Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3111: Taboo

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Hmm, not bad. It actually looked quite suitable for cultivation."

Huh?

Nasir’s face immediately fell upon hearing that.

Seriously?

Still thinking about cultivation? Wasn’t this supposed to be a chance to relax?

He had already heard from An Qian that Fang Heng was a cultivation maniac, someone who practically did nothing else in his daily life—just a simple routine between home and finding instructors for lessons, and the rest of the time spent cultivating at home.

Now that he saw it for himself, it didn’t seem like a lie.

"I’m going out for a walk. I’ll be nearby. You know how to find me."

As Fang Heng spoke, he leapt gently and jumped off the ship.

The soil was firm.

Good for digging caves.

Fang Heng disappeared into the forest and quickly vanished from the view of the warriors on the deck.

Nasir and Mu Shunan looked at each other and gave helpless smiles.

Fang Heng headed deep into the forest outside the docking area of the ship. Only after going quite a distance did he stop, flipping his wrist and throwing out two pieces of rune paper.

"Bang!"

The rune papers exploded simultaneously, and two Lickers burst out from the sealing runes, landing on the ground.

The Lickers began to tremble violently.

Division!

The two Lickers divided into a total of 64 units and, under Fang Heng’s control, quickly began digging into the ground to create a passage.

In just a moment, a hole leading underground appeared before Fang Heng.

He leapt into the hole and continued using rune papers to summon more zombie clones, beginning the construction of an underground cave.

At the same time, Fang Heng cleared out an open area underground and started setting up Abe Akaya’s summoning magic array.

More Lickers began digging out caverns, expanding the underground world.

It was a scene full of energy and activity.

...

Five hours later, after relentless digging by the zombies, an underground area roughly one kilometer in radius had formed.

Fang Heng stood before the newly completed Abe Akaya magic array.

"That should do it..."

"Whoosh!"

The magic array in Fang Heng’s right pupil spun rapidly!

The magic array activated, slowly rotating as a faint black aura began to seep from it.

Fang Heng frowned slightly.

Still not working?

Just like before in the Seven Realms Martial Capital, the Abe Akaya summoning magic array was encountering significant interference.

So he had guessed wrong.

The spawns hadn’t only set up sensing prism towers in the Seven Realms Martial Capital.

Forget it.

Time to continue cultivating.

Time to grind Occult!

Fang Heng controlled Abe Akaya to release natural element energy, then sat cross-legged and began converting Occult energy on the spot.

Back at the ship area.

Nasir was chatting idly with Mu Shunan when the two of them suddenly sensed something and looked toward the distant forest.

An extremely dense natural energy aura suddenly began gathering in the forest.

Well then.

What was going on?

The two exchanged glances, both showing traces of surprise in their eyes.

Natural science strength?

Was it Fang Heng?

But wasn’t Fang Heng studying elemental science?

...

Seven Realms Martial Capital.

The spawn command post building.

Consul Lila could no longer suppress her anger and glared at the spawn captain below her.

"Why is Fang Heng still alive?"

"Consul, Fang Heng happened to be dispatched on an urgent mission, so he evaded our assassination attempt."

Lila’s expression darkened as she questioned, "What a coincidence?"

"Based on what we gathered from inside the spawns, we’ve recently eliminated a portion of the general human population. This may have alerted the Noel Clan regarding the arrangements concerning Fang Heng. For protective reasons, the Noel Clan issued a special mission, temporarily sending Fang Heng away from the Seven Realms Martial Capital."

The spawn captain lowered his head and said, "Consul, there’s no need to worry. Fang Heng will return sooner or later. We’ll be ready. As soon as he comes back, we’ll act immediately."

"What if he doesn’t come back?" Lila said coldly. "No, I won’t wait that long. Do we know where Fang Heng went?"

"Fang Heng is on a mission in the Lanyue Clan territory."

"There are warriors planted by us accompanying Fang Heng to the Lanyue Clan. From their reports, spawns are carrying out a special ore collection mission in the Lanyue Clan’s domain. It is estimated to take one to two months."

"Consul, there hasn’t been a Black Fog incident these past two days. We suspect the Black Fog source may have been eliminated during the purge. Of course, it’s also possible the source is related to Fang Heng."

"The Lanyue Clan... they think they can hide there?"

"I remember the Lanyue Clan once considered allying with us..." A trace of amusement flickered in Lila’s eyes. "Send someone to contact the Lanyue Clan. If they’re willing to cooperate and help eliminate Fang Heng, the spawns are willing to grant their clan due respect."

"Yes!"

...

Three days later.

Fang Heng returned to the ship for the first time and went back to his room for a shower.

After cultivating nonstop for three days and nights without sleep, he needed to rest and relax a little.

Tonight, he decided not to grind. He planned to have a good night’s sleep and resume tomorrow.

At this pace, in another week, he’d be able to max out the transcendent-level Occult.

He also heard that the local Lanyue Clan had provided the ship with a lot of local delicacies. Curious, Fang Heng went to the canteen and enjoyed a full meal. Then he went up to the deck to take a walk and help digest.

The evening breeze was gentle.

Fang Heng noticed that not far away, Nasir and Mu Shunan were playing chess in a corner of the deck.

Oh, right. He almost forgot.

This trip to the Lanyue Clan world was apparently recommended by Mu Shunan. From what he said earlier, there seemed to be another purpose behind recommending Fang Heng for this mission.

Back then, there were too many outsiders around, so Nasir couldn’t speak openly.

Now was the perfect time to ask.

And while he was at it, he could ask Nasir and Mu Shunan about how to break through the demigod-level bottleneck.

Nasir had been wondering what to do next. When he saw Fang Heng approaching, he raised his hand with a cheerful smile and said, "Little brother Fang Heng, how’s your cultivation these past few days?"

"Hmm, made some progress."

Since cultivation was already mentioned, Fang Heng followed the topic and looked at Nasir, nodding as he asked, "Over the past few days, I’ve gradually identified the bottleneck. But when I asked An Qian, it seemed like there are no instructors for the demigod-level breakthrough. Do you know what’s going on?"

"What? What?"

Another breakthrough?

Nasir had only asked casually, but when he heard Fang Heng mention progress again, he immediately jolted and turned to look at him, as if trying to figure out what had changed.

"Nasir?"

Nasir waved his hand, not wanting to speak.

Ever since meeting Fang Heng, he had taken enough mental blows already.

"This is normal."

Beside him, Mu Shunan, who had already re-condensed his Heart of the Dao, heard their conversation and said, "Demigod-level, as the name suggests, is already approaching the level of the gods."

"For reasons of taboo, this academic level has never had a formal inheritance. Most people advance to the demigod-level purely through word-of-mouth guidance and their own exploration."

After all, Mu Shunan wasn’t yet aware of Fang Heng’s progress in alchemy. He didn’t have Nasir’s direct impression, so he wasn’t as shaken. With ignorance came fearlessness—his Dao Heart remained steady.

Fang Heng listened, confused, and looked at Mu Shunan as he asked, "Taboo? What kind of taboo?"