Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng opened the game cabin and came out.
He was hungry.
He had eaten a boiled egg in the game, but in reality, Fang Heng felt even hungrier.
Opening the refrigerator, Fang Heng found two rows of instant noodles neatly arranged inside.
They were all braised beef flavour.
“You’re awesome.”
Fang Heng said and silently took out a pack.
In his previous life, Fang Heng did not have any mysophobia, but it felt uncomfortable living in such a messy room.
After filling his stomach, Fang Heng cleaned the room and recalled the memories of this body.
Ever since he was separated from his ex-girlfriend and got chased out of the gaming club, he had been hiding in his small room.
Strangely, he still couldn’t remember why this body chose to commit suicide.
Even memories of what happened in the gaming club in the past were all very vague.
Including his ex-girlfriend.
“What was her name again?”
Fang Heng looked at a group photo pinned on the refrigerator in a daze.
The woman in the photo had long hair and fair skin, giving people the impression of the girl next door.
Fang Heng felt a pang of heartache for no reason.
“Forget it, don’t think about it anymore. They had already broken up anyway.” he thought.
After eating a bowl of instant noodles to fill his stomach, Fang Heng looked at his debt on his phone and smiled bitterly.
“Just watch, brother. I won’t take your body for granted. I’ll make your ex-girlfriend regret dumping you back then!”
After a tiring day, Fang Heng said in a daze and soon fell asleep.
…
In the game, Liao Bufan, Jimmy and Liu Lin looked at one another.
From the initial surprise to shock and then to disbelief…
Now, they were completely numb.
Among the three, Liao Bufan looked the most miserable.
After Fang Heng left, a zombie would come back almost every few minutes and stand in front of Fang Heng’s bed. Then, it would pile up the materials it had collected on the ground one by one.
Until now, the pile of materials in front of Fang Heng’s bed was as tall as a human being.
Liao Bufan saw very clearly that there were more than six potatoes in the pile of materials, and more than half of the eggs were crushed by the clumsy zombies.
Liao Bufan was distressed by the waste.
“Liu Lin, I think I’ve been deceived by you. Didn’t you say that food is hard to get? Can I take back my words?”
“No, are you still a man?”
Liu Lin rolled her eyes at him. She also felt indignant.
She had clearly seen that Fang Heng’s talent skill was out of the norm at that time. Why didn’t she take the initiative and directly seek his cooperation or give him a few potatoes as a gesture of goodwill!
“Sigh!”
Liao Bufan let out a long sigh.
“Why did he sell himself for half a potato back then?”
…
Before two o’clock in the morning, the alarm woke Fang Heng up from his sleep.
Fang Heng rubbed his face.
He got up, put on his clothes and entered the game.
“Fang Heng, you’re finally here. I’m going to sleep now.”
In the game, Liao Bufan reached out his hand weakly to greet Fang Heng.
Ever since Jimmy and Liu Lin went offline, Liao Bufan yawned while watching Fang Heng’s zombie clones delivering materials back and forth.
It was a great mental blow.
Looking at Liao Bufan’s red and swollen eyes, Fang Heng said instinctively, “Oh, okay. You’ve worked hard. Leave the rest to me.”
Liao Bufan showed an aggrieved look. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, then sighed and quietly lay on the bed to go offline.
“What was going on? What happened to him?”
“He was fine when he logged off, but why does he look half-dead now?”
Fang Heng murmured in a low voice. He turned his head to look, and couldn’t help but be stunned.
What the hell! The pile of materials besides the bed was as tall as two people.
A few potatoes were squashed, some bird eggs were crushed and egg liquid was spilt all over the ground, even some of the glass bottles were broken as well…
Alright.
Fang Heng imagined the process of the zombies transporting the materials.
The zombies weren’t that intelligent so they could only accept simple instructions. After collecting the materials, they didn’t know how to differentiate them according to categories, so they kept piling them up.
Fang Heng scratched his head. He casually took out a few flattened potatoes from the supplies, skewered them using tree branches and roasted them over the fire while he opened the game log to check.
