Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

"Thank you."

Lu Yanlong nodded his thanks and followed Fang Heng through a passage into the depths of the tomb chamber.

Fang Heng surveyed the layout of the room.

In the center of the room was a stone coffin, with a familiar metal frame and a dark purple spatial crystal floating behind it.

It seemed that the stone coffin arrangements were the same in all the small tombs.

There were also remains left by the Kindred within the stone coffin.

Upon seeing Fang Heng and his companion, the five people in the room all turned their gazes towards them.

Three of them were wearing the uniforms of the Federation.

All of them were from the Federation.

Just as the Federation team leader had said, Nastor was a good 1.9 meters tall, making him quite conspicuous in the crowd.

Nastor and the other four had also just entered the room and were still checking the status of the stone coffin and the spatial trap.

"Welcome," Nastor said, clapping his hands. "It seems we're all here."

Lu Yanlong nodded slightly to the others in the room.

"We are from the Sea Star Company, here on behalf of the Federation."

A Federation player standing next to Nastor nodded and said, "I know. The Federation entrusted the task to the Entrusted Task Department. Did Colonel Brahm mention it to you? This isn't an ordinary task; we need to clear the spatial traps. You should be aware of the risks. How long have you been studying spatial science? Are you strong enough?"

Before Fang Heng arrived, two or three batches of players had come to report, and they were all sent back without exception.

This task wasn't something that players who had just advanced to intermediate spatial science could handle.

"I know. This is my apprentice. He's here to learn, and I'll take care of him. There won't be any problems."

Lu Yanlong said, glancing at Fang Heng with some concern.

"Ahem."

Lu Yanlong saw the suspicion in everyone's eyes and couldn't help but cough lightly, adding, "He can observe from the side."

Nastor looked at Fang Heng and said, "If it's just for observation, it's safer to stay outside."

"It's not just simple observation; I can help."

As Fang Heng spoke, he took a small step backward.

While stepping back, Fang Heng's figure gradually faded, merging into the sub-space projection.

A few seconds later, a faint distortion appeared in the space next to Nastor.

Fang Heng stepped out of the sub-space projection, appearing next to the stone coffin.

Everyone cast surprised glances at Fang Heng.

That move…

Effortlessly entering the sub-space projection and completing a short-distance transfer!

It looked very relaxed.

Everyone present was a player proficient in spatial science, and they nodded secretly in their hearts.

To be able to display this ability…

Very good!

Even stronger than most of them!

Lu Yanlong was even more surprised to see this scene. He stared at Fang Heng as if he had seen a ghost, as if trying to figure out what was going on from his face.

He had really seen a ghost!

When did this happen…

What exactly happened to Boss Fang!

It was clear that he was a player who didn't know anything about spatial science more than a week ago!

Why, after being locked in the main tomb for a week…

He could actually control the sub-space projection ability so skillfully and even move freely within it?

Judging from the move he just displayed, it was definitely not a low-level, high-tier spatial science!

Lu Yanlong stared at Fang Heng for a long time, and suddenly a sense of indescribable frustration arose in his heart.

He suddenly felt like he had lived like a dog for so many years.

He had worked hard for more than ten years, and someone had caught up in one night with a cheat.

It was hard to accept.

The other players couldn't help but fall silent after seeing Fang Heng's display, and they all looked at Lu Yanlong again.

You little brat were pretending?

Your apprentice is at least a high-tier spatial scientist, so what about you?

Grandmaster level? Or demigod level?

Lu Yanlong noticed that everyone was staring at him and couldn't help but feel a heat on his face as he thought of what he had just said. He quickly changed the subject without thinking about those messy things, "Everyone, if there are no objections, let's start now."

Everyone nodded and took a few steps back to get down to business.

Among these players, the highest level besides Nastor was only high-tier spatial science, which was still a distance from the grandmaster level.

Nastor was the person in charge of the entrusted task.

He thought it was pretty good.

It seemed that Fang Heng and his companion were very powerful. With their help, the entrusted task could be completed more easily.

"Okay, I'll repeat it again. We'll cut off the spatial traps around the outside of the stone coffin first. As for the spatial traps inside the stone coffin, don't touch them for now. We'll transfer the stone coffin later."

As Nastor spoke, he glanced at the time and added, "Let's get started as soon as possible. I hope we can complete the task before noon."

Everyone gathered around the stone coffin and began to act.

Fang Heng also stepped forward and placed his hand on the edge of the stone coffin.

After brushing his spatial science level to the grandmaster level, his spatial perception ability had greatly improved.

Fang Heng could easily sense the layout of the surrounding spatial traps. He then injected his mental power into his palm, using spatial power to resolve and cut off the spatial traps left around the outside of the stone coffin.

The efficiency of cutting off the spatial barrier was very slow.

The group of seven worked together intermittently for a total of six hours until they heard a slight click from the outside of the coffin.

It was done.

A look of relief finally appeared on everyone's tired faces.

The spatial traps on the outside were completely cut off from the stone coffin.

The time was too short for them to dismantle the entire trap. They had only dismantled the connection between the trap 'detonator' and the traps in the cave space.

Spatial traps still remained in the room and inside the stone coffin.

Of course, for players like Fang Heng who were skilled in spatial science, the spatial traps remaining in the stone coffin were no longer a major threat.

Guaranteeing their own safety wouldn't be too much of a problem.

Nastor breathed a sigh of relief, looked around at everyone, paused on Fang Heng and Lu Yanlong, and continued, "Everyone has worked hard. The most dangerous part is over. Let's rest for half an hour to recover, and then we can relax a bit. We just need to assist in transporting the stone coffin."

"Understood."

Fang Heng, like the others, found a protruding rock nearby to sit down.

While everyone was resting, talking, and chatting, Fang Heng observed the stone coffin in front of him without saying a word.

He had already sensed it when he was trying to erase the spatial traps around the outside of the stone coffin. There was an abnormal fluctuation in the life form of the corpse inside the stone coffin.