Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

1588 Full of Fighting Spirit

Chi!

Invisible mental strength fluctuations flowed out of Fang Heng’s palm and quickly spread toward the undead Bones leader.

Eh?

Fang Heng’s heart skipped a beat.

In the past, when he used the spirit imprint, the suppressed undead Bones would show intense resistance.

But this time, it was different!

The undead Bones Boss was completely suppressed by a layer of light blue fog that enveloped its body. It was completely unable to move!

A line of game notifications quickly appeared in Fang Heng’s vision.

[Hint: You are applying a spirit imprint on the target undead Bones (leader). The creature is in a suppressed state. The success rate of spirit imprint has increased.]

Good!

Fang Heng’s eyes lit up! A channeling bar appeared above his head.

The skill channeling bar quickly moved forward until it was full.

[Hint: Your spirit imprint has failed.]

As expected, he still failed.

Fang Heng was not disappointed.

The difference between the two levels was too big.

His luck was average, and the chances of success were very low.

It didn’t matter.

He would accumulate the number of times!

Under Fang Heng’s control, the surrounding zombie clones gathered in front of him. One by one, they extended their palms forward and cast spirit imprints on the suppressed undead Bones.

For a moment, skill channeling bars appeared above the heads of the zombie clones.

The game notifications on Fang Heng’s retina started to refresh.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone failed to execute the spirit imprint on the target-undead Bones (Leader)…]

…

Twenty minutes later, as usual, Ji Xiaobo maintained the black cauldron as it continued to steam. A layer of sweat was already on his forehead, and it was dripping down his cheeks.

Fang Heng was also observing the great holy sword in the center of the shady line from afar.

He felt that there was a high possibility that the seal under the great holy sword was some kind of entrance.

Just as he was thinking about it, a red game notification flashed in the middle of a series of failed notifications.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone has completed the spirit imprint on the undead Bones (Leader).]

Success!

Fang Heng’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned around to look behind him.

Whoosh!

The light blue soul fire in the two holes in the undead Bones Boss’ eyes disappeared and then bloomed again!

The branding was complete!

Under Fang Heng’s control, the leader of the undead Bones slowly walked to the corner and stayed where it was with the rest of the undead Bones under Fang Heng’s control.

“Awesome!”

Ji Xiaobo was even more excited than Fang Heng. He shouted and wiped the sweat off his forehead before waving his fist.

“Brother Fang is awesome!”

Fang Heng withdrew his gaze from the undead Bones.

Indeed, with Ji Xiaobo’s help, the sealing efficiency increased.

As for the exact increase in success rate, he still needed to conduct a few more tests to determine it.

He hadn’t reached the maximum number of zombie clones yet.

When all the zombie clones were resurrected, the branding efficiency would be even higher!

The only question now was, could Ji Xiaobo hold on?

Fang Heng looked at the sweaty Ji Xiaobo and asked, “Can you still do it?”

“No problem, I can still hold on for a while.”

Ji Xiaobo took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He said, “But I really can’t hold on for long. I need to rest for a while.”

Fang Heng walked up to the black metal pot, sized it up a few times, and asked, “Why don’t I control it instead?”

“That won’t do. This thing is a holy artifact. It’s very troublesome to use. You don’t have our family’s bloodline, so you can’t control it even if you take over.”

“A holy artifact?”

The alarm in Fang Heng’s heart was triggered.

He recalled the incident where Li Qingran mentioned the theft of the Necromancer Association’s holy artifact.

Fang Heng looked at the black metal pot and asked suspiciously, “This holy artifact you’re talking about, could it be that you stole it from the Necromancer Association?”

“What do you mean by ‘stole’? It’s ‘took’! I took it, okay!”

“The Necromancer Association was founded by my family. Taking things from my own house is not considered stealing.”

Ji Xiaobo panicked and retorted, “This thing is just an ordinary holy artifact. My great-grandfather has a lot of it at home. It has an eternal brand on it, and only my family members can use it. Later, it was sealed as a sacrificial vessel and has been stored in the Necromancer Association. Since it’s originally mine, what’s wrong with me taking it back?”

“Yes, indeed.”

Fang Heng was convinced. He nodded and said, “Indeed, it’s not stealing things if it’s from your own family.”

“That’s right. The Central Federation isn’t any good either. They want to take over our family’s assets. I heard that the Central Federation has been establishing a deeper level of cooperation with the Holy Court. I reckon that they’ve been trying to deal with our Necromancer Association for a long time.”

As he spoke, Ji Xiaobo became more and more annoyed, his anger rising.

“Forget it, let’s not talk about this for now. We’ll settle this score slowly in the future.”

Ji Xiaobo didn’t continue the topic. He said, “Right, Fang Heng, controlling the holy artifact isn’t a big problem, but we’re still lacking some fuel.”

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

Ji Xiaobo pointed at the pot in front of him and said, “The blue smoke that suppresses the undead Bones requires fuel. This thing is called the blue incense ash filled with resentment.”

“When I brought the holy artifact out previously, I brought a little of it along with me. It’s mainly because it’s not easy to take it with me. I didn’t expect that the Necromancer Association would suddenly inspect it these few days and discover that the cauldron had been lost. The Central Federation sent a special investigation team over, and the remaining fuel was temporarily sealed by the Central Federation as evidence.”

“Fang Heng, I can only rely on you to think of a way to get the incense ashes from other channels.”

Ji Xiaobo said, pointing at the sack beside the pot.

“Yes.”

Fang Heng grunted softly, walked forward, and reached out to touch the incense ashes in the bag.

The game prompt quickly appeared on his retina.

[Item-Incense ash filled with extreme resentment (blue).]

Type: Special materials, construction materials, spell materials.

Description: Incense ash is made with a special process. Incense ash contains resentment that will not dissipate. It is relatively rare.

From the description, it seemed to be a very rare material. It shouldn’t be too troublesome to get it.

Fang Heng estimated in his heart and raised his head. He said, “Alright, leave the incense ashes to me. You should rest for a while. After we get the incense ashes, we need to finish branding all the undead Bones as soon as possible.”

“No problem!”

Ji Xiaobo rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was full of fighting spirit. He shouted, “As long as there is enough incense ash, two days! In just two days, I’ll complete everything! Then, we’ll go find trouble with the Holy Court!”

“Two days is too much. You only have one day at most. I’ll go get some dust for you.”

“Ah?”

Ji Xiaobo was shocked.

Two days were considered long?

“Ji Xiaobo, you only have one day, okay?” Fang Heng pressed his hand on Ji Xiaobo’s shoulder and said, “To tell you the truth, I have a big plan to deal with the Holy Court. You are now shouldering the hope of the future of our necromancy. Only you can do it.”