[During the time you went offline, your zombie team collected firewood*412, pebbles*298, firewood*420, empty glass bottles*7, glass bottles filled with turbid water*2, clean mineral water*3, broken glass pieces*1, waste*61, potatoes*12, nails*6, canned fruits*2…]
However, in terms of gathering materials, the zombie clones were doing pretty well!
With so many more materials, it was a little troublesome to manage them.
Fang Heng chuckled and patted his head.
“A blissful trouble.”
[Hint: You have completed baked potato*3, your cooking skill experience points +4.]
After roasting a few potatoes to fill his stomach, he drank two bottles of mineral water to quench his thirst.
After satisfying the basic needs of satiety and thirst, Fang Heng started working.
Fang Heng didn’t expect the zombie’s ‘hack’ skill to be so efficient.
The game had a weight-bearing attribute, so he couldn’t put everything into his backpack.
So, he needed to sort them first, and then put the materials into simple wooden boxes.
It looked like a lot of materials, but for the shelter that was about to be built, these materials were far from enough.
Fang Heng opened the character attribute page and checked for basic production, then he found the simple wooden box option in the production category.
The wooden box required wooden plank*4 and nails*2, and the wood plank required a lot of firewood to be synthesized, or it could be made directly from high-level wooden logs.
The prerequisite for using high-level wooden logs was that the basic production level had to reach level 5.
Fang Heng scratched his head.
He did not have wooden logs and the basic production level had not reached level 5 yet.
Therefore, he could only use firewood to synthesize.
“Take your time.”
Fang Heng shrugged and began to use 10 pieces of firewood to synthesize into a wooden plank.
After one-minute worth of channelling, Fang Heng received a wooden plank.
[Hint: You have completed the production of the wooden plank, your basic production experience points +1.]
“Isn’t this too slow?”
Not only did it take time to create tools, but it also consumed the player’s energy points.
The player’s energy points were limited every day, and the only way to quickly recover his energy points was through sleeping.
“Why don’t I hire a few people to help me with the production? I’ll ask Liao Bufan. He seems to have the awareness of a toolmaker.”
While Fang Heng was talking to himself, the cabin was pushed open again.
A zombie clone completed Fang Heng’s order. It returned to the cabin, walked to Fang Heng and piled the materials in its backpack onto the ‘hill’ one by one.
Facing this group of zombies who were not intelligent, Fang Heng had no choice but to order it to pile the materials in one corner of the cabin.
Only then did the zombie stagger toward another direction.
“Zombies are good at everything, but they’re not very smart… no matter what, their skill level had upgraded to the SSS-level, how come they’re still so stupid?”
While speaking, Fang Heng suddenly thought of something.
He remembered that after the upgrade, the zombie clone could now inherit the skills of players. Did that mean…
No way!
Fang Heng thought of something. He excitedly rubbed his hands and gave the zombie the order to make a wooden plank.
The zombie’s eyes were dull as usual. It slowly walked to Fang Heng and picked up the firewood placed in front of him.
A long channelling bar appeared on its head.
“Ha! Awesome!”
Fang Heng excitedly clapped his hands!
This toolmaker had started making wooden planks!
Fang Heng kept staring at the channelling bar on the zombie’s body until the zombie finished making the wooden planks.
[Hint: Your zombie clone has finished making the wooden planks.]
[Hint: You have gained a wooden plank*1.]
[Hint: Your basic production skill experience points +1.]
“Hahahaha! That’s awesome!”
Fang Heng laughed out loud.
Not only could his clones use skills, but his main body could also inherit the experience points from the skills!
“I’m rich! I’m rich! I’m rich!” he was ecstatic.
Zombies didn’t need any energy points and satiety points!
As long as he had enough materials, he would have ten clones that could log in 24/7 to accumulate skill experience points!
For a moment, Fang Heng felt that he was invincible.
After calming down a little, Fang Heng gave the order to the zombies to continue making the wooden planks.. He ran to the side cheerfully and began sorting the materials that the zombies had collected.
