potion quality after completion is C to F. Do you wish to proceed with the potion making? "
"The success rate has only increased by 8% … " Fang Heng muttered under his breath as a long channeling bar appeared above his head.
"Hint: the production has failed. Some of the medicinal ingredients can not be used anymore. You have consumed an additional amount of Vitality. You have gained 12 basic potion making skill experience points. "
Fang Heng could not help but curse in his heart. "Another failure! The probability's definitely rigged! "
However, after seeing the increased experienced points, Fang Heng loosened up a little, slightly surprised.
Previously, when he failed to make the potion, there were no experience points gained for the basic potionology skill.
On the contrary, the newly learned potion making skill was very good. Even if he failed, he would still gain some experience points.
In that case, he only needed to make a few more batches to level up his skill level and increase the success rate.
Gaining a little more confidence, Fang Heng continued to sort the medicinal ingredients with his head lowered.
Behind him, the zombies that had long been restless walked up unsteadily, using the sorted medicinal herbs to carry out the next step of the potion making process.
Channeling bar after channeling bar appeared above the heads of the zombie clones.
"Hint: your zombie has completed the production of the warlord potion (success rate: 35%) . Production failed! You have received 13 basic potion making experience points. "
"Hint: your zombie has completed the production of the warlord potion (success rate: 35%) . Production successful! You have gained 22 basic potion making experience points, 1 basic potionology skill experience points, and the warlord potion (grade E) . "
"Hint: your basic potion making skill level has been upgraded to level 2. "
"Hint: your zombie has completed the production of the warlord potion (success rate: 37.2%) … "
Within a few minutes, ten zombie clones had completed the creation of the warlord potion alongside a row of hints that appeared in Fang Heng's game log.
He had finally succeeded in making three bottles of warlord potion!
Item: warlord potion.
Grade: E
Description: only effective on player (or NPC) who has taken the divine potion before. After using the warlord potion, within a short period of time, the player can recover HP, vitality, quickly recover energy, regenerate limbs, and so on and so forth.
Creator: Fang Heng
Fang Heng stuffed the three completed potions into his backpack and carefully checked the description in the game log.
The skill of basic potionology seemed to be more powerful than basic potion making. It would only increase experience points if the potion making was successful.
In contrast, even if the potion making failed, the skill of basic potion making would gain experience points.
As the skill level gradually increased, the production success rate would also increase.
"Aren't things getting better… " Fang Heng rubbed his hands excitedly.
Just as he was about to start the so-called industrial production, he suddenly realized that he was being spied on.
Fang Heng abrupty turned his head and looked at the warehouse door behind him.
The door was ajar.
It was late at night, and the abnormal activity caused by the zombie team made the potioneer NPCs not sleep well. Therefore, they secretly got out of bed after a discussion and carefully opened a gap in the door, wanting to see what was happening outside.
Then, they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
"Hey, you guys, since you can't sleep, why don't you come and help me? " Fang Heng said and waved at the crack in the door.
When the survivors realized that Fang Heng had discovered them, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"Come, come, come. Come and talk to me. "
Their faces were pale as they walked into the warehouse in fear. They looked at the row of Tyrants standing behind Fang Heng in fear.
"Don't be nervous. Do me a favor. It's very simple. I just need you to help sort the medicinal ingredients for making warlord potions with the available materials. " Fang Heng smiled. "Do you understand? "
The potioneer survivors looked at each other and nodded.
"Very good! "
Fang Heng was in high spirits. "I'll make them f*cking 100 million potions! "
He felt like he had returned to the days of grinding the game.
That night was another sleepless night!
…
In the real world, there were still many players who could not sleep like Fang Heng.
All the major game companies and game guilds in District 7 were in a mess.
Almost everyone was asking about the same thing.
Who was Fang Heng?
In the blink of an eye, he directly became eighth place on the main storyline leaderboard rankings!
That meant that Fang Heng had obtained at least 8,000 main storyline contribution points in a short period of time!
However, the various large guilds and game companies did not have any information related to Fang Heng.
