Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

"This is Brother Fang Heng, thanks to his help just now."

Meng Ruhui nodded and said, "Thank you, brother, for your help. Meng will remember it in his heart. If we are lucky enough to overcome this crisis, there will be a great reward in the future."

"You're welcome."

Seeing that these gang leaders had something to talk about, Fang Heng walked to a corner next to the hall and sat down to rest.

Aketu asked, "Big brother, what's the situation outside?"

"Well, the Federal Military Department has temporarily withdrawn from the base, blocking the outer area of the base entrance. They are coming fiercely this time, I am afraid they want to clear all the forces in the City of the Deep Night."

The leaders of the major gangs in the City of the Deep Night in the hall all felt that the situation was not good.

This time, they were able to侥幸defeat the Federal Military Department, all thanks to the strange abilities of the Mutt Gang and the black mist.

At this time, everyone had placed all their hopes on the Mutt Gang and looked at Meng Ruhui.

"Mr. Meng, so many of us here, you are the most knowledgeable about the black mist, what do you say we should do?"

Meng Ruhui shook his head and said, "There is no other entrance to the Holy Land. It may be difficult to pass this level now. I have already sent a rescue signal to the outside world. Now we can only continue to hold on and hope that people from the outside world can find a way to help us."

Everyone fell silent again upon hearing this.

Waiting for people from the outside to save them?

Are they sure they can wait?

Moreover, they are now surrounded by the Federal Military Department.

There are only a handful of people in the world who dare to fight the Federation head-on.

Aketu looked a little tangled. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, why don't we just use that thing and fight them?"

Meng Ruhui glanced at Aketu and signaled him to shut up quickly.

How could he mention the gang's secrets in front of so many outsiders!

Aketu realized his mistake as soon as he finished speaking. He shrank his head and quickly closed his mouth.

However, the words had already been spoken.

Everyone turned their eyes to Meng Ruhui.

Jite saw the exchange of glances between the two and said, "Mr. Meng, it's already come to this, isn't it bad to keep your trump card hidden?"

"That's not the case."

Meng Ruhui shook his head and said, "Meng also knows that the situation is urgent, but this matter is related to the secrets of the Mutt Gang's Holy Land. If we don't control it well, all of us will die without a burial place..."

Hearing Meng Ruhui say this, everyone suddenly felt that there was hope again.

If we don't control it well, we will all die without a burial place?

Then what if we control it well!

"Mr. Meng, we are willing to take a gamble!"

"That's right, Mr. Meng..."

"The Federation is quite afraid of the black mist. According to my estimation, they will not launch another attack in a short time before they find a way to deal with it. We still have some time."

Meng Ruhui looked tangled, "We can still deal with the Federation for a while, think about it again, don't rush to make a decision."

"Are you so willing to watch everything that the Mutt Gang has painstakingly built over the years be destroyed by the Federation?"

"Gang Leader Meng, there's no escaping it. You have to be prepared to perish together. It will be too late when they come next time..."

"Alright."

Meng Ruhui couldn't resist so many people's persuasion. After hesitating again and again, he took a deep breath, "This matter is no small matter. If you are not careful, everyone will die on the spot. Meng still asks for your help."

Having finally persuaded Meng Ruhui, the players perked up, "Mr. Meng, just tell us what you need us to do!"

"I need everyone to find players who know about mysticism among their subordinates..."

Meng Ruhui gathered the gang leaders together and began to discuss in a low voice.

Taking advantage of the time when everyone was talking, Fang Heng's eyes focused on the direction of the cave.

Dense black mist overflowed from the depths of the cave.

More than 20 players from the Mutt Gang gathered at the entrance of the cave to guard it.

Inside the cave is the Mutt Gang's Holy Land.

What's inside the Holy Land?

Game crack?

Also, the Mutt Gang seems to have a trump card that they haven't taken out yet.

I wonder if it can cope with the outside Federation.

Fang Heng became more and more curious.

Soon, the Mutt Gang and the gang leaders reached an agreement.

"Big brother, I'll go gather some mysticism players to charge the ritual magic circle first and prepare for it."

Aketu nodded to Meng Ruhui, waved his hand, and immediately led his team to prepare to leave.

The other gang leaders also returned to their respective resting caves to gather all the players who knew about mysticism to come and assist.

Seeing this, Fang Heng stood up and said, "Aketu, I also know about mysticism. I'll go with you. I also want to help as much as possible."

"Okay, thank you, brother!"

...

Inside the Mutt Gang's base.

On a connected stone wall, there are caves carved out every great distance.

The caves are not deep, about twenty meters.

Inside one of the caves, a special ritual is underway!

Fang Heng recognized it at first glance after stepping into the stone cave!

More than a dozen players wearing Mutt Gang costumes were sitting around the ritual, working together to operate the ritual.

Black mist overflowed from the center of the ritual.

The quality of this black mist is obviously much higher than ordinary black mist.

So...

The changes in the black mist in the base just now are related to the ritual?

Thinking about it carefully, the Mutt Gang seems to have the ability to control this strange mist.

Fang Heng thought, glancing at Aketu beside him.

It's very strange.

He had also tried to control the black mist before, but he could sense that once he touched it, the black mist would immediately devour his perception completely.

There was no way to control it at all.

After the black mist overflowed from the center of the ritual, a part of it spread out of the cave, while more of the aura was absorbed by the surrounding stone walls.

Looking closely, there are also some mystical patterns arranged on the stone walls in the rock cave.

The twenty or so players Aketu brought this time all came from the major gangs in the City of the Deep Night.

They were all the first batch of mysticism players selected.

Everyone showed a look of doubt in their eyes when they saw the black mist constantly overflowing from the rotating ritual in the center.

"Everyone, the operation of the ritual requires consuming mental power for conversion. The large magic circle on the right can temporarily store a part of the mental power into it, so what we have to do now is to pour mental power into the magic circle."

"Once the Federation officially launches an invasion of the base, we can maximize the trigger of the ritual in a very short time and rely on a large amount of black mist to resist the Federation's offensive, creating opportunities for us."

Aketu stood in front of everyone and roughly explained the purpose of gathering everyone here.

After a pause, Aketu reminded, "Everyone must be careful. In order to adapt to the ritual, the magic circle has undergone special structural transformation. It will actively draw mental power from external contact, so only those who know about mysticism can inject mental power. Once you find that there is a sign of mental power being out of control during the injection process, please stop transporting mental power immediately. Do not try to hold on."