942 Temporary Camp
Fang Heng lifted his long spear.
Forget it. He couldn’t rush it either. He had better escort the convoy back first, then see if he could find any suitable weapons when he returned to the Necromancer Association. He should be able to farm monsters faster then.
“You guys get in the car and leave first, I’ll cover!” Fang Heng shouted, signaling the Federation escort team to leave first.
The team moved quickly, boarding the truck one by one and starting the truck to evacuate.
Fang Heng stabbed a few skeletal creatures that were chasing after him to death and threw his spear back into the large truck that was transporting supplies. Then, he quickly entered the car that Li Shaoqiang was driving.
“Those bastards from Oro, let’s see how I’m going to get back at them when we get back!”
Although they didn’t suffer any substantial losses, what the other party did still managed to provoke Li Shaoqiang’s anger.
After saying brutal words, Li Shaoqiang turned to Fang Heng, “Don’t you think so, Mr. Fang?”
“Ah, yes… It’s better to be careful,” Fang Heng felt that things might not be as simple as Li Shaoqiang thought.
After all, Oro Company had done a very clean job and didn’t leave behind any evidence. Not to mention, the other party was so bold and clearly fearless. It was likely that they had already bribed the higher-ups.
Hu Wenming smiled bitterly and didn’t dare to reply. He only hoped that the journey would be smoother.
The rest of the journey was relatively safe, and the players worked together to deal with the undead creatures they encountered along the way.
After some delay, the vehicles passed another intersection that was occupied by the players of Oro Company. Then, they slowly drove into the temporary camp of the Federation on the periphery of the Necromancer Association.
Hu Wenming, who had been on tenterhooks, finally let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, they did not encounter any more trouble.
The temporary campsite was surrounded by a dispelling magic array, which could effectively dispel the aura of the death realm.
However, the aura of the death realm was not so easy to deal with.
The dense aura of the death realm had a corrosive effect. As such, the magic array would be corroded after operating for a certain period. Hence, players had to repair it every three hours.
Hu Wenming jumped out of the car, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and let out a heavy breath.
It had been a shocking but not quite dangerous trip.
“Thank you, everyone. The mission has been successfully completed. I’ll bring my people to unload the goods first. After the inventory is done, we’ll go to the Federation commission office to settle the commission.”
“Sure, go ahead. We’ll meet at the exchange point later.”
Tan Shuo got out of the car and stood beside a military truck to inspect it. Suddenly, he stopped everyone, “Wait a minute, everyone come and take a look at this.”
Everyone gathered around the truck to take a look. There were a few runes stuck in the gaps in the corner of the truck.
It was only the lowest level of runes and had limited effects, but it was enough to disgust people.
Seeing this, Hu Wenming’s expression changed several times.
“The soul-summoning talisman. How disgusting!” Li Shaoqiang gritted his teeth, “No wonder we encountered so many undead creatures along the way. It was this that attracted them. The people from Oro Company must have pasted it sneakily when we stopped the truck!”
Hu Wenming was extremely glad that he had brought Li Shaoqiang along for this mission. Otherwise, their entire small company might have been destroyed on the way, never mind completing the mission.
However, what else could he do?
Small companies really didn’t have the confidence to fight against those behemoths.
If he had the time, he better spend it trying to find a way to support his family.
Hu Wenming sighed dejectedly, “Forget it. I won’t take on such a mission next time.”
“Bullsh*t! We can’t just let this matter rest. Just you wait, you go unload the goods first, I’ll go to the commander to ask for an explanation!” Li Shaoqiang was furious.
He looked at Fang Heng and said, “Mr. Fang, the Necromancer Association is still under lockdown. If you want to enter, you’ll have to apply to the Federation. It’ll be troublesome if you apply for it alone. I’ll process the application for you and complain about those bastards from Oro game guild while I’m at it.”
“Don’t be rash,” Tan Shuo knew Li Shaoqiang’s personality, so he nodded and said, “I’ll go with you.”
Then, Tan Shuo looked at Fang Heng, “Mr. Fang, you can take a walk around the camp. We’ll be out soon.”
“Alright, I’ll wait for you guys,” Fang Heng nodded, “By the way, you just said that the Federation issued a mission to the outside world. Where do you collect the mission settlement?”
“I know. It’s right beside the unloading area,” Hu Wenming was very grateful to Fang Heng, so he said, “I have to go over to unload the goods, so I’ll take you there.”
“Alright.”
Fang Heng couldn’t enter important places like the Federation’s command center, for the time being, so the two groups split up.
Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei followed Hu Wenming to unload the goods.
The Federation’s mission handover office in the camp was next to the unloading point.
The mission handover office was a temporarily modified hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Heng noticed the huge screen facing the entrance.
He looked at the mission notifications from the Federation that were constantly refreshing on the big screen and couldn’t help squinting his eyes.
There were not many types of missions issued by the Federation, so the difficulty could be seen at a glance.
The missions ran along the lines of clearing areas, purifying the aura of the death realm, maintaining magic arrays, setting up strongholds, protecting areas, and so on.
Seeing Fang Heng looking at the screen without saying anything, Mo Jiawei moved closer to him and asked, “Old Fang, what do you say? It looks like you want to make a fortune again?”
Fang Heng touched his chin, “Old Mo, to be honest, I think your proposal is very good.”
“Cough, cough… Cough!” Mo Jiawei choked on Fang Heng’s answer and coughed several times.
He looked at Fang Heng and said, “If you want to make a fortune, then do so. I didn’t stop you. Don’t throw the blame on me!”
“Let’s go and ask about the situation.”
There were more than a dozen administrative windows at the rear of the office.
Fang Heng asked together with Mo Jiawei.
The counter teller from the Federation briefly explained the process of accepting missions to Fang Heng.
It was very simple. He only needed to make a record and register before he could receive the mission. He was required to have a camera on during the entire mission.
The Federation would also assign accompanying personnel to supervise in cases of large-scale missions.
After the completion of the mission, companies could obtain contribution points which could be exchanged for reputation points, various real-world resources, and funds, as well as in-game materials and points.
It was worth mentioning that there was a limit to the number of King of Gods’ points that could be exchanged. The maximum quota of King of Gods’ points for a single person per month was no more than 3000, and the limit on companies was no more than 50000.
After taking a closer look, Fang Heng found that most of the related missions in the area where the truck had passed by just now had been accepted by Oro Company and were in a state of being entrusted.
It seemed that Oro Company had booked the entire place.
This was also within his expectations.
Such a thing wasn’t strange in the game, but he didn’t expect it to be the same outside the game.
Fang Heng thought for a while and prepared to choose a mission that would reduce the concentration of the aura of the death realm in the area.
Such a mission was ranked as the highest SS level by the Federation.
