Published at 8th of April 2022 06:28:06 AM

"Ruoruo, Patriarch Xiao happened to be away these two days, and he won't be back until two days later."

"I'm here to disturb Uncle Sun again. This is the gift I brought to you when I traveled to Beijing last week. This one belongs to Aunt Zhang, as well as Uncle Li and Aunt Chen."

Xiao Ruoruo handed over several bags of beautifully packaged gifts with both hands.

"Ruoruo, you're too polite. Let Aunt Zhang cook you something delicious tonight."

"Thank you Uncle Sun, I want to eat saliva chicken."

"Okay, I'll take you to the guest room first."

Butler Sun liked Xiao Ruoruo very much, and took her to the guest room to rest all the way.

"Huh? Uncle Sun, am I staying in Room 3 this time?"

"There are people in the guest room on the east side, and it's not convenient to distinguish between men and women. This time I'll arrange for you to live in the guest room on the west side."

"Huh? Are there other guests?"

"Well, the host's guest is also a friend of Young Master Mo Jiawei."

"Master Mo?"

Xiao Ruoruo was a little surprised,

She and Mo Jiawei have played together since childhood.

She had the impression that Mo Jiawei loved to play, but he almost never brought friends to the house.

"But why does Young Master Mo's friend live here?"

Xiao Ruoruo's eyes lit up and asked, "Did you come to borrow books like me?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang has been here for a while."

"Hey, does he also study mysticism? Can I ask him for advice?"

"Well...I think it's better not to."

Guan Sun pondered for a moment, then sighed silently in his heart, feeling an indescribable feeling of tiredness.

It's better not to ask for advice, just don't learn from Fang Heng.

"Arrived, weak weak, this is room number eight."

Taking Xiao Ruoruo into the room, Butler Sun frowned unconsciously.

There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the garden. Originally, the small bridge in the garden can be seen through the window.

But now, they can only see piles of broken stones next to the small bridge and flowing water.

What a failure.

"This is"

Xiao Ruoruo was stunned for a moment, and she covered her mouth in surprise.

Butler Sun felt even more headache.

"Weak, I made you laugh. These stones were temporarily stored by the guest in Room 2, who said they were valuables of high value."

"I've already told him that someone will be sent to remove these broken stones soon."

"Steward Sun, are you serious?"

Xiao Ruoruo's eyes stayed on those 'broken stones'.

"That's not a broken stone, those are rough kyanite."

"Huh? What? What rough stone?"

Xiao Ruoruo was full of excitement, with a bit of excitement in his tone, "In the branch of mysticism, aquamarine rough stone is a kind of rough stone with natural energy, and it is very rare."

"Although the natural energy contained is not much, it has very high research value."

Butler Sun looked blank, he saw Xiao Ruoruo blushing.

"Oh, I forgot, Uncle Sun doesn't understand mysticism, I'll go take a look."

Xiao Ruoruo hadn't seen the rough aquamarine with her own eyes, so she went straight to the back garden.

Butler Sun was inexplicable. He couldn't understand the young people today.

No, is it really some precious ore?

...

At night, ten thirty.

A major battle broke out in the fifth district.

Blood Race Invasion!

In the command room of the fifth district of the zombie apocalypse, the federation players were in a state of turmoil.

An emergency report was placed in front of Qianyuan.

"Report! Sanctuary No. 1 was attacked by a large number of vampires!"

"Report! Sanctuaries 2, 5, 6, 7, and 8 were attacked by the vampires!"

"Report! Shelter No. 1 sent a request for help, and it can last up to 20 minutes."

In the game, notifications of attacks on various shelters kept ringing.

One bad news brought the atmosphere in the hall to freezing point.

Qianyuan's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Ask for help?

Where to go for help?

Are you going to a high-dimensional game for help?

World invasion war, they can only rely on themselves.

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"Let the people in Shelter No. 1 retreat. The supplementary team in the southern area of the northern area of the western area is already on the way to support. Hold this wave and wait for the counterattack tomorrow morning."

Qianyuan was very clear in his heart.

Their follow-up player reinforcements rely on the other three regions, and the reinforcements of the opposing blood clan are also continuously joining the battlefield.

This war of attrition started in the territory of their federation, and it was their loss no matter what.

The federal side cannot afford to lose.

If it fails, the entire Fifth District will fall completely into the hands of the anti-Federal forces.

Qianyuan thought that the only chance to kill was in the space-time channel.

As long as the space-time channel can be destroyed, the follow-up army of the blood clan cannot reach the battlefield.

Qianyuan has made a plan at the first time, and all the elite troops in the entire fifth district of the Federation have been sent out at the first time to destroy the space-time channel.

Just be able to destroy the passage!

Fifth District Institute.

In the main control room, the space-time channel is still running.

A steady stream of low-level blood races entered the fifth district through the teleportation channel and went to the frontline battlefield.

Fang Heng stood in front of the console and seemed to observe the outside world, but he was actually using the game log to control the zombies.

The internal ventilation pipes of the institute are directly connected to the sewer.

The sewer is connected to the outside of the institute.

Even though Ye Xiao had already taken precautions and sealed several connection points in advance, it couldn't help Fang Heng.

It took him a while to get the zombie clones to re-dig the blocked passage.

Outside Ye Xiao and the federal forces were fighting for their lives, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the small group of zombies that were swaying toward the sewers under the night.

Since a few hours before Heng saw those tyrant training cabins on the sixth underground floor, he was ready for a wave of greed.

A total of 42 tyrant training cabins.

With this calculation, his number of vine zombies is a bit insufficient.

From the beginning of the morning to the present, it took more than ten hours for the vine zombies to reach the sewers.

Next, let them enter the ventilation duct through the sewers, climb to the second floor to get the tools, and then climb back to the sixth floor...

Fang Heng was remotely controlling the zombie group, and suddenly his heart moved.

He turned his head and looked back at the space-time channel.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.

He could feel that this vampire was stronger than the previous low-level vampires.

"Intermediate blood race..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

The space-time channel has become stable after running for a period of time~www.novelhall.com~ The middle-level blood race has also begun to pass through the space-time channel.

Fang Heng looked away and lowered his head to observe the external battle through the monitor screen.

Outside the sanctuary, the Night Owl Organization has also officially dealt with the federal elite team.

The weapons and equipment owned by the Federation side are more advanced, and the physical fitness of the players is also better.

But Sikong Mao's side had already made preparations for battle, backed by the terrain advantages of the research institute, and fighting at night was extremely unfavorable for the Federation side.

The battle was heated up for a while.

Fang Heng was clear in his heart.

The Federation did not pose a real threat to the Institute, and Sikong Mao didn't even draw out his trump card.

But at least, the federation gave Sikong Mao a certain amount of pressure, so that he did not have time to deal with the inside of the research institute.

Time to get started!