After the team was completely disbanded, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo sneaked towards Fang Heng.
Li Shaoqiang carefully looked around, leaned over, and whispered in Fang Heng's ear: "Boss Fang, you have got all the goods you brought out from the Sunken Corridor. You can go sell them quickly."
"Ah, yes, sales!"
Fang Heng also reacted and stopped thinking about those messy things.
Everything costs money.
He is short of money right now!
The kind who are short of big money!
"Well, let's go to the Hall of the Dead together. I've already said hello to my friends in the trading area over there in advance." Zu
Li Shaoqiang said hello and led two teams of federal coolies to transport the Book of the Dead to the trading area of the Hall of the Dead for unloading.
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During this period, due to the lack of Fang Heng's assistance, the concentration of the aura of death in the area increased rapidly, and the Federation had to seek help from outsiders everywhere.
These invited outsiders lacked a place to settle, so after communication between several parties, the Hall of the Dead area was reopened.
At this time, a large part of the Hall of the Dead were outsiders invited by the Federation.
Seeing Fang Heng and his group pushing the thick Book of the Dead, the players in the Hall of the Dead cast strange glances at them.
Fang Heng naturally ignored it.
Making money was important, so they immediately split up. While Li Shaoqiang was taking people to sell goods, Fang Heng followed him to the independent trading counter to see if there was anything he wanted.
The trading items in the Undead Association exchange are guaranteed by the Undead Research Association as a third-party, and only offline transactions are allowed.
This time Fang Heng gained a lot of benefits from the trial in the Barbarian Realm, but most of them could not be brought out of the game and most of the equipment he had were related to sacred science, so they could not be realized quickly.
Because he still owed the foreign debt of Lord God points, Fang Heng couldn't afford it, so he could only check it on his tablet computer.
It would be best if you could find the coordinates of the mid-level game world in the trading yard.
Fang Heng searched within the exchange platform through keywords, which felt like online shopping.
"No, it's useless"
"The effect of this is not very good. It can be used barely... Damn it, it's so expensive..."
Fang Hengzheng was muttering quietly while searching, and suddenly found that the surrounding area seemed to have suddenly become quiet.
what happened?
Finding something strange, Fang Heng couldn't help but turn his head and look outside, frowning slightly.
A group of people wearing holy court attire entered the Hall of the Dead led by two federal soldiers.
Their appearance caused most of the Hall of the Dead to fall into a brief silence.
The scholars of the undead have always been hostile to the Holy Court, although most of the time the scholars of the undead treat them as if they do not exist and ignore them.
But if people come in front of you, they will naturally not look good on you.
The moment Fang Heng glanced at everyone, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the female player in the center of the team.
The woman has beautiful long golden hair, blue eyes with gentleness, and exudes a holy aura under the light-colored dress.
The sacred power fluctuations released with every movement of his hands are extremely conspicuous in the Hall of the Dead.
A little doubt flashed in Fang Heng's eyes.
Judging from her hair color and eye color, she shouldn't be from the Federal Eastern District.
A dozen paladins escorted Viona.
There was a bit of arrogance and domineering in their eyes.
Are these all people from the Holy Court?
Strange, how dare they come? Are they really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"Don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble..."
Fang Heng muttered a few words secretly, then withdrew his gaze and continued to lower his head to check the exchange information.
Unfortunately, he rummaged around and couldn't find any props related to realm passages or transplanted creatures.
I did find a lot of small toys related to necromancy.
But they are all expensive and the results are mediocre.
Fang Heng was thinking about it when a hand from behind patted his shoulder, "Boss Fang, I've been looking for you for a while, so you're hiding here alone?"
"Um?"
Fang Heng looked up and looked around, and found that most people in the hall had left, and it suddenly became a lot deserted.
"You're back so soon? Have you got all the goods?"
"Hey, let's not talk about it for now. You can make money and pay off debts anytime. We people in necromancy have been bullied to death by others!"
Li Shaoqiang came over in a hurry to bring reinforcements. He pulled Fang Heng and ran towards the right side of the Hall of the Dead.
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
Fang Heng followed Li Shaoqiang in a hurry to the square outside the Hall of the Dead, and saw a group of people gathering in the center of the square, forming a large circle.
The Holy Court group that they had seen before were surrounded in the center.
Many people were whispering, and Tan Shuo and two necromancy scholars were also pointing.
Fang Heng couldn't help but feel a little more anxious. He moved forward curiously and asked, "What's going on? Is there a fight now?"
"These people in the Holy Court are deliberately looking for trouble."
Tan Shuo witnessed the entire fight, and Fang Heng whispered from beside him: "It's okay to swagger into the Hall of the Dead and provoke me. I was arrogant along the way. Some seniors couldn't stand it, and they clashed with them, and then they started to move.
He raised his hand and said he was making gestures." Zu
Fang Heng raised his head when he heard this.
In the square, a young man dressed as a paladin, with a look of disdain and ridicule on his face, looked around at the necromancy scholars present with a disgusting look.
"Any competition is unfair at all. The sacred science itself has great restraint on our necromancy."
Fang Heng agreed with this.
He had tried it several times in the Corridor of Sinking before, and the sacred system was very effective against the king spirit system.
Players from the Necromology side who challenged them failed one after another, and the people gathered around felt even more unhappy.
"Boss Fang, these people are so damn useless." Li Shaoqiang said angrily from the side, "Why don't you do me a favor and go up and teach them a lesson?"
"Huh? Me?" Fang Heng quickly shook his head and refused, "I won't go."
Just now you said you should keep a low profile, now you have to show off?
"Ah? Why?"
Li Shaoqiang didn't expect Fang Heng to refuse directly, and couldn't help being surprised.
He had previously accompanied Fang Heng through the test of the Sinking Corridor, and he had a good understanding of Fang Heng's strength.
In his opinion, with Fang Heng's strength, wouldn't it be easy to defeat the paladin in front of him?
Isn’t this a great opportunity to gain reputation in the Undead Research Society?
While they were in shock, the two young necromancy scholars who came up to challenge were kicked out by the Paladin and fell heavily to the ground.
"That's it? Isn't there anyone more powerful than them? If they were all at this level, there would be no need to come up here and waste time."
The paladin guard was even more arrogant, looking around, "Forget it, scholars of necromancy are just like that."
From the beginning to the end, Viona, who was surrounded by the Holy Court and her entourage, did not speak. She stood quietly behind the Paladin with a gentle smile on her face.
She didn't even look at the necromancy scholars around her, and it seemed like she didn't take them into consideration at all.