All 1,000 souls have been absorbed, and the experience value of elementary necromancy skills has begun to slowly increase again.
Fang Heng and Li Shaoqiang made a total calculation and continued to invest the points they earned, plus Li Shaoqiang's 200,000 contribution point investment increased by selling iron and steel, and purchased more than 30 more books of the dead.
There is only one goal.
Improve efficiency! Make money like crazy!
Fang Heng was in a very good mood.
And things like elementary soul bodies are necessities and hard currency. The market flows very fast and can be sold almost as soon as they change hands.
After these two days of spontaneous publicity by players, many players knew about Fang Heng, a wealthy man, and accepted the commission one after another. They came to report at 12 o'clock on time every day and came to work with Fang Heng.
For ordinary players, under ideal conditions, if they work hard, they can gain about 20-30 Lord God Points every day!
Isn’t this better than fighting to the death in a game?
The Hall of Sinking.
At noon, I once again saw the mighty team of more than 70 people accompanying Fang Heng. Pu Shi suddenly felt that his head was extremely heavy.
What are they going to do?
Are you planning to build a main base in the Sunken Corridor?
Recently, Pu Shi also heard about Fang Heng entrusting players to work in the Sunken Corridor.
Originally, it would be beneath my dignity to get involved in this kind of thing.
But Pu Shi never expected that Fang Heng could be so capable of causing trouble.
Among the group of people brought by Fang Heng, he even saw many scholars who had been promoted to intermediate levels of necromancy.
What the hell is this?
Pu Shi didn't want to talk any more or look at Fang Heng any more, so he waved his hand and motioned for Fang Heng to go in.
"Thank you, Master Pu Shi."
Fang Heng waved his hand and led the players behind him into the Corridor of Sinking.
After two consecutive days of testing, Fang Heng made many improvements and upgrades to the monster spawning plan.
Called the enhanced version 5.2 by Fang Heng.
Li Shaoqiang selected a relatively open area, set up a tent in the area, and set up a small number of red soul candles on the periphery to expel the soul body.
Then two players were specially hired to continuously transport holy water between the outside world and the Sunken Corridor to ensure a continuous supply of holy water.
I also specially obtained some bricks and built a simple reservoir at the monster spawning point at the corner.
Holy water is continuously transported in from the outside and poured into the reservoir.
After that, the sprinkler system was connected through the pipeline of the reservoir, and water was continuously sprayed on Fang Heng for 24 hours to ensure that the curse effect on Fang Heng could be quickly removed.
The next step is to consider building a temporary toilet.
After solving the problem of eating and drinking, Li Shaoqiang realized that it was a waste of time for players to go to the toilet.
Li Shaoqiang and Fang Hengyi agreed, and Fang Heng also expressed strong agreement.
But when they were about to take action, they were held tightly by Tan Shuo.
Considering that Master Pu Shi's anger level at that time was almost reaching its limit, the two gave up.
At this time, more than seventy players were seducing monsters at the same time, and Fang Heng was trapped in a corner by a large circle of primary soul bodies.
The Book of the Dead releases ripples of soul fragment energy harvesting soul bodies.
As investors, Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang sat aside and took notes.
Li Shaoqiang couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
Good guy! How much money can you make in one day?!
"Not quite right."
Tan Shuo flipped through the records, stopped the pen and paper in his hand, and looked solemn.
"what happened again?"
"The dead souls in the Sunken Hall appear too fast."
Li Shaoqiang raised his head and looked at Fang Heng's position, wondering: "Is it many?"
"More. Compared with late yesterday, the speed of soul bodies appearing is twice as fast as yesterday." Tan Shuo compared yesterday's data with a worried look on his face, "Is there something wrong?"
"Um... no way. How could something go wrong if Sinking Corridor is so awesome... You are just too timid and worry about nothing all day long."
Li Shaoqiang still felt that Tan Shuo thought too much. He patted Tan Shuo on the shoulder and said jokingly, "We can't collapse the Corridor of Sinking just because we farmed too many souls?"
Gu Chang
Tan Shuo swallowed carefully, looked at Fang Heng who was absorbing soul ripples in film after film, and said carefully: "Actually, I think it is possible."
"ha?"
Li Shaoqiang was about to say something when suddenly, there was a soft click in his ear.
"what's the situation?"
Li Shaoqiang was suddenly startled.
The candlelight of the candlesticks hanging on the wall dimmed one after another, and the entire Sinking Hall instantly became dim.
"laugh!!"
Before Li Shaoqiang could say anything, the candle burned again.
But this time, they all glowed with a dim yellow light.
"Huh?"
Fang Hengzheng had a great time killing monsters.
He was about to wait for this wave of contribution points to accumulate enough and go shopping, when something strange happened suddenly shocked him.
What's wrong?
…
In the Sinking Hall, Pu Shi was closing his eyes to rest.
He didn't like what Fang Heng did in the Corridor of Sinking.
The entire Sunken Corridor was filled with smoke and smoke.
Suddenly, Pu Shi's eyes opened instantly.
Almost at the same time, all the burning soul candles in the Sinking Hall dimmed at the same time.
Not good! Something happened!
It was the central seal that was touched!
Who could it be?
Pu Shi's heart sank, and he immediately raised his head and looked towards the wooden shelf on the right side of the room.
Five soul candles.
This means that there are currently a total of five high-level undead scholars still in the Sunken Corridor.
Theoretically, there are only five of them who have the ability to enter the central area alone.
Someone has a problem!
"There is a problem with the central seal. Immediately inform President Wayne, all vice-presidents and the Federation, keep a roster of all personnel, block the entrance and exit of the Sunken Corridor, completely seal the valve before the president arrives, and do not allow anyone to enter or leave. The rest will follow
Immediately I enter the Corridor of Sinking!"
"yes!!"
Pu Shi hurried to the Sunken Corridor with a group of high-level necromancy scholars responsible for guarding it.
He was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
Who is the one?
Who would take action against the seal?
Could it be Fang Heng?
Fang Heng's appearance appeared in Pu Shi's mind.
No, it's impossible. Entering Sinking is divided into three major areas: outer, middle, and inner areas, as well as the central area cloister. The admission qualifications are not disclosed to the public.
Even in the internal area, ordinary players need to go through a security assessment of at least ten years, and even go through a federal identity background check, and are only allowed to enter after confirming their identity...
This means that the other party has been involved in the association for ten years.
This is definitely not something a new player like Fang Heng can do.
At the same time, on the other side of the Sinking Corridor.
Fang Heng collected the last wave of undead and gathered with other players.
The players all realized something was wrong, stopped messing with monsters, gathered back, and discussed quietly together in twos and threes.
"what's the situation?"
"Why did the candle change color?"
"The soul candle in my hand seems to have not changed."
"Could it be maintenance..."
Li Shaoqiang walked to Fang Heng while thinking, lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Fang Heng, what did you do?"