Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 2542  Gathering

Upon returning to the Zombie Apocalypse world, Fang Heng immediately arranged for his followers to settle in. He then wasted no time in actively controlling his zombie clones to grind for academic skill experience.

With the three major academic skills' levels reset to zero, it had an impact on his strength, so he needed to level them up quickly. Adjusting the production line was also a cumbersome task.

By the time Fang Heng finally got everything sorted out, it was already the afternoon of the next day. He had been grinding for a whole day and night without realizing it.

In the meantime, Ji Xiaobo had received news of his return and couldn't wait to rush back, bursting with excitement, "Brother Fang! You're back! I've heard all about it! You triggered the death knight space and went into Empress Persephone's mausoleum, right?"

"Hahaha! That's incredible! The Holy Court sent so many pursuers after you, and they couldn't do anything! You sent them all fleeing!"

Ji Xiaobo's eyes sparkled with unprecedented excitement.

Fang Heng had truly brought honor to their undead faction!

Not to mention the Holy Court, even those old-timers in charge of the undead faction were thoroughly suppressed by Fang Heng in the death realm.

Fang Heng nodded lightly and replied, "It seems you all have already guessed."

"Yeah, four days ago we finished our exploration of the death realm and returned safely. The higher-ups in the undead faction are waiting for you. They have something very important to discuss."

"Waiting specifically for me?"

Fang Heng raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit surprised.

It was likely to inquire about the death realm situation, but so many people waiting for him?

Was it really that important?

Aren't the higher-ups in the undead faction just a bunch of scholars obsessed with researching death? What could they possibly have that was so significant?

Curious, Fang Heng asked, "Do you know what it is?"

"It might be related to the Death God. They probably want to leverage your strength to explore Empress Persephone's mausoleum in the death realm again!"

Ji Xiaobo nodded, continuing, "Fang Heng, the Death God hasn't appeared for hundreds of years. It's said that the Death God is the only known creature that a human can possess and can pass through the passage into the death realm without being affected!"

"Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo were called in three days ago," Ji Xiaobo said, unable to contain his excitement.

"Brother Fang, I have a strong premonition that our Necromancer Association is really about to make a big move! The older generation already knows you're back and wants me to convince you to return as soon as possible."

"Alright, just give me a little more time. I'll join you soon."

Fang Heng first helped Luo Xu and the other believers settle in, instructing Luo Xu to set up the hell magic array. Then he double-checked the status of his zombie clones, ensuring they were efficiently grinding experience. After fixing a few minor bugs and confirming that the assembly line was running smoothly, he finally followed Ji Xiaobo into the undead world—Miyisca Fortress.

...

In the advanced game world of the undead, at Miyisca Fortress, the high-level council of the undead faction had gathered.

Among the crowd, five players had also been invited to the meeting.

This included Feudal Lord Annie and Shi Lipeng. The latter was currently leading a team of players in battle against the Holy Court.

Under the guidance of his teacher, Shi Lipeng approached the instructors of the high undead council, one by one. It had been many years since so many high-ranking members of the undead faction had gathered in one place.

As Shi Lipeng encountered most of the council members today, he couldn't help but feel a sense of puzzlement.

What was going on?

This group of individuals possessed immense power, usually remaining unseen as they focused on their research. Today, however, they all had emerged.

If their combined strength was immeasurable, why hadn't they joined the battlefield sooner? Why had the Holy Court been so arrogant?

As Shi Lipeng pondered these thoughts, excitement welled up within him.

Was it possible that the undead faction had finally made up their minds?

Were they ready to fight back?!

After a round of greetings to all the elders, Shi Lipeng took his seat beside his teacher and could no longer hold back his curiosity, "Teacher, why has the high council of the undead gathered? Are we planning to formally go to war with the Holy Court?"

"Go to war?"

The teacher was taken aback by Shi Lipeng's question and waved his hand, "No, Shi Lipeng, you misunderstood. We are not gathering here today for the Holy Court."

"Not the Holy Court?"

Shi Lipeng felt a pang of disappointment but quickly masked his emotions, "Then what is it for? Teacher, has something significant happened in the undead faction recently?"

"Well, it's specifically because of the death realm."

The teacher nodded gently and continued, "Someone has successfully advanced to become a Death God."

What!

A Death God?!

Shi Lipeng's pupils constricted.

He had heard the teacher mention the Death God before.

It was said that the Death God was the protector of order in the death realm, with an inheritance tracing back to Empress Persephone. However, with her disappearance, the death realm had gradually fallen into decline, leaving the Death Gods in an increasingly dire situation.

Moreover, advancing to become a Death God was no simple feat. It required passing through Persephone's trial, a process that was extremely challenging, often with a success rate of less than one percent.

What was even more concerning was that once one advanced to become a Death God, an imprint from Empress Persephone would remain in their sea of consciousness, subjecting them to the control of her former subordinates.

Given these factors, the higher council of the undead faction had decided to seal off all channels for advancing to Death God to protect the new generation of necromancy scholars, keeping the secrets surrounding the Death Gods known only to a select few inheritors.

In such an environment, it was astonishing that someone had dared to advance to a Death God.

And not just that—they had succeeded!

Shi Lipeng couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. He lowered his voice and asked softly, "Which elder from the undead council was it?"

"No, it's not just any elder, I think you might have heard of his name," the teacher said, his eyes glinting with approval. "It's Fang Heng and his two companions."

Fang Heng?!

Shi Lipeng's pupils constricted in shock.

It turned out to be a player!

He had met Fang Heng once.

Fang Heng's strength had impressed him greatly, leaving him in awe. Though he was reluctant to admit it, he knew full well that not choosing to collaborate with Fang Heng back then had cost him significantly.

It was one of the few decisions in his life he deeply regretted.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Lipeng quickly processed the news and continued, "But, teacher, becoming a Death God means being subject to the Empress's control, and one has to complete special missions. I've heard that the higher the tier of the Death God, the more difficult the missions become. If one fails, their strength could diminish rapidly."

"Yes, that's true. However, we've already spoken with Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo. According to their feedback, the missions are not too difficult for them right now. The death knights are also missing in action in the battles against the Holy Court, so at least for now, they haven't been subjected to Empress Persephone's control."