Fang Heng had no time to worry about the game logs; his eyes were fixed intently on the entrance of the restaurant.
Ordinary zombies posed no threat to him at all!
His zombie clones had no energy bars and no stamina bars.
They could output continuous attacks twenty-four hours a day without consuming any ammunition!
These invading ordinary zombies were no different from a conveyor belt delivering experience points.
They wouldn't bring even a shred of pressure to Fang Heng.
Even if there were hundreds of thousands of zombies outside, he wouldn't be afraid, provided they kept coming to deliver themselves and didn't collapse the entire building.
What Fang Heng worried about most now were the mutated zombies!
His current zombie clones were not yet capable of withstanding the attacks of mutated zombies; if they encountered one, they would definitely be counter-killed!
And once the number of zombie clones decreased to a certain point, his defensive line would collapse.
Holding his shotgun, Fang Heng stared at the entrance.
After a period of gameplay, Fang Heng had already integrated most of this body's memories regarding the game.
By observing the movements and subtle gestures of the zombies, he could distinguish their forms and types.
Combined with his enhanced perception!
"Here they come!"
Mutated Zombie—Physical Reinforcement!
The mutated zombie, hidden among the crowd of ordinary zombies, had just stepped through the door when a figure flashed past its side.
A dark gun barrel was aimed directly at its head.
"BOOM!!!"
Fang Heng pulled the trigger.
Half of the mutated zombie's head was blasted apart by the shotgun at close range!
It was a bloody mess!
The mutated zombie with the physical reinforcement attribute was still not dead; its body began to tilt backward.
"Quite tanky," Fang Heng muttered softly, pulling the trigger once more.
"BOOM!"
The second shot completely pulverized the remaining half of the mutated zombie's head into fragments!
After clearing the mutated zombie from the crowd, Fang Heng quickly retreated.
"Impressive."
Fang Heng couldn't help but marvel at the enhancement effects brought by his physical attributes.
In the past, killing a mutated zombie would never have been this effortless.
"I expect to collect quite a few crystal fragments this time. I'll see if Qiu Yaokang has any other enhancement potions..."
...
At 9:00 PM, the sky had turned completely dark.
Hao Zhou and the others had returned to the Federation's temporary warehouse early to seek shelter.
The group sat around a campfire.
No one was in high spirits; everyone was somewhat silent.
As soon as they returned to the warehouse, they immediately tried to find Lao Hei.
But Lao Hei had vanished without a trace.
He could not be contacted, neither online nor offline.
As for Fang Heng, Hao Zhou had also tried sending him messages, but there had been no response.
Everyone felt that Fang Heng's situation was dire.
In the game, sending friend messages through the Survival Radio had significant limitations.
If a friend was outside a certain distance or currently offline (including death), even if a message was sent, they would not receive it.
And as the sender, Hao Zhou had no way of knowing whether Fang Heng had actually received the message.
Sister Li broke the silence, asking, "Still no news from Fang Heng?"
Hao Zhou shook his head.
"It's been so long without a reply; I'm afraid the news won't be good."
Kunba clenched his fists, feeling a heavy tightness in his chest.
Not only had they failed to complete the mission after a whole day of work, but they had also lost a teammate; the thought was agonizing.
Everyone's mood was low.
When they escaped the town, they had seen with their own eyes that so many zombies were swarming toward the community hospital, surrounding it so densely that it was completely impassable.
The impact of the explosion was far stronger than they had anticipated.
Seeing that scene, Hao Zhou had immediately felt regret; he regretted agreeing to leave Fang Heng there alone.
Putting himself in Fang Heng's shoes—if it were him, he wouldn't be able to think of any way to survive in such a state!
But Hao Zhou still held a sliver of hope for Fang Heng.
What if? What if he could do it?
What if he had some special equipment or items...
Hao Zhou sighed inwardly.
"Everyone is tired today. You guys should log off and rest first. I'll stay a bit longer and try to contact Lao Hei and Fang Heng again."
Just as he was speaking, Hao Zhou suddenly froze. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately opened the Survival Radio to check.
Fang Heng: *Thanks, I'm fine. I've already adjusted the recording. I'll find a chance to give it to you after I log off. Leave me an email address.*
Overjoyed, Hao Zhou immediately replied with his email address.
"What is it? Did you find something? Did Lao Hei reply?"
"No."
Hao Zhou looked up, his eyes regaining their excitement.
"It's Fang Heng! He's fine! That's great! He even completed the mission!"
Sister Li was surprised at first, but her expression then softened.
She nodded. "As long as he's okay."
"Clap!"
The brothers Kunba and Kunta were even more excited, high-fiving each other and regaining their smiles.
"Bro, I knew he'd be fine!"
"Haha, that guy really has ways. To be able to escape from a situation like that..."
"Needless to say, his gear has always been pretty good. Those zombies can't touch him."
"Hahahahaha!"
Kunba was very happy. He turned and asked, "Hao Zhou, where is he now?"
"I don't know. He asked me to leave an email; he'll send me the recording of the generator set explosion when he has time after logging off."
Kunba nodded, but then he felt something was slightly off.
He asked in surprise, "Huh? Wait, if he's already out, why hasn't he come directly to find us?"
"Hmm?"
This question caused the group, who had been quite happy, to suddenly fall silent again.
As if by some strange impulse, they all turned their heads toward the direction of Hope Town at the same time.
"Could it be..."
"Are you trying to say he's still inside the community hospital?"
"What else? Otherwise, why wouldn't he come directly to us to claim the rewards?"
Hao Zhou opened his mouth.
Was he still alone, guarding the town hospital?
"I'll ask."
Hao Zhou immediately contacted Fang Heng again, and everyone crowded around the Survival Radio to watch.
Hao Zhou: *Are you still in the hospital? What's the situation? Do you want us to come back and save you?*
Fang Heng: *Yeah, I'm still here. No need to come for me. I'm doing very well right now. I'll find a chance to log off and send the video to you guys later.*
Seeing Fang Heng's reply on the Survival Radio, everyone fell into silence once more.
Guarding that town hospital alone, surrounded by hundreds of layers of zombies...
And he was doing "very well"?
He even had the leisure to find time to log off and send a video file to Hao Zhou?
What kind of operation was this?
Just how strong was he?
Hao Zhou and the others found it incomprehensible.
Kunta scratched his head and asked, "Bro, what kind of gear could let him hold out in there for so long?"
Kunba shook his head.
He couldn't think of an answer either.
The Focused Flamethrower was one possibility, but a player's backpack was only so large; it was impossible to carry that much fuel in.
Besides, the Focused Flamethrower had a cooldown limit and couldn't be used for extended periods.
Hao Zhou gave a bitter smile and said, "To be precise, the question is: where did he get so many high-level weapons?"
The group looked at each other.
Sister Li joked, "I think he must have emptied out the Doomsday Merchant's camp."
"Empty the Doomsday camp?" Hao Zhou laughed as well. "Don't tell me he's related to the Doomsday Merchant."
The brothers Kunba and Kunta turned to look at Hao Zhou simultaneously.
"Is he not?"
(End of Chapter)