"Fang Heng? Who is Fang Heng? "
"Is he Fang Heng from District 8? "
"It doesn't seem like it. He's probably someone with the same name and surname, right? "
"Do a detailed investigation. I need to confirm his identity! "
"Yes! "
The various large guilds moved upon hearing the news.
The Federation also noticed the player who appeared on the leaderboard rankings in the first instance.
"Have you confirmed it? Is it Fang Heng from Server 8? "
"The IT department has compared some of the audio and video data obtained from Cheng Ya and confirmed that there is 70% similarity. Moreover, considering that he also has the ability to control zombies… the possibility of them being the same person is more than 90% . "
How? Did he teleport to District 7? "
…
"Hint: your basic potionology skill has upgraded to level 3. "
"Hint: your basic potion making skill has upgraded to level 8. "
"Huh? What? That's it? " At two o'clock in the morning, Fang Heng was stunned.
"Yes, Mr. Fang Heng. All the alternative ingredients that can be used together have been fully utilized. We currently lack a type of supplementary medicinal ingredient for the rest and can not make more warlord potions. We couldn't find a suitable substitute in the warehouse… " a potioneer survivor, Alelho, who was preparing the formula-required ingredients, explained to Fang Heng.
They had finally used up all the ingredients that can be used!
Alelho sighed in his heart.
They could finally rest.
Fang Heng had thoroughly exhausted the few potioneers who stayed up all night to continuously prepare the ingredients.
Seeing that the ingredients had finally been used up, they all sat down to rest.
They were too tired!
It was even more tiring to continuously prepare sets of medicinal ingredients than to directly make the potions.
"Spent all of them? That was fast… " Fang Heng mumbled.
Hearing Fang Heng's words, the potioneers who were resting on the ground really wanted to curse. Inwardly, they thought, "What? Are you still not satisfied? "
They had been making potions for more than ten years but had never experienced such a ridiculous situation.
Fang Heng didn't expect that the 100 zombies who had infinite Fatigue Tolerance would already consume most of the medicinal ingredients in the warehouse!
After his skill of basic potionology upgraded to level 3, no matter how successfully the warlord potion was made, it wouldn't increase experience points. On the other hand, even after his skill of basic potion making reached level 8, he could still gain experience points for it.
It seemed that he was only two levels away from reaching the maximum level!
With the upgraded two skills related to potion making, the success rate of the warlord potion production increased by a large margin.
Currently, the success rate had reached 65.6% , double compared to before!
Fang Heng was enjoying himself when he suddenly realized that he could not continue without the raw materials. He immediately felt an indescribable grievance.
Chapter 397: Imagination
"This is boring… "
Fang Heng scratched his head.
"I have to think of a way to get some materials, but where? From robbing the players' shelter? "
It didn't seem realistic, since it was rare for the players' shelter to have the exact medicinal ingredients needed. Even if there were, there wouldn't be many, and the loot wouldn't be much.
Right!
Wasn't there still him?
Fang Heng thought of something and slapped his forehead.
"Thank you for your hard work. Go take your time to rest. We'll continue working tomorrow at first light. "
As Fang Heng spoke, he threw down a sleeping bag and went offline on the spot.
"What the hell? Continue tomorrow? " The NPC potioneers looked at each other.
They didn't want to go through the same torture again!
Meanwhile, Wei Chun, who was sneakily trying to investigate, was stopped by the guards at the entrance of the warehouse.
After being discovered, Wei Chun could only return to the square dejectedly.
Cheng Ya asked, "How was it? "
"I've asked. Fang Heng went to the warehouse where the emergency materials are stored. The guards at the entrance didn't allow us to enter. "
Cheng Ya was even more confused.
She had noticed the warehouse a long time ago. Why was Fang Heng allowed to enter?
"I heard that you need to get permission from Yatu before you can enter. "
Yatu?
Cheng Ya turned her head to look at Yatu in the central square.
What exactly was in the warehouse? Fang Heng had been inside for so long. What was he doing inside?
Cheng Ya was puzzled. Just then, the survival radio received an emergency communication.
