Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng shrugged and looked at Li Shaoqiang, as if you had a bad memory, "Hey, you forgot? Didn't you propose yesterday that we don't have enough holy water."

"Forehead……"

Li Shaoqiang was at a loss for words.

Yesterday, he really didn't sleep well all night, and he spent the whole night thinking about how to make money with holy water.

Halfway through, he was woken up by Fang Heng and asked some inexplicable questions.

But……

Make holy water yourself? !

Li Shaoqiang felt that the solution proposed by Mr. Fang Heng sounded a little unreliable...

Thinking about it, Li Shaoqiang and Li Qingran, who were full of doubts and curiosity, came up together and looked at the large water tank filled with water behind Fang Heng.

"This... Boss? Can you do it? Can you really do this by yourself?"

"It's not a big problem. In fact, I started to think about it a few days ago. After all, we are all in business. If we can reduce costs, we can reduce costs, right? If we can make holy water ourselves in the future, not only can the cost be greatly reduced, the transportation of holy water can be greatly reduced. , circular logistics efficiency and other issues can be effectively solved..."

Li Shaoqiang was stunned after hearing Fang Heng's explanation.

Good guy, is this talking about making money again?

It turns out that the boss has been thinking about this for a long time?

The capitalists are really black, and they don't even earn holy water for others?

"Boss Fang is right, I have learned and learned."

Li Shaoqiang felt that he still had a lot of shortcomings. Compared with Fang Heng, he was only a few grades behind in terms of making money.

It's just...

Is it really possible?

Listening to the conversation between the two, Li Qingran immediately thought of the divine aura she sensed when she just entered the tent.

The Undead type is also more sensitive to the Holy type.

So that aura just now was produced when he was testing the production of holy water?

Although it sounds incredible, if you can really make holy water...

Li Qingran couldn't help but interrupted: "Fang Heng, how's your attempt to make holy water? Did you succeed?"

"Well, I was testing it just now. I don't think it's a big problem. You guys came just in time. You can help me try it out."

Fang Heng said that he picked up the book of initiation and placed it on the table next to the water tank.

"The Book of Founding?!"

Li Qingran's eyes lit up again when she saw this book from Phnom Penh.

She looked at Fang Heng with extreme doubts in her heart.

The founding book of the sacred system?

Outside the game, the difficulty of obtaining the Book of Founding is much higher than that of the Book of the Dead.

How did he get it?

Could it be that he has something to do with those guys in Divine Realm?

Li Shaoqiang was completely stunned.

He obviously only found Fang Heng last night, and he had already started the layout long before he entered the Sinking Corridor?

No wonder he didn't panic at all when he talked to the boss about the holy water issue last night!

After working for a long time, he had already reached this point?

Are you really going to hang up?

"Boss, you really made preparations long ago!"

"Cut, how can I lie to you? As I said, save resources."

Fang Heng continued to turn his back, took out the necklace pendant he had just brought out from the game, and threw it into the water tank.

Pressing his left hand on the book of initiation, a faint divine light emanated from the book of initiation.

"Gudong Gudong..."

The water tank responded immediately, and a series of bubbles appeared.

Seeing Fang Heng's manipulation of the Book of Initials, Li Qingran was completely surprised.

A necromantic scholar, how can he know the way of sacred study?

A dual-line practitioner?

The difficulty of dual-training practitioners is more than doubled, not to mention that the undead category and the sacred category are two completely conflicting categories. It is extremely difficult to practice at the same time. …

How could mentor Dicky allow his disciples to make such a choice?

Li Qingran couldn't understand it at all.

If he can focus all his energy on necromancy...

Li Qingran opened her mouth to persuade Fang Heng to specialize in one.

Just opened his mouth, and realized that something was wrong.

Dicky's mentor is far-sighted and should have his arrangements. She doesn't know the specific situation, so it's better not to think it's a mess.

[Hint: You have completed the production of holy water, the current duration of holy water: 12 hours].

After the skill release was completed, Fang Heng withdrew his hand.

The pendant in his hand doesn't seem to be a high-end item, and the holy water can only last for a relatively low 12-hour time limit.

Thinking about it, Fang Heng took out a small bottle from the water tank, filled it with a small bottle, and handed it to the two of them.

"How is it? Would you like to try the effect?"

The two of them were a little confused when they looked at this bottle of holy water.

Usually, although holy water is not very precious, it is still in the hands of sacred scholars, and the members of the Undead Researcher Association will spend some money and find a way to go to the middleman to buy it.

It takes a long time to come and go, and it also costs a lot of money.

After all, the people of the divine type hate the undead type more, and they have always been hostile and unwilling to trade with the undead type.

On the other hand, people from the undead family are more sullen.

You hate me, I ignore you.

I lived longer than you anyway.

An undead scholar made holy water with his own hands?

It sounds unreliable, but it really happened right in front of you!

"The boss is amazing!"

Shang Zai Li Shaoqiang quickly regained his senses. He sighed and took the small bottle from Fang Heng's hand, "I think this holy water is definitely reliable! I'll let people outside try to see the actual effect..."

With that said, Li Shaoqiang hurried out of the camp with holy water.

Only Fang Heng and Li Qingran were left in the tent.

Li Qingran looked at Fang Heng, nodded and said, "Classmate, do you mind showing me?"

Fang Heng stepped aside, "Of course, please feel free."

Li Qingran walked to the water tank, stretched out her hand into the water tank, and carefully sensed the holy water in the water tank.

Indeed, it is holy water.

The quality of holy water is relatively poor, and it is estimated that the effect of holy water will not last long.

This should be related to the poor level of the sacred items in his hand.

Li Qingran raised her head and looked at Fang Heng.

First there was a temporary camp, then a lot of supplies~www.NovelMTL.com~ Now even holy water has been tampered with...

Li Qingran suddenly felt a strange feeling from the bottom of her heart.

Although she was a little sorry for Fang Heng, she really felt very fortunate.

Fortunately, this time, Fang Heng was also unlucky and was trapped in the sinking corridor.

If Fang Heng was gone, she really didn't know what to do next.

"Cough cough."

Being stared at by Li Qingran, Fang Heng coughed slightly embarrassedly and scratched the back of his head, quite embarrassed.

"Student, don't stare at me, it's familiar, our suppliers still have to collect money, the teacher Pu Shi promised before that the market price will be doubled, and the settlement will be settled after going out?"

Listening to Fang Heng's sudden burst of such a sentence, Li Qingran couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Pfft, what are you thinking, Teacher Pu Shi won't depend on your money."

Li Qingran nodded and said, "Thank you very much Fang Heng. With holy water, we can last for a long time."

Fang Heng said politely: "You're welcome, you're welcome, making money, it should be."

The two were talking politely, and Li Shaoqiang, who had hurried out before, hurried back.