Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game - Chapter 2513

Chapter 2513 Tactical Cooperation

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Luo Xu and Sun Zhaoyu felt their hearts sink at the sight, quickly turning to Fang Heng.

What to do?

The Lord of the demonic seed’s strongest summoning ability was suppressed!

Fang Heng’s expression remained unchanged as he glanced down at the game notifications.

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker) has been devoured and is dead.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker) has been attacked by a Sloth’s orb, entering negative effects such as violent poison, fatigue, reduced health limit, and weakness…]

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The zombie clone had high HP and, combined with its terrifying self-resurrection ability, was essentially a meat shield. Thus, it was most vulnerable to direct death judgment skills.

Fang Heng looked up at Narlyev, the leader of the summoned demons.

The number of Lickers was insufficient and likely wouldn’t break through the overall defensive barrier set by Narlyev.

There was no need to waste further resources.

With a quick motion, Fang Heng signaled for the Lickers to retreat.

If he wanted to break through, it would require some effort.

He was about to switch tactics when he noticed Narlyev also retracting the magic array.

Eh?

What was going on?

Narlyev stepped forward a few paces and laughed loudly, “Hahaha, demonic seed, Fang Heng, it’s an honor to have you here. Would you mind coming over to talk with us?”

Talk?

Luo Xu sensed something was off and whispered, “Mr. Fang, be careful; this could be a trap.”

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“Yeah”

Fang Heng nodded lightly, curious about Narlyev’s intentions. He took a few steps forward, maintaining a safe distance.

Narlyev smiled approvingly and said, “Fang Heng, your abilities are impressive. I admit, you are stronger than any demonic seed I’ve encountered.”

“Thank you, you’re not weak either.”

“Ahahaha!” Narlyev laughed heartily. “Being praised by a demonic seed is enough to make me proud.”

“Shall we begin? What do you want to discuss?”

Narlyev smiled slightly and continued, “The outside world claims that we, the Revolution Society, are mere puppets of Jealousy, following its orders to manipulate other demonic seeds and siphon their powers.”

“Hmph!” Sun Zhaoyu couldn’t help but scoff. “Isn’t that true?”

“Partially yes, but also no.”

Narlyev took a step forward, his hand forming a fist in the air, “I believe all power can be controlled by us humans.”

Fang Heng frowned, “I don’t quite understand what you’re trying to say.”

“Fang Heng, I don’t care about any believers of the demonic seed. I admit that part of my strength does indeed come from the Jealousy demonic seed, but while its power can influence me from the outside, it cannot directly affect me, nor can it control my consciousness.”

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“Anyone who tries to dominate me will ultimately be trampled underfoot.”

Narlyev looked at Fang Heng, his tone somewhat enticing, “Greed, I’m certain there will be a clash between me and ‘Jealousy’. We are not enemies, in fact, our goals align.”

“Oh?”

Fang Heng assessed Narlyev, wondering if “Jealousy” was aware of this bold declaration.

But then he thought about it; unlike other worlds, it seemed “Jealousy” couldn’t truly descend into this one.

“I’m somewhat interested in your proposal for cooperation. What do you have in mind?”

“We could share knowledge and power, finding ways to combat Jealousy together.”

Narlyev’s eyes sparkled with confidence as he continued, “You just saw how we studied Jealousy’s powers, fusing various demonic seeds’ strengths to summon the Hell Gate.”

“The methods we developed to harness these powers are independent of Jealousy; we can achieve this easily.”

“I can teach you how to use these powers, helping you absorb the strengths of other demonic seeds for your own purposes.”

“You are a demonic seed; you’re better suited to utilize these powers than we are, right?”

Fang Heng felt a stir of interest within him.

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To be honest, he was genuinely tempted.

Fang Heng contemplated Narlyev’s offer.

If what he said was true, and they could indeed convert the powers of other demonic seeds, it might make it easier for Abe Akaya to complete its advancement mission.

“We’re not enemies, Fang Heng. If you don’t mind, follow me. I’ll show you something,” Narlyev said, turning to lead the way inside.

Luo Xu and the others were momentarily bewildered. They had always viewed the Revolution Society as mere followers of Jealousy. Perhaps that was why they believed the Revolution Society had abandoned their agreements, bowing to the abyssal demons for greater power.

Now Narlyev claimed that the Revolution Society wasn’t under Jealousy’s control, and even sought to break free from it.

Narlyev took a few steps forward but noticed that Fang Heng and his group hadn’t followed. He turned back, asking, “What’s the matter? Aren’t you here to find the demonic seed we have imprisoned? I can take you there.”

Enter the Revolution Society’s inner sanctum? Was that leading them into a trap?

Yu Jiayuan hesitated, glancing at Fang Heng for guidance.

“Let’s go. We should see what they have to offer.”

…

The headquarters of the Revolution Society was a sprawling structure, and Narlyev led the group down into the research area basement.

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After passing through several security checkpoints, Fang Heng and the others finally laid eyes on the demonic seed encased within a giant petri dish.

The demonic seed bore strange brand markings, and thick brown wires snaked from the dish into external machinery.

Fang Heng stood before the petri dish, focusing on the demonic seed inside.

He found it—the Gluttony seed!

In addition to the Gluttony seed, there were two other human forms within the dish. All three were demonic seeds, but the other two possessed significantly weaker powers.

“How is it? Interesting, isn’t it?”

Narlyev observed the sleeping demonic seeds, nodding as he explained, “They remain in a dormant state, unable to perceive any external situations. Whenever we need to harness power, we attempt to activate them and extract energy.”

Listening to Narlyev’s explanation, Fang Heng pondered.

Was this method merely about using machinery and potions to extract energy from the demonic seeds?

It seemed like there was no way to improve the absorption efficiency through this method.

Narlyev turned to Fang Heng and asked, “What are you thinking about, Fang Heng?”

“I was thinking if one day I might end up like them.”

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“Ha ha ha, you must be joking.”

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