"Captain' contacting me. "
Cheng Ya opened her backpack on the spot and checked the survival radio.
"Please check the main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings immediately to confirm Fang Heng's current situation. Report the situation offline in time. "
"Main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings? " Cheng Ya's heart skipped a beat. She immediately opened the game settings to check. "How could it be… "
Cheng Ya was shocked.
She did not know when Fang Heng's name had appeared on the leaderboard rankings!
Moreover, he was shockingly ranked eighth!
The top ten players on the leaderboard rankings in District 7 were all players from various large guilds. Every one of them had the backing of large guilds and large companies. The only exception was a person named Fang Heng.
Cheng Ya turned her head to look at the warehouse. "Fang Heng… It's definitely him! "
…
"Chen Yu? "
Late at night, when he received a call from Fang Heng, Chen Yu sat up straight, and his expression suddenly became serious.
He rarely received calls from Fang Heng personally, especially at night.
It meant that Fang Heng might be causing trouble in the game again.
Chen Yu was on full alert. "Yes, it's me. "
"Hey. Sorry to disturb you so late at night. After all, the matter is quite urgent. Actually, I have a friend who happens to be in District 7 and needs some materials urgently. I owe him a favor… You know I can't make it in District 7, right? So, about the materials you originally promised to give me, send them directly to District 7. "
Hearing that Fang Heng only called to ask for materials, Chen Yu relaxed a little.
He was afraid that Fang Heng would cause some trouble in District 8m but there was no need to care about District 7!
"Oh, it's about that. It's definitely not a problem. I just need to communicate with my superiors. "
Chen Yu's mood instantly became much better. He used a pen and paper to record the materials that Fang Heng needed.
"Is it urgent? Don't worry. Your batch of materials is categorized under special approval. District 7 has been in service for so long and is much richer than our District 8. If everything goes smoothly, the goods will arrive before dawn tomorrow… "
Chen Yu continued, "Yes, yes, yes. Seven-star grass, honeysuckle… We do have them, we do. It's just that the snaketail grass is a bit more troubles
troublesome to prepare. It's considered a rather rare medicinal ingredient. Haha, look at what you're saying. You've already asked for it, so I'll definitely think of a way to get it for you. What? How many? Why does your friend need so many medicinal ingredients? Sure, I'll help you contact them. Where do you want them delivered to? "
The Federation owed Fang Heng a large amount of materials owing to what happened in Server 5.
Now that the favor would be considered returned with him just providing medicinal ingredients from District 7, Chen Yu felt that Fang Heng was really a good person.
After all, the prices of the ingredients in District 7 was relatively low, and it didn't even take up their funds in District 8!
Chen Yu was busy writing down the materials that Fang Heng needed when someone knocked on his office door.
A Federation soldier pushed open the door and entered.
Seeing that he was on the phone again, the soldier nodded at Chen Yu and said in a low voice, "Sir, it's an emergency letter of investigation from District 7. "
The soldier placed a letter on the table and carefully exited the door.
It was already so late, and there was still an emergency letter, from District 7, too?
Chen Yu suddenly had a bad premonition. As he picked up the phone, he opened the letter to check.
It was a request for District 8 to help investigate the information of an unknown person who had appeared in the main storyline of District 7.
"Huh? What the hell? Fang Heng? " Chen Yu flipped through the document and saw the name that suddenly appeared. He was shocked.
He carefully confirmed the contents of the investigation letter.
That afternoon, District 7 discovered that an unknown person had suddenly appeared on the main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings. His name was Fang Heng.
They wanted to confirm if that was the same person as the Fang Heng in Server 8.
Chen Yu blinked several times and looked at the phone in his right hand.
"What a coincidence. No way… Could the friend Fang Heng just mentioned be… himself? But why did he go to District 7 for no reason? The penalty for transferring servers is very severe! It's basically having to restart all over again! Could it be… " Chen Yu had a terrifying thought. "Could it be that he went to sabotage District 7 because District 8's main storyline progress is stuck? That indeed sounds like something Fang Heng would do!
