Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Ritual items?

Fang Heng's heart stirred.

No wonder the items displayed on the stall emitted a similar aura.

The aura and the aura enveloping the entire Dark City originated from the same source.

Could the Dark City be related to a ritual?

Fang Heng couldn't help but become interested, looking up at the stall owner, he asked, "Price?"

"50."

"For everything?"

"One item, choose freely, regardless of size, it's the same price."

Fang Heng tossed over a small bag filled with shells, "I'll take one."

"Friend, do you know what this thing is?"

Fang Heng turned his head to look.

The middle-aged man, who had been watching from the side, cupped his fist in greeting and handed over a small bag of shells.

"Little brother, to be honest, I also feel that this thing is a bit interesting, but I really can't tell what it is. I find it strange, can you help me solve my confusion?"

"Mm."

Fang Heng took the shells, using his perception to choose a glass bottle from the stall that had the strongest absorption ability, casually pointing out, "It's a ritual-related item, the aura on it is very similar to the aura within the Dark City."

"Thank you, little brother."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at the boss, "Boss, I want five."

The stall owner took the shells and nodded.

"Choose."

The stall owner had just finished counting the shells and stuffing them into his backpack when he suddenly saw something, his expression changing abruptly.

He was even more nervous than before, even showing a hint of panic, urging, "Don't choose! They're all the same, hurry! Quickly!"

The middle-aged man was obviously unwilling, frowning, "I've already paid for them, what's your rush?"

Fang Heng curiously turned his head to look.

He saw a group of people, led by a player with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, searching stall by stall.

The young man leading the way seemed to have discovered something, raising his hand and pointing at the stall owner, shouting, "There! It's him!"

"Seize him! Don't let any of them leave!"

The crowd following behind the young man immediately pushed through the crowd and rushed towards the stall owner.

The stall owner's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, abandoning the items on his stall and pushing through the crowd to escape!

"Heh! Still want to run!? Chase him down!"

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Fang Heng's heart stirred.

He saw that the black mist surrounding the stall owner showed a faint fluctuation, and the mist under his feet quickly condensed into a ball, wrapping around the stall owner's ankle.

"Thump!"

The stall owner suddenly felt like something had grabbed his ankle tightly, stumbling and losing his balance, falling forward onto the ground.

The group of people behind him immediately rushed up, subduing him and pulling him up.

"Take him away!"

A group of people quickly surrounded them, encircling the crowd that had originally gathered in front of the stall.

A middle-aged man with a noticeable scar on his face stepped forward, standing in front of everyone.

He looked extremely terrifying, giving people a fierce feeling.

"I am Yin Mo from the Mutter Gang."

He had previously heard Xiao Qi mention the Mutter Gang.

Most of these people usually gathered outside the Dark City.

What was the holy site they just mentioned?

"Heh."

From the surrounded crowd, a middle-aged man with a shaved head and thick neck coldly snorted, saying, "I don't know what Mutter Gang you're talking about. I only know that I bought these things from him. There's no reason to make me hand them over. It's a fair trade here, and you can't just break the rules with a single sentence."

The other players naturally didn't want to return the items they had bought at a high price, and they all started to heckle from the side.

Yin Mo nodded to a subordinate beside him, who immediately threw over a bag filled with shells.

"Is that okay now?"

The bald man opened the bag and took a look, striking a pose of demanding a higher price, "So you want to buy them now? Too bad, I don't want to sell them anymore! I just bought them for fifty, but if you want them now, you'll have to double the price."

Hearing this, the group of Mutter Gang members behind Yin Mo all surrounded him.

Yin Mo reached out to stop his subordinates.

"Give it to him."

The subordinate reluctantly took out another bag of Arctic Blue Shells and threw it towards the middle-aged man.

"Hehe, I have to say, you Mutter Gang are really rich." The bald man weighed the bag in his hand, exclaiming, "But sorry, I've changed my mind, I'm still not selling."

Yin Mo stared at the man, "How much do you want?"

"Ten times!"

Yin Mo's eyes suddenly narrowed, and combined with the scar on his face, he looked particularly fierce.

The bald man with the thick neck was naturally confident in being so aggressive.

He didn't come alone, and more than a dozen people behind him also gathered together, ready for a fight.

Fang Heng couldn't help but take a small step back.

How strange.

He was just buying something, how did he inexplicably get caught up in a mess?

Wasn't it said that the security in the Ghost Market was alright?

Thinking this, Fang Heng reached out and touched the glass bottle hidden in his pocket.

Whoosh!

The glass bottle flickered slightly and was stored in the game space's warp backpack.

"Woooo..."

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, suddenly, a wailing sound rang out throughout the Ghost Market.

What's going on?

The Mutter Gang members heard the wailing sound and all looked at Yin Mo.

Yin Mo frowned deeply and then said, "Pack up your things, let's go!"

The Mutter Gang members didn't delay any longer, immediately packing up the remaining items on the stall and quickly retreating from the Ghost Market.

The remaining players in the Ghost Market also had different expressions upon hearing the alarm.

The stall owners were even more alarmed, and they all began to pack up their stalls.

Strange.

What's wrong?

They were just about to fight, and suddenly they gave up?

Fang Heng was suspicious, looking at Xiao Qi beside him, "What's wrong?"

"It's an emergency signal issued by the Dark City, it's an intruder."

"Intruder?"

Xiao Qi was also a little nervous, nodding, "Yes, it's someone from the Federation."

Fang Heng immediately felt uneasy.

They had just arrived in the Dark City, and the people from the Federation began to take action against the Dark City.

He wouldn't believe it himself if he said there was no connection between the two.

"This kind of situation has happened before, the people from the Federation occasionally launch a wave of purges against the Dark City to boost their performance, but in recent years, the people from the major gangs in the Dark City have been spending money to grease palms, and there are rarely such sudden searches."

Xiao Qi faintly felt that the situation was a bit bad, "Boss, the situation doesn't seem too good. This time, the level of the alarm issued is the highest. Let's go back to the clinic first."

"Mm, let's go back first."