Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng was a little surprised.

In the game, using zombie clones to grind for half an hour could roughly earn 10,000 experience points.

One class was equivalent to an hour of grinding.

No wonder Haynes University had always had a top-notch reputation among players.

Fang Heng didn't know that, in fact, other players wouldn't have such good results from attending a class.

Most ordinary players would purposefully trigger quests and learn skills after mastering spatial knowledge, or they would come to class to learn relevant knowledge after being lucky enough to accidentally obtain spatial skills.

Fang Heng's basic knowledge of spatial science was almost completely blank, and he almost completely relied on zombie clones to grind experience to reach the beginner level.

That's why he had such good results.

"It's a pity that learning can't be done by zombie clones."

Fang Heng looked at the time and stretched.

He wasn't sleepy yet.

Even in the middle of the night, Haynes University still had courses open.

He wouldn't go back to the dormitory.

Continue learning!

Fang Heng glanced at the time, opened his phone, checked the course schedule, and prepared to rush to the next natural science course.

Fang Heng nodded and handed back the spatial science textbook in his hand, "Please help me temporarily store it first. I want to rush to a natural science course, and I'll come back to get it together later."

Rushing to classes?

Can he really digest this knowledge?

The student was stunned for a moment, but still subconsciously took the book from Fang Heng's hand and nodded, "Okay."

Continue learning!

Continue grinding!

Fang Heng was quite excited. He took three consecutive classes and spent a fulfilling night at the school.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that he finished the last class and returned to the single dormitory with two carts of books.

After a hurried shower, Fang Heng logged into the game.

Returning to the obelisk teleportation point, Hector told Fang Heng a bittersweet piece of news.

In the early hours of the morning, the Federation failed to resist the attack of the mutated creature swarm, and the entire camp fell.

The good news was that the players had already evacuated before the camp fell.

Casualties were still within a controllable range.

Hector's expression was pained as he spoke, but he couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart.

The West District Federation would have to rebuild the camp, and their attention would be diverted, so the Sea Star Company could continue its mining business.

It had to be said that it was a great thing.

The other thing was the follow-up.

The Federation's reaction, however, greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

The West District Federation was unwilling to give up the exploration of the unknown world, and publicly stated that it would do its best to rebuild the teleportation base, and also signed a cooperation agreement with several major player companies to rebuild the camp together.

It was said that they had also obtained support from the Central Federation.

For this reason, Hector felt very strange.

The West District Federation's behavior this time was somewhat abnormal.

They seemed very anxious.

Fang Heng nodded to show that he knew.

He didn't care too much. It would probably take some time for the Federation to rebuild the camp and gain a firm foothold.

Just right, he needed to continue focusing on grinding monsters these few days, so as not to be disturbed by the Federation.

Like yesterday, Fang Heng continued to greet the zombie clones to cooperate with Hector in mining ore.

Until dawn, he sent another batch of fuel to the lakeside, preparing for today's experience grind.

After all the zombie clones were resurrected and completed three rounds of proliferation, he would grind monsters and experience with Lu Yanlong, and also pump water out of the lake.

In his spare time, he would use zombie clones to grind spatial skill experience points.

After logging off, he would go to class to study.

Life was simple and fulfilling.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During the break, while waiting for the spatial science class to begin in the large classroom, Fang Heng tapped the table casually and fell into thought.

In three days, he grinded monsters during the day, studied at night, and cultivated spatial science in his spare time.

Thanks to the sacrifices of the zombie clones, his spatial science level had been raised to Intermediate LV: 7.

Considering that he had a large amount of academic points, and the difficulty of learning was dozens of times that of ordinary people, this was already a very terrifying speed.

The situation in the game was relatively calm.

After the surrounding cosmic crystal mine areas were mined clean, the Sea Star Company continued to explore veins further away.

Every afternoon, Fang Heng would take Lu Yanlong to the lakeside to grind a wave.

As the lake's waterline became lower and lower, the density of monsters in the lake gradually increased, and there were more and more elite-level monsters.

The zombie clones needed to simultaneously face the long-range concentrated flame bombardment of eight elite semi-mechanical mutated giant crocodiles.

As a result, Lu Yanlong encountered no small trouble when he wanted to continue pumping water.

Every day was like playing with his life.

In dealing with elite monsters, Fang Heng had tried several times, but he had never found a good way.

The good news was that the number of semi-mechanical monsters in the lake gradually increased, and the mutation crystal drop rate increased.

Fang Heng's monster grinding efficiency had increased a lot instead.

It was expected that he would be able to raise his level to 35 tomorrow.

Outside the game, due to limited energy, Fang Heng currently mainly studied three disciplines.

Spatial Science, Natural Science, and Mysticism.

This was the result of his deep consideration.

Spatial science was good at running away.

It could greatly increase the fault tolerance rate when encountering danger.

If he couldn't beat them, he would run. Saving his life was the most important thing.

Natural science was related to the God Tree Abu Chiye.

The God Tree Abu Chiye was related to a hidden high-level game world - the World of Wansen.

It was a continuation of the vampire mission line all along.

Just hearing the name of the world, it was a world related to forests.

The Holy Court was also very interested in this high-level world.

Fang Heng felt that if he wanted to gain enough advantages, natural science was indispensable.

Now it could be considered as preparing in advance.

As for mysticism, it was more like a hodgepodge, closely connected with various academics, able to provide assistance to various academics, and also had its special role.

It was just that he didn't have time, otherwise Fang Heng would have also prepared to study alchemy in depth and systematically.

"Student."

While Fang Heng was thinking, he heard someone calling him, and couldn't help but raise his head and look at the girl standing in front of him.

The girl was dressed beautifully.

Her age was also similar to his.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

Fang Heng didn't answer, but scanned the classroom.

The difficulty of spatial science academic cultivation was extremely high, and this was directly reflected in the number of people in the class.

In the classroom, everyone was sitting relatively sparsely.

And Fang Heng also remembered that it was the first time he had seen this girl.

She had never appeared during classes these two days.

A freshman?

Before Fang Heng could refuse, Fana had already sat down next to Fang Heng.

"Please don't refuse. Nice to meet you, World Lord Fang Heng. My name is Fana."

Fana said expressionlessly, placing the book in front of her, "Please don't be nervous. I have no malice. You may not know me, but it doesn't matter. You should remember Wu Siying. Do you still remember that you owe our Black Fort once."