Chen Yu flipped to the few photos attached to the back of the investigation letter and immediately confirmed that the person was definitely Fang Heng himself!
"What the hell! " Chen Yu quickly picked up the phone again. "Hello? Fang Heng? Is that Fang Heng in District 7 really you? "
"Eh? You already found out? That's fast. " Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.
It seemed like he couldn't keep it a secret anymore.
From the moment his name appeared on the main storyline contribution points leaderboard rankings, Fang Heng had a premonition.
Chen Yu knew him very well. Even if he was wearing a mask, it was impossible to hide some small, habitual movements from him.
"I'm not pretending anymore. I'm putting my cards on the table. Yes, Fang Heng from District 7 is me. "
"You… transferred to District 7? " Chen Yu subconsciously thought that Fang Heng had given up on District 8 and had directly transferred to District 7.
Fang Heng remained silent and decided to let Chen Yu figure it out himself.
In Chen Yu's opinion, Fang Heng's silence was a tacit agreement.
He swallowed his saliva and took nearly a minute to digest the news.
"No wonder District 8 has been so peaceful recently. So, it was because he had gone to District 7! But, Fang Heng is pretty bold and ruthless. Seeing that the main storyline of District 8 can not be completed, he unhesitatingly went to District 7, where he has to start from rock bottom and compete with old players who've played there for over ten years of ex. " Chen Yu's mind was filled with a flurry of thoughts.
Chapter 398: District Transfer
However, the various big game guilds in District 8 had already tacitly acknowledged that Fang Heng's Prison Army and the Federation both had a strong ruling position.
The main reason was that getting beaten by Fang Heng's Prison Army a while ago had instilled fear in them a while ago.
Now that Fang Heng had gone to District 7, District 8 would most likely not give up. The Prison Army would most likely be handed over to North River Heavy Industry to manage.
If other players were to learn of this news, it was likely that District 8, which had finally stabilized, would be thrown into chaos again.
There might even be player guilds joining forces to challenge District 8's Prison Army, trying to split the profits again.
For a time, Chen Yu thought a lot. He felt that he had grown a lot during this period of time, and his thinking was becoming more and more comprehensive.
"I understand. "
Chen Yu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Fang Heng, I will try to keep this information confidential, but I can't do much. Your true identity will be exposed soon. Be careful. "
Fang Heng was stunned. What did Chen Yu understand?
"Your sudden need for so many ingredients is for the main storyline, right? But Fang Heng, how should I give it to you? How long have you been in District 7? Have you built a shelter in there? "
Fang Heng replied, "Well, don't worry about that. Once the ingredients are collected, submit them to the nearby Dark Knights' contact points. I will go there personally to pick them up. "
As expected! Dark Knights!
Chen Yu was even more sure of his guess.
Fang Heng went to District 7 for the main storyline!
"Okay, after the ingredients are collected, I will send them to the Dark Knights' contact point… "
"Thank you, bro. "
Fang Heng felt that Chen Yu was still very reliable.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Heng stretched his body.
"All right! Continue! "
…
After the communication was over, Fang Heng hurriedly went online again.
He was in a hurry.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Federation was still gathering materials, Fang Heng quickly teleported back to District 8 and handed over a large box of materials that he had just received from the Dark Knights in District 7 to Qiu Yaokang.
"Take a look at the information that I've just received. Make a copy for the Dark Knights later. "
Qiu Yaokang was initially a little displeased by Fang Heng's interruption of the experiment.
However, when he started to flip through the information, he could not take his eyes off it.
"This information… is very useful! "
After QIu Yaokang flipped through a few pages consecutively, his breathing became a little heavy. He sped up and skimmed through the information page by page.
Even the information related to the quarantine zone is involved… I will prepare a copy and submit it to David later. "
"Hint: your shelter has obtained special research data (collection) . In the next 31 days, your shelter's research speed will be increased by 350% . "
"Hint: you have submitted the first-generation meteorite research data to the Dark Knights. The speed of first-generation meteorite research has greatly increased. You have obtained 22,000 main storyline contribution points. You will affect the subsequent main storyline… "
Fang Heng was stunned by the game hints that appeared. "22,000 contribution points? That's a lot. It's useful to dabble in two servers. I can get a large amount of main storyline contribution points from both sides. Wonderful!"
