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Chapter 363 - Research Institute
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Chapter 363: Research Institute

“Do as I say. I can guarantee you that you will get the first-generation meteorite within the next 30 hours.”

“In exchange, I need you to do something.”

“Okay.”

“That’s cool. This is not the first time we’ve worked together. I need more trust this time. Do as I say. Can you do it?”

“Of course.”

Fang Heng felt that he should agree first.

“You’re near the second shelter of the Federation, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Very good. I need you to go find Night Owl’s people now.”

“Night Owl?”

“Yes. I don’t want you to expose your identity. Go to the King of Gods’ game and buy a custom-made red mask. I’ll send you the mask blueprint later.”

“To be safe, spend another 100 King of Gods’ points to buy a bottle of potion that can change one’s appearance for up to 24 hours.”

“You’ll have to pay for this.”

“Sure. Right now, Night Owl desperately needs an excellent mechanic. I need you to find them first and help them with some work.”

“Send me to work? What about the first-generation meteorite?”

“Don’t worry. Night Owl’s people will take you to an experimental base to work. The first-generation meteorite is in that experimental base.”

Fang Heng’s eyes lit up.

After circling for half a day, the first-generation meteorite was actually in the hands of the Night Owl organization!?

“Don’t get excited yet, Fang Heng.”

“That place was originally the Meteorite Company’s experimental base. After it was occupied by the Night Owl organization, it underwent special modifications. I only have the initial map of that place.”

“Night Owl has very strict control over that place...”

...

“Back garden? There’s a lot of stones?”

At first, Mr Sun did not believe what the cleaner said.

It was not until he was dragged to the back garden by a few cleaners that he saw the piles of stones piled up in the back garden with his own eyes.

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“What’s going on?”

“It’s probably Mr Fang Heng. We were about to call someone to clean up the stones, but Mr Fang Heng stopped us.”

“Fang Heng?”

Mr Sun felt like he was going crazy.

Last night, Fang Heng went back and forth to the library, saying that he was looking for inspiration.

He hadn’t stopped yet. What was the meaning of putting so many stones in the back garden today?

If Fang Heng wasn’t Mo Yunxiao’s VIP and Mo Jiawei’s best friend, Mr Sun would have chased him out.

Wait, when did he put so many stones in the back garden?

“Mr Sun, you’re up so early, huh?”

Fang Heng walked into the back garden and greeted everyone with a smile.

He had just made a part of the follow-up plan with Old Black. After hanging up the phone, he heard the sound of the outside world through the window, so he ran out in a hurry.

“Mr Fang Heng... What are you doing?”

Mr Sun smiled bitterly and looked at Fang Heng, waiting for him to explain.

“Ah, this... I’m sorry, these stones are quite precious. I can’t find the place at the moment...”

“I have put them in the back garden for the time being. These are very precious ores, so we must be careful that they don’t get stolen by others.”

Precious?

Mr Sun did not believe a single word Fang Heng said.

“Mr Fang Heng, you’re new here. Could you have been deceived by someone? Is this kind of stone very precious?”

“Of course, it’s very expensive.”

Mr Sun casually picked up a raw stone and placed it in his hand to observe.

The raw stone emitted a faint blue light.

Blue jade?

But this blue was so transparent. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed fake.

“But...”

“Three days. Three days later, I’ll clean it up. I’ll have to trouble Big Brother Sun.”

...

It wasn’t easy to convince Mr Sun to temporarily store the ores in the back garden. Fang Heng meditated for another three hours, recovering some of his energy and returned to the game.

After spending 110 King of Gods’ points, Fang Heng first bought a custom-made red mask and a face-changing potion that lasted for 24 hours according to the blueprint Old Black gave him before entering the game.

Entering the Zombie Apocalypse, Fang Heng put on the mask, drank the potion and drove the truck toward the agreed coordinates.

To prevent the truck from exposing his identity, Fang Heng parked the truck at a location one kilometre away from the agreed-upon gathering point and slowly walked over.

Soon, an abandoned shelter appeared in front of him.

The abandoned shelter had been destroyed in the zombie wave and only half of it remained.

Stepping into the shelter, Fang Heng looked around.

Two members of the Night Owl organization, one on the left and one on the right, wearing silver masks, walked out from behind the stone pillars.

“You were introduced by Old Black?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“We were sent by Night Owl to pick you up. Come with us.”

The two compared the masks on Fang Heng’s face and led him to the back door of the ruins.

Fang Heng followed the two of them out of the back door of the abandoned shelter.

A black SUV was parked by the roadside.

“Let’s go, get in the car.”

After getting in the car, Fang Heng turned his head to look out of the window. “How long will it take?”

“About two hours if everything goes smoothly.”

Fang Heng took out a sleeping bag from his backpack. “I’ll go offline to rest for a while. Wake me up after two hours.”

The two Night Owl players looked at each other.

Most players would be nervous when they heard that Night Owl was an anti-federal organization for the first time.

It was rare for them to be as relaxed as Fang Heng.

“No.”

“Old Black should have told you that to prevent the mission from leaking, offline operations are prohibited during the operation. This is also for the safety of both parties.”

“Correspondingly, Night Owl will give you extra mission compensation.”

“Tsk...”

Fang Heng curled his lips.

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He definitely wouldn’t be able to receive the so-called compensation. Most likely, Old Black would use it to fill his own pockets.

He thought of it as the price for the first-generation meteorite.

Fang Heng put away the simple bed and controlled the scattered ordinary zombies in the distance to slowly walk over.

The entire journey was silent.

After bumping for nearly an hour and a half in the car, the car drove into the wilderness.

Fang Heng looked out of the window.

District 5, in the wilderness.

This large area was controlled by the anti-federation forces.

Fang Heng had seen some random conversations on the forum before.

It was said that the anti-federation forces were not on the same page. There were frequent conflicts of all sizes, so it was normal for them to fight to the death.

However, once the Federation forces tried to invade the wilderness, they would unite and face the outside world.

After driving along the road in the wilderness for half an hour, the car turned into a newly built path.

Soon, the car stopped outside a research institute.

Fang Heng did not get out of the car immediately.

Through the car window, he saw many large trucks parked outside the research institute.

Many players were moving materials down from the trucks.

These players didn’t wear masks.

Eh? Boxes?

After carefully observing them, Fang Heng felt that those boxes looked a little familiar.

Could they be the blue crystal raw ores that he had plundered from the mining area last night?

Fang Heng was suspicious.

“We’re here. You can get off now.”

Fang Heng opened the car door and got off.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and looked up at the building in front of him.

It was a five-story building with a large number of turrets attached to it.

A few people wearing silver masks stood at the entrance of the research institute.