Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Sourcing for Materials

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The skinny old man, Jimmy, narrowed his eyes and was on guard against the zombie. Then, he put his hand on the crossbow.

The zombie staggered to Fang Heng and threw the materials it had collected on the floor.

[Hint: Your zombie completed a round of sourcing materials ahead of time. You have obtained firewood*2, pebbles*7, feathers*4, bird eggs*2, waste*2, plastic*1.]

Fang Heng waved his hand and told his zombie clone to go outside for the next round of ‘hack’.

“This... This is...”

Liao Bufan looked in shock at the zombie who gave Fang Heng the materials. He was so confounded that he couldn’t say anything. After a long while, he finally uttered feebly.

“How can a game be played like this?”

“Look at what you’re saying. These are the basics.”

While speaking, Fang Heng put away the materials. There were only two bird eggs left. He put them in front of his nose and sniffed.

“Hmm, they’re not spoilt!”

The zombie clone was lucky. During the search, it found a bird’s nest and took two eggs as food.

“How can I not know the basics?” Liao Bufan finally reacted. He was afraid that Fang Heng would go back on his words and hurriedly said, “It’s a deal, Fang Heng. We agreed just now. I’ll give you all the materials in exchange for a boiled egg.”

“Of course.”

Fang Heng put all the materials in front of Liao Bufan into his backpack.

Fang Heng didn’t like most of the materials Liao Bufan collected, but one of them, the evolution crystal fragments, was what he required.

“Boy, you’re pretty good. Your talent skill is extraordinary. It must be of a high level.”

Seeing that the zombies weren’t threatening him, Jimmy had already put away his weapon.

“It’s an S-level talent skill.”

Fang Heng admitted it openly.

“No wonder.”

Jimmy nodded with a smile. Living in a shelter with an S-level support-type talent skill, he could at least benefit from it.

Liao Bufan, on the other hand, looked at the two eggs in Fang Heng’s hands and drooled. He urged Fang Heng to start cooking.

“Fang Heng, let’s not talk about this nonsense. You’ve already taken my materials. Hurry up and cook. What are we waiting for?”

“If it’s boiled eggs, we will need water, right?” Liu Lin realized that Fang Heng’s talent skill was more powerful than she had expected. After the initial shock, she took the initiative to show her goodwill and said, “I have water here. I can lend it to you.”

“No need, no need.”

While saying that, Fang Heng raised his head to look at the door again.

Another zombie staggered in through the wooden door.

It stood in front of Fang Heng and took out the materials one by one from its backpack, just like before.

[Hint: Your zombie has completed a round of sourcing materials ahead of time. You have obtained firewood*7, pebbles*2 and a gla.s.s bottle filled with river water*2.]

Fang Heng took out the gla.s.s bottle and placed it on the bonfire to heat it.

There was a high chance that drinking the river water directly would have an adverse effect.

After the water was boiled, there would be no such concern.

Liao Bufan watched eagerly as the water was boiling. He couldn’t help but think that Fang Heng’s skill was too perfect. In the post-apocalyptic era, it was like a cheat!

Fang Heng slowly waited for the water to boil. Then, he cracked the bird’s egg into the gla.s.s bottle.

[Hint: You have completed boiling an egg. You have mastered the cooking skill, skill experience points +1.]

Two simple boiled eggs were done!

“Huff, huff, it’s hot, it’s hot.”

After the cooking was done, Liao Bufan eagerly took the gla.s.s bottle. He did not care that it was hot and directly gulped down a mouthful.

Boiled eggs were really good stuff! It could quench thirst and also satisfy hunger!

After eating a boiled egg, Liao Bufan’s satiety increased by 15 points and the feeling of thirst was also reduced by more than half.

He sat in front of the bonfire and silently looked at Liu Lin. He suddenly felt that the potato he had eaten not long ago was not worth it.

He had sold himself off in such a hurry. This was too much of a loss!

Fang Heng slowly drank a bowl of boiled eggs.

A pity, he did not care about his hunger.

Liu Lin was right. It was very difficult to get food in the forest. Out of the ten zombies sent out to search, only one found food.

However, Fang Heng was not in a hurry. After all, the first round of search had not been completed. After a few rounds of hacking, finding food and water would not be a problem.

After filling his stomach, Fang Heng started to prepare for tonight.

In the early stages of the game, to spend a night peacefully, in addition to the shelter, one also needed a bonfire to keep themselves warm and a simple bed to sleep on.

The bonfire was readily available here, so they just had to make sure that there was enough firewood.

The production of the simple bed was also very simple.

It only required the most basic firewood and gra.s.s.

In the zombie apocalypse game, players were only allowed to go offline after making a simple bed.

During the offline process, the game default was for the player to enter a sleep state, which allowed the player to quickly recover their energy. Moreover, their satiety would also decrease a little more slowly than usual.

However, once the player’s bed was destroyed during the offline process, the player in reality would immediately be drawn into the King of G.o.ds’ game and received a negative effect.

[Hint: You have completed the production of the simple bed, your basic crafting skill experience points +1.]

“Fang Heng.”

“Huh?”

“Hehe.” Liao Bufan leaned over and scratched his head in embarra.s.sment. “I forgot that I didn’t even make a bed. Why don’t you lend me some materials? I’ll return them to you tomorrow.”

“There’s no need to return them. Consider it a gift.”

Fang Heng casually gave Liao Bufan the simple bed that he had just made.

The materials used to make a bed were too ordinary. They could be found almost anywhere in the wild, so they were not valuable at all.

“Ha, so sorry about that but thank you! If you need me in the future, I’ll help.”

Liao Bufan patted his chest to show that he was very reliable.

The people sitting in front of the bonfire sorted out their harvest for the day and also made some basic survival tools.

Fang Heng yawned. He felt a little tired, so he decided to log off and take a nap.

However, there was one more thing he needed to do before that, which was to keep watch.

It was necessary to take turns to keep watch at night. Although the zombies outside couldn’t come in, what if other players came in?

“Why don’t we arrange a night watch?”

None of them was a newbie. Seeing that no one objected, the black and skinny old man, Jimmy, followed up with what Fang Heng said and continued, “Then let’s allocate duties. From 12 am until 8 am, each of us will be responsible for two hours of the night watch.”

After discussing for a while, Fang Heng chose to go online to keep vigil from 2-4 am.

“Okay, then let’s go online five minutes earlier.”

After they came up with the night watch schedule, Fang Heng instructed the zombies to search for ‘hack’ materials on an infinite loop.

“Everyone, I’m a little tired. I’m going offline now. See you tomorrow.”

After saying that, Fang Heng laid on the bed without waiting for the others to react.

[Hint: The player is about to quit the game.]

[Hint: The player has been online for 7.9 hours today. You have a total of 30 hours of offline time. Please return to the game before your offline time runs out.]

[Hint: Please note that under certain circ.u.mstances, you will be forcefully pulled into the game.]

Seeing that Fang Heng would quit the game as soon as he said so, the remaining people in the small cabin looked at each other in dismay.

In the early stages of the game, it was usually better to stay in the game for as long as possible. This way, they would be able to obtain more offline time and make up for the mandatory 30-day game time set by the King of G.o.ds’ game earlier.

“Why was this guy in such a hurry to go offline?”

Liao Bufan looked at Fang Heng’s simple bed, shook his head and said silently.

“Big brother, you’re so willful.”

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