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Chapter 945 Construction

 "That's it..."

Mo Jiawei heard the general idea from the side and couldn't help but said: "Damn, the mole that was finally caught is handed over to the Central Federation for disposal? Isn't this too easy for him?"

Li Shaoqiang also knew a little bit about this matter. He patted Mo Jiawei on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, before he is sent to the Central Federation, the inspection team will treat him well and keep everything in his mouth."

All of them were pried out and squeezed out of his life."

Li Qingran also had a layer of frost on his face, "The Undead Research Society will also leave him a profound lesson."

Fang Heng asked: "Where is Instructor Pu Shi? Is he okay?"

"The teacher was lucky enough to break through the lich form when he was near death. It will take some time to consolidate the state. Several hidden dangers in the body need to be eliminated as soon as possible. He is still in emergency retreat. After the retreat is completed in a while, his strength will be improved.

Leapfrog growth.”

Fang Heng sighed: "It's a pity. After breaking through the lich, the mentor's mental power has completely solidified, and there is no way to go further."

Li Qingran smiled gently, "Thank you for your concern for the teacher. In fact, the teacher didn't think anything. More than ten years ago, the teacher felt that he had exhausted his potential. Even if he struggled for decades, it would be difficult to make progress. Now he has completely stopped.

If you stop thinking about it and concentrate on research, you might get a blessing in disguise."

Fang Heng pointed at the association door behind him, which was blocked by two undead attendants. "Senior Qingran, I want to go in and meet Teacher Dicky. Can you take us in?"

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I can't get in either."

Li Qingran looked at the undead attendants blocking the door, and said apologetically: "There were serious sabotage incidents within the association before, which damaged the magic circle that blocked the cracks in the death world. Now the entire undead research association has entered the first level of martial law.

In this state, several instructors are working hard to repair the entrance to the dead world. Even if you go in now, it will be difficult to see instructor Dicky."

"That's it..."

"But Teacher Dicky will go out on patrol every afternoon at about four o'clock. You should be able to find him during this time."

Fang Heng looked at the time.

It was only half past ten in the morning.

The good news is that you don't have to wait until tomorrow, you can find Mr. Dicky in the afternoon.

Li Qingran sent an invitation to Fang Heng, "Wait a minute I will lead a team out on a mission to inspect and repair the magic circle. The Undead Research Association will give us a certain amount of points to settle. Do you want to join us? Everyone misses you."

"Um?"

Fang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

Cooperation? Li Qingran’s team?

What a coincidence! Isn’t it true that everything that is missing is coming!

Fang Heng carefully looked around, looked at Li Qingran with burning eyes, lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Senior Qingran, I have a cooperation project here, and I need your team to help. You can definitely make money after the project is completed."

What do you think if you get at least twice the points?"

"Earn points for cooperative projects?" Li Qingran looked at Fang Heng strangely, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, "I don't have anything to do with it, and everyone is willing to believe you, but why are you so sneaky? What shouldn't you do?

Bad thing, right?"

"Hahaha."

Fang Heng smiled sheepishly, waved his hand and said, "No, no, this project is guaranteed to be fine, don't you still believe me?"



More than an hour later, Li Shaoqiang opened a temporary authorization channel for Beihe Heavy Industry as a recommender, and Fang Heng received the federal task of purifying the dead world atmosphere in the name of Beihe Heavy Industry.

The necromancy team of about fifty people followed Fang Heng to the area on the right outside the federal temporary camp.

This area is a mission area occupied by Oro Games.

Since it was a large-scale mission, there were five members of the federal team following the team as mission supervisors.

Players from Oro Game Company who were on guard outside the predetermined area saw Fang Heng's aggressive group of people at the entrance and immediately felt something was wrong.

These people look familiar.

Good guys, they brought a group of high-level necromancy players here to find a place?

Naturally, they did not dare to stop him and immediately informed the person in charge of the company through a short-distance intercom.

Due to communication delays, it took more than 20 minutes for Jiang Wanwan, the head of Oro Game Company, to get the news.

High-level players of the Undead Association? More than thirty?

Jiang Wanwan immediately realized the trouble.

It seems like this is the end of the stick.

As a top ten large company, Oro Company still has thousands of high-level gamer employees on its payroll.

But conflicting with so many high-level players from the Undead Research Association?

No need!

There's really no need to go to such great lengths!

Jiang Wanwan thinks clearly.

Someone who has such a close relationship with the Federation and the Undead Research Association is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

She quickly prepared to admit defeat and beg for mercy.

Surrender and lose half.

They are all doing business, so keep your head down and there is no shame in it.

The worst case scenario is to fire the two idiot supervisors who just offended the boss.

Anyway, this is not the first time this kind of overturn happened.

When it comes to bullying the weak and taking advantage of the situation, Oro Company is very proficient and has a lot of talent.

Jiang Wanwan was immediately ready to bow his head and admit his mistake.

At worst, I'll give you some compensation.

Fang Heng didn't know that Oro Game Company had given up, and the player team didn't go very deep. They stopped after entering the area that Oro Game Company was responsible for.

Then, the players of the Undead Research Society quickly cleaned up the undead creatures wandering around.

Fang Heng walked up to everyone and spread a pre-prepared drawing on the ground.

"Excuse me, everyone, let's start arranging the magic circle according to this drawing."

Players from the Undead Research Association came over to take a look out of curiosity.

The eyes of several players who were proficient in magic circles suddenly lit up.

One player reacted immediately, turned around and said with a smile: "Boss Fang, does this pattern look familiar?"

"Haha, does it look familiar?"

More and more players came to their senses, "Boss Fang, isn't this the magic circle we used in the Corridor of Sinking before? The kind of magic circle that can absorb the breath of the dead?"

"Yes, it's almost the same thing, but slightly modified this time?"

"Boss Fang is quite awesome."

Everyone in the Undead Research Association had realized what Fang Heng was going to do, and they all looked surprised.

"Boss Fang, are you planning to do that again?"

"That's right, you should be able to get a lot of rewards by purifying a large amount of the breath of the dead, right?" Fang Heng chuckled, "Brothers, this time the magic circle is an enlarged version, and the effect is better than the previous one in the Corridor of Sinking.

Even better, it shouldn’t be a big problem for us to work together to complete the magic circle, right?"

"Of course it's no problem! Leave it to us! It's an easy job."

"Wow, wow, wow! Boss Fang is still awesome!"

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