Chapter 46: A Big Shopping Spree

"Great God, the game will open the server transfer system for players below level 5 the day after tomorrow. The new hires from my company will also be transferring into District 8 from elsewhere."

Taking advantage of a break from hauling ore, Zhou Yi bid farewell to Fang Heng.

"When the time comes, we plan to leave this forest area and develop elsewhere."

Zhou Yi had suffered significant setbacks during this period.

After calming down, he thought carefully about the future development of his game company and finally decided to seek a different path.

Fang Heng would most likely expand outward with the prison area as his center; this entire region was bound to be monopolized by him.

It was a joke!

All the nearby resources were being scooped up by the Great God!

If they stayed here, they would have nothing, and they might even cause displeasure to the Great God.

Rather than that, it was better to find a new place to develop.

Of course, that was only one of the reasons.

Zhou Yi had held an emergency meeting at the company that morning, and they unanimously agreed that given the domineering nature of the 'Dawn Game Guild,' they would definitely set their sights on the prison.

The prison was a piece of prime meat!

Combined with the powerful external defenses and the first super-large shelter Fang Heng had established in the game...

Not to mention, there was a Doomsday Merchant camp nearby.

A golden start!

No one could resist such temptation!

If the Federation learned about this prison, they would surely be tempted to try and buy it for a massive sum.

To say nothing of the unscrupulous 'Dawn.'

When the time came, there would inevitably be a battle between 'Dawn' and Fang Heng.

Dawn was a powerful game guild, but Fang Heng was not someone to be trifled with either.

Zhou Yi felt this would be a war of attrition.

Regardless of who won or lost, it would impact a developing small company like theirs.

Staying here would only drag them into the mire.

Moving to a new location was the optimal solution.

Fang Heng didn't think that far ahead.

"That's a pity. I was hoping to cooperate for a bit longer."

"It's alright. We can continue to cooperate in the future."

"The location for the new shelter has been decided. Once we have vehicles, it will only take half a day's drive to get here. Let's keep in touch; contact me anytime if you need help."

"As for the next couple of days, I will continue searching for mineral deposits nearby."

Fang Heng nodded in agreement.

"Good luck. I'll have Liao Bufan prepare the food and supplies I promised you earlier. If I'm not around, you can go directly to the prison to find him."

This was the deal Fang Heng had previously made with Zhou Yi.

In exchange for food and basic supplies, Zhou Yi would help him survey the terrain around the prison and search for potential mineral deposits.

Initially, Fang Heng didn't have him scout for minerals to exchange for Survival Points, but rather for future strategic reserves.

While other players were still busy building shelters and there was no competition, Fang Heng could act ahead of time, letting his zombie clones mine first to stockpile various resources.

In any case, the underground shelter he was building was large enough to store a massive amount of supplies.

Seeing that his zombie clones had finished gathering supplies, Fang Heng issued a mass suicide command to them before they returned to the Doomsday Merchant camp.

At Fang Heng's current character level, zombies would respawn 20 hours after death.

Tomorrow, he would head to Hope Town, about 200 kilometers away from the camp, to complete a mission.

After all, the zombie clones moved too slowly; walking there would be a massive waste of time.

The simplest method was to have them commit suicide; 20 hours later, they would automatically respawn beside him.

...

After a bumpy ride in the truck, Fang Heng finally arrived back at the merchant camp before sunset.

The NPC porters were already used to it; seeing Fang Heng arrive, they rushed over to help unload the goods.

The Doomsday Camp was a scene of bustling activity.

Wirtel also stepped out from his small hut.

"Fang Heng, Mr. Qiu was asking me about you earlier. This is the first time he's shown interest in a stranger. How did you do it?"

"Uh... I gave him some experimental materials."

Wirtel slapped his forehead, realizing, "So that's it. His head is filled with nothing but experiments."

Fang Heng shrugged as his game log began to scroll rapidly again.

[Prompt: You have submitted 300 units of coal ore to Doomsday Merchant Wirtel. You have gained 600 Survival Points.]

[Prompt: You have completed the mission.]

[Prompt: Your friendship with Doomsday Merchant Wirtel has increased.]

[Prompt: You have submitted 300 units of coal ore to Doomsday Merchant Wirtel. You have gained 600 Survival Points.]

[Prompt: You have completed the mission]...

The prompts scrolled for a full ten minutes before the porters finished emptying the truck.

Fang Heng checked his backpack.

On this trip, he had earned a total of 35,000 Survival Points.

The demand for coal in the Doomsday Camp was much higher than for wooden planks, so the mission could continue.

Fang Heng opened Wirtel's trading interface to purchase items.

[Item: Standard Shotgun] Type: Firearm Additional Skill: Recoil Skill Description: After attacking with this weapon, there is a 60% chance of a 1-second stagger, and the accuracy of the attack is reduced by 60%. Description 1: A firearm capable of dealing massive damage at close range. The downside is its short range and high recoil, making it difficult for ordinary people to use. Description 2: Can be equipped if Strength reaches 6.5; the accuracy reduction effect of the 'Recoil' skill is removed if Strength reaches 8; if Strength reaches 10, the user is completely immune to the effects of the 'Recoil' skill.

Having completed a mission, Fang Heng's current Strength had reached 10.8, allowing him to use the shotgun easily and ignore all recoil.

Bought!

[Item: Standard Bulletproof Vest] Type: Equipment Defense: +10 Description 1: Wearing a bulletproof vest can effectively reduce damage taken from gunfire. Provided, of course, that you aren't headshot. Description 2: Made of special materials with a composite protective structure; it provides decent defense even if your torso is unfortunately caught by a zombie. Description 3: It is muggy in the summer; wearing this will make you sweat more easily, making you feel more heat and thirst.

[Item: Butcher's Machete] Type: Weapon Grade: Rare Damage: 30-60 Description 1: A machete left behind by the death of the butcher, Antu. It is imbued with the butcher's resentment; when attacking zombie creatures, it deals additional damage equal to the player's current Strength and has a chance to trigger a 'Dismemberment' effect. Description 2: Due to the extreme weight of the machete, usage requires a player Strength of 9.5 and Constitution of 8.5.

Fang Heng licked his lips.

This machete had powerful attributes; he had seen it the last time he was here.

Unfortunately, his personal attributes weren't high enough to equip it then.

Now, his 10.8 Strength met the requirements.

[Item: Whetstone] Type: Consumable Description: After use, temporarily adds 20 damage to blades and similar weapons.

[Item: Small Explosive Pack] Type: Consumable Description: Produces a powerful explosion after a 5-minute timer, dealing massive damage to creatures and buildings within range. Please use with caution.

[Item: Molotov Cocktail] Type: Consumable Description: Throw the Molotov cocktail to deal area-of-effect continuous fire damage.

[Prompt: You have obtained Standard Shotgun *1, Shotgun Shells *350, Standard Bulletproof Vest *1, Molotov Cocktails *10, Butcher's Machete *1, Whetstones *5, Small Explosive Packs *3.]

With the purchase complete, only 2,000 of today's 35,000 Survival Points remained.

The sun had already set, and Fang Heng didn't have time to return to the prison, so he decided to stay and rest in the Doomsday Camp for the night.

"Today's on me. I'll treat you to drinks tonight."

Wirtel had made a fortune today. He chuckled and gave his big customer a free stay, even leaving him a luxurious single-person hut.