"So their research on the first-generation meteorite has already reached this stage. " Qiu Yaokang flipped through the information and clicked his tongue in wonder. "With this information, the following research and experimental steps for the first-generation meteorite can be greatly improved. I believe that the first batch of research drugs will be completed very soon… "
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In the game, it was 4:30 a.m.
Due to Fang Heng's impressive battle record in District 8, the Federation of District 7 maintained a high level of vigilance and made adequate preparations in advance.
After an emergency meeting, Cheng Ya went online again.
"It's confirmed. He is Fang Heng of Server 8. "
The other two Federation players who were participating in the mission were shocked when they heard this news.
Fang Heng had changed his server!
If the news was leaked, it would definitely cause a huge uproar in District 7 and District 8.
"It's really him? Why did he come to District 7 when District 8 is developing so well? "
Cheng Ya opened her mouth, but shook her head and no longer answered. "It's all too strange! From the information leaked by the higher-ups, it seems like Fang Heng spent so much effort to directly transfer to District 7 for the main storyline. But, shouldn't he be looking for the Dark Knights in that case? Why is he mixed up with the Scavenger Army instead? They're not really compatible either… "
Wei Chun felt strange and asked, "Could it be that the information is wrong? "
"Impossible. The higher-ups have already confirmed that it's Fang Heng. "
"What should we do now? Do the higher-ups have any new instructions? "
"Wait and see, observe for the time being, and act accordingly. Fang Heng must have his purpose in joining the Scavenger Army. Our mission goal is still to find a way to obtain the divine potion and try to protect the safety of the people. Also, this matter must be kept a secret from the public. Do you understand? "
"Yes! " Wei Chun agreed, but his mind was in chaos.
He suddenly realized something and pointed to the side, saying, "Look, Fang Heng has come out. "
Under the night sky, Cheng Ya saw Fang Heng leave the warehouse alone.
He said something to the guard at the warehouse's entrance, then walked toward the square alone.
"It's so late. Where is he going? "
"Shh, be quiet. Let's wait and see. "
Fang Heng had just returned to District 7.
He was having a headache because of the medicinal ingredients.
The Federation had helped to prepare a large number of medicinal ingredients. He could use the space tearing passage of the Dark Knights to collect the medicinal ingredients from the whole of District 7 and gather them in the region of Edge Creek Town.
But there was a problem.
How should he collect the medicinal ingredients after that?
How could he complete the final stage of transporting the ingredients from the Dark Knights' camp to Edge Creek Town's Scavenger Army?
Fang Heng admitted that he was greedy to death.
He had the idea of raising the honor points of the Scavenger Army to the peak, completing the current main storyline of District 7, and finding the mastermind behind the Scavenger Army.
Therefore, Fang Heng asked the Federation for a large amount of medicinal ingredients.
It would take a long time just to transport the sheer amount of ingredients from the Dark Knights' camp to Edge Creek Town by large trucks.
The Dark Knights were willing to help him send them to Edge Creek Town.
However, the Scavenger Army in Edge Creek Town was not very willing to see the Dark Knights.
Both sides would definitely fight, so he couldn't ask the Scavenger Army to help pick up the goods from the Dark Knights..
As for the zombies… they weren't speedy enough, and it wasn't safe, for the trucks could easily topple over with them at the wheel.
It was so troublesome!
Fang Heng was worried as he slowly walked toward the square.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Eh? Cheng Ya! They were still here? That's great! " Fang Heng smiled and walked toward Cheng Ya and the others.
"We've been discovered. " After learning that the person in front of him was the famous Fang Heng of District 8, Wei Chun felt an unprecedented pressure.
"Cheng Ya, Fang Heng is walking toward us. "
"Play it by ear. " Cheng Ya stood up as she spoke.