"Su Bureau, since we already know the plan of the Twelve Chaebols, why not stop them in advance? He will bring great security risks to people's lives."
Su Shoujiang looked at Guan Ming, paused, and asked instead, "Have you ever heard of the 'Pure Land Project'?"
Guan Ming raised his eyebrows.
"I've heard of this name, Bureau Su. What kind of plan is this?"
"This plan has been prepared for more than thirty years. I don't know the specific content, but I heard that there have been major changes to this plan recently." Guan Ming stood up from behind his desk.
He picked up the coat hanging on the chair and put it on, "The development of the Northern Federation is closely related to the Twelve Chaebols. In recent years, the hands of the Twelve Chaebols have stretched out longer and longer, and they have also penetrated a lot into our Eastern Federation."
"As far as we know now, many people within the bureau have been bribed by the Twelve Financial Groups, and many anti-federal forces lurking in the dark will also take advantage of this invasion of the world to stir up trouble."
"This is a good opportunity for us to lure the snake out of its hole and take advantage of this opportunity to completely eliminate the hidden dangers lurking in our Eastern Region."
"Instructions from superiors, all this is for the preliminary preparations for the Pure Land Project."
Su Shoujiang said as he walked past Guan Ming and patted him on the shoulder, "Now that we're done talking about work, let's go and have supper at our old place, the century-old mutton restaurant across the street."
Su Shoujiang took two steps forward and found Guan Ming standing still.
"What? Any other questions?"
"But..." Guan Ming is still a little worried, "But Brother Su, once the passage between the game and the world is opened, monsters will invade our East District, and the lives of a large number of innocent people may be threatened."
Su Shoujiang narrowed his eyes.
"Sacrifice is necessary. All we can do is obey and then do our best to protect the people. Do you understand?"
Guan Ming looked solemn and nodded: "Yes! Director!"
"Okay, I have a very important task for you. Come with me and we'll talk while eating..."
…
It lasted five hours and collected a total of 652 souls.
Fang Heng calculated the profits.
His mental strength has not yet reached its limit, but the newly hired players can no longer run, and they are lying on the ground tiredly one by one.
"Today's employment ends here. In one hour, you can go to the entrustment center to settle the additional bonus. We will continue to come here at 12 noon tomorrow. If you are interested, you can continue to participate."
Are you coming tomorrow?
Nothing can happen.
You should take a good rest at home for a day and relax.
Dong Jiachen felt heartbroken.
After running for a whole afternoon, Dong Jiachen believed that he had done more exercise than this in a year.
He now feels that his legs are extremely sore, and his feet feel a little wobbly even when he walks.
"Next time, definitely next time."
Watching Dong Jiachen and his group of players helping each other leave, Fang Heng rubbed his shoulders and stacked more than forty books of the dead on the shelf.
"Fang Heng," Li Shaoqiang was still a little worried. He looked at Fang Heng, "What should we do next? What should we do with these books of the dead?"
"Hey, leave the rest to me. You're tired after a hard day. Let's go back first. You all should go to bed early today."
After fooling the worried Li Shao, Fang Heng pushed the cart back to the room alone.
After closing the door to the room, Fang Heng took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, stacked the books of the dead together, and put them into the space-time jump backpack grid.
Close your eyes.
A blood-red magic circle condensed and hovered at Fang Heng's feet.
Opening his eyes again, Fang Heng appeared in the game.
Lines of game prompts flashed across the retina in front of my eyes.
[Tip: During the time you were offline, your zombie clones cleaned up the second underground area of the quarantine area, killing a total of first-level alienated zombies*14733, second-level alienated zombies*10764, and third-level alienated zombies*245].
Not bad, the zombies have completed cleaning up the second floor of the quarantine area.
Guli
After killing so many, a lot of evolutionary crystals should have been exploded. It shouldn't be difficult to collect a hundred first-order evolutionary crystals.
Don't worry about it for now, wait until next time when you are free, we can go there together to collect the evolution crystals.
For now, let’s deal with soul encapsulation first.
Thinking about it, Fang Heng gave the instructions to the zombie clones to continue searching the third underground floor, and then returned to the prison basement.
Basement, newly divided zombie factory area.
Counting the multipliers, 196 zombie clones stood in a row in the empty factory area.
Making a soul body is not complicated.
Making raw materials requires a soul container, which is a specially made bottle that can hold clean souls.
What Fang Heng had to do was to remove the impurities from the soul body, erase the remaining sanity, and then seal it completely inside the bottle.
Give it a try!
Fang Heng tried to control a zombie clone to step forward and pick up the Book of the Dead and the bottle placed on the ground.
[Tip: Your zombie clone is encapsulating the soul body].
[Tip: Current encapsulation success rate: 43%].
A long message appeared above the zombie clone's head.
Done!
Seeing the reading article begin to move slowly, Fang Heng felt that the wave was stable.
Each soul encapsulation takes about two hours, considering the probability of failure...
Fang Heng groped his chin and began to control the zombies to complete the soul encapsulation assembly line.
The trouble is that he needs to return to reality and the game every once in a while, bringing the Book of the Dead and the bottles needed for sealing back to the prison asylum again and again.
Just as I was thinking about how to improve my efficiency, another game prompt flashed across my retina.
[Tip: Your survival radio received an emergency communication].
Fang Heng opened the emergency communication and looked at it, his heart moved.
A bit unexpected.
It turned out to be a communication message from Lao Hei.
[Old Hei: Fang Heng, congratulations, do you still remember me as an old friend? Come and have a chat if it’s convenient? I’m just outside your prison shelter].
Indeed, I haven't seen that guy for a long time.
It is very rare that Lao Hei was not involved in the sabotage operation of Night Owl District 7 this time.
Has he fallen out of favor?
Fang Heng thought and typed quickly.
[Fang Heng: Give me the coordinates, we’ll be there soon].
After getting the coordinate point, Fang Heng let the zombie clones encapsulate their souls and rushed towards the coordinate point given by Lao Hei.
…
Not far from the prison shelter, Lao Hei was sitting on a large raised rock on the plain.
"Hey, Fang Heng, you're fine."
Seeing Fang Heng from afar, Lao Hei waved and said hello, "It's quite difficult to contact you. Are you busy with Anguitas recently?"
"You know quite a lot."
Lao Hei jumped down from the big rock and stood opposite Fang Heng, "Congratulations on getting the seventh district. I have something I want you to help me with."
"Oh? What's the matter? Let's talk about it first."