Chapter 229 Temporary Safe House
Meng Hao picked up the report and immediately looked down to read it.
“Heh, more than a thousand people!”
A company executive saw the estimated number of people in the prison on the doc.u.ment and couldn’t help but laugh coldly.
“What a bunch of idiots. With a thousand people, the difficulty of Blood Moon will reach Level 30. When that time comes, the shelter will have to face a Tier 4 Little Corpse King. Even if they have a team of Dark Knights, they won’t be able to stop it.”
“It seems that there are no problems with the prison. How are the preparations in Meng City?”
“It has already been arranged. Captain Zhao is very experienced in commanding. Blood Moon Level 5 is just a game to him.” “According to Director Meng’s plan, the prison will not survive the Blood Moon. When the Blood Moon pa.s.ses, Captain Zhao will lead a team to occupy the prison.”
“Hahahaha!”
Seeing that the plan was going smoothly, everyone in the meeting room was in a good mood.
“The biggest contributor this time is still Director Meng. He effortlessly obtained a prison base.” Meng Hao ignored everyone’s discussion.
He looked down at the doc.u.ments he had just obtained.
The more he read, the more he felt that something was strange.
Before he knew it, a layer of cold sweat had formed on his forehead.
Something was wrong!
Something was very wrong!
as
“What’s wrong? Director Meng, you don’t look well. Are you sick?”
Meng Hao suddenly looked up. “Something’s wrong! Something must be wrong!”
In the room, the people who were already discussing where the celebration party would be held suddenly quieted down.
“Director Meng, Don’t be so agitated. Take your time.”
“There’s one line in the report. Just three hours ago, a player’s shelter from Area C by the lake was attacked by the Prison Army. The owner of the shelter chose to surrender.”
“This means that the prison is still expanding!”
“According to the game’s settings, announcements will be made in the first 30 hours, the first 10 hours, the first 3 hours, the first 1 hour and the last 10 minutes before the Blood Moon, indicating the current Blood Moon difficulty level.”
“It’s impossible for the prison side not to notice that their difficulty level of the Blood Moon has increased significantly.” “But they’re still expanding! This doesn’t make sense at all!”
An indescribable feeling of irritation rose in Meng Hao’s heart.
He knew that he must have missed something.
But he couldn’t figure out what exactly the problem was!
This feeling drove him crazy!
“Um…”
A District 3 supervisor asked, “Are you too nervous? You said that Fang Heng is greedy, or that he is very confident in his shelter.”
“Yes, Director Meng. Fang Heng used to be a lone ranger. He never had experience in controlling large-scale shelters. He may not be sensitive to the strength of the Blood Moon…”
Meng Hao flipped through the reports he had received.
“No, that’s not right. Fang Heng is greedy, but he’s not stupid!”
“He must have realized that the number of players in the prison has already exceeded the limits of his shelter.”
“But he’s still expanding openly. Everything doesn’t make sense!”
Everyone fell silent. “Could it be that he has a way to deal with the Blood Moon?”
“That’s impossible. Don’t joke around. From Blood Moon Level 30 onwards, there would be the Tier 4 Little Corpse King. We’ve seen the footage secretly taken inside the prison a few times. That kind of defense definitely won’t be able to stop the Little Corpse King.” “Then could it be…”
Everyone began to discuss.
Hearing everyone’s unreliable guesses, Meng Hao grew more and more confused.
He was very sure that Fang Heng had some sort of plan, but he knew nothing about it!
This kind of unpredictability made Meng Hao extremely nervous.
(Hint: There are three hours left until the Blood Moon arrives. Overall, your shelter estimates the strength of the Blood Moon to be Level 37.)
Good!
The difficulty increased by another 10 levels.
Starting from Level 30, the Blood Moon would sp.a.w.n a Little Corpse King.
To the player’s shelter, the Little Corpse King was a nightmare that could not be resisted!
Under the enhancement of the Blood Moon, the Little Corpse King’s various attributes were greatly enhanced, and its destructive power was even stronger than the Nemesis.
Even the Meteorite Company’s mansion could only rely on the beam cannon to deal with it.
However.
Their shelter had four Tyrants guarding it.
Tyrants had enough flesh on themselves, so they could still withstand it together.
“Come, let’s drink.”
In front of the bonfire, Liao Bufan handed Fang Heng a bottle of coffee.
Fang Heng drank it in one gulp.
“Click.”
The alloy iron door on the left side of the room was pushed open from the outside.
Fang Heng raised his head.
David walked in with Mo Jiawei, chatting and laughing “Eh? Fang Heng, why are you here? Aren’t you still in Meng City?”
Seeing Fang Heng and Liao Bufan in the room, Mo Jiawei was shocked.
Fang Heng stood up from the bonfire and nodded, “This is the temporary safe house that I built not long ago.” “When the Blood Moon comes, the players of the shelter will be temporarily placed here. Liao Bufan will be in charge of this part of the work.”
“You’re just in time. Can you give me some advice and see how the safe house is?”
“Um…”
Mo Jiawei quickly looked around.
What the h.e.l.l did he know about a safe house!
However, this safe house was large enough to accommodate thousands of people.
The walls and ceilings were filled with the texture of metal and looked very solid.
“You upgraded and reinforced the walls with Tier 5 metal iron?”
“No, it’s just a special alloy layer that can increase a small part of the defense.”
“Alright…”
Mo Jiawei couldn’t help but mutter in his heart.
Was that necessary?
If they couldn’t defend the outside of the prison and waited for the zombie horde to attack, it would be useless no matter how well the safe house was set up.
At most, it would delay the zombie horde’s attack time.
Wouldn’t they be waiting for death?
“Eh?”
Mo Jiawei suddenly noticed that there was an iron door on the other side of the safe house.
“What’s that door? An emergency escape pa.s.sage?”
“Come, let’s take a look.”
Fang Heng beckoned Mo Jiawei to walk to the other side of the safe house.
Mo Jiawei didn’t suspect him. He walked to the door and pushed it open.
The moment the door opened, an indescribable stench a.s.saulted him.
Mo Jiawei immediately covered his nose and hurriedly closed the door.
He was too familiar with this stench!
He recognized it almost instantly. “Sewer?”
“You dug a sewer?” Mo Jiawei turned his head and looked at Fang Heng and the others with surprise.
He was completely dumbfounded.
He couldn’t understand the meaning of Fang Heng’s fancy operation.
What was the purpose of digging a sewer? What if the zombie horde came in through the sewer?
“Hahaha, David, well done! I knew it! You’re the best engineer I’ve ever seen!”
Seeing Mo Jiawei’s confused expression, Fang Heng high-fived David who was beside him.
Victor also laughed happily.
“Not bad. If I had more time, I could have done better.”
Just yesterday, Victor made some modifications to the s.p.a.ce tearing device according to Fang Heng’s plan, connecting the door of the s.p.a.ce crack to the iron door at the entrance of the safe house.
Through special construction methods, Victor had directly covered up the traces of the existence of the portal.
In addition, the entire pa.s.sage was very dark. Ordinary players would not be able to tell that they had already entered Meng City’s sewer area through the teleportation pa.s.sage.
Just like a while ago, Mo Jiawei had pa.s.sed through the s.p.a.ce crack without knowing anything.
“Sigh.”
Liao Bufan sighed and put his hand on Mo Jiawei’s shoulder. “Welcome to Meng City’s sewer, Mo Jiawei.”
?