Chapter 7: Ride One' s Coattails
When Liu Lin went online, Fang Heng was sorting out the materials. There were three simple wooden boxes placed in front of his simple bed.
"Yo, you're here."
Fang Heng waved his hand and greeted Liu Lin.
Liu Lin's smile was a little stiff.
This guy had made simple wooden boxes!
Liu Lin envied Fang Heng's talent but also regretted not having a good relationship with Fang Heng.
Fortunately, at least she did not offend Fang Heng.
Liu Lin hesitated again and again. She took a deep breath and made her decision.
"Fang Heng, my talent is medicine making."
"Ah?"
Fang Heng raised his head and looked at Liu Lin, who had introduced herself.
"An A+-level talent attribute." Liu Lin looked at Fang Heng, "Currently, I can make some medicinal herbs for hemostasis and recovery. After level 10, I can make an anti-virus serum to increase infection resistance, and after level 20, I can make gene potions to increase players' attribute level."
Very powerful!
Potion making was one of the rare talents in the game.
After all, there were very few ways to increase a player's basic attributes in the zombie apocalypse game.
Potion making was one of them.
The troublesome thing was that Liu Lin would only be able to make a potion after level 20.
Take the zombie apocalypse in District 7 as an example. It had been decades since the game started and 99% of the players had yet to reach level 10.
"How's my talent?" Liu Lin asked straightforwardly.
"It's okay."
The latter stage of the game would be very challenging, but of course, she had to survive until the later stage.
Fang Heng didn't quite understand why Liu Lin would ask that.
Liu Lin was indeed a little unhappy.
What did he mean by "It's okay"? Such a talent was already very hard to find, probably one out of thousands!
But on second thought, compared to Fang Heng's powerful talent, it was indeed okay.
Soon, Fang Heng realized that Liu Lin's self-introduction was a 'request' to form a team.
Fang Heng nodded and pondered over it.
Not considering Liu Lin's skills for now.
Indeed, the zombie clone was not omnipotent. At least, before the player's shelter was built, he still needed teammates.
For example, when he went out, the materials in the shelter might be taken away by others and the materials obtained by the zombies also needed to be sorted, as well as the transactions with the other players...
Fang Heng looked at Liu Lin and hesitated.
He wasn't sure if Liu Lin was suitable to be a teammate.
After all, they had only known each other for one day. He wasn't sure what kind of person Liu Lin was.
Seeing Fang Heng's hesitation, Liu Lin pouted and humphed, then began to explain.
"I don't like playing games and I have no intention of developing in the game. I just hope that I can pass the time that the King of Gods forced me to play, so it's the most convenient for me to rely on you."
"Don't worry. As long as you guarantee my safety, if there's anything that I can be of use to you in the future, I'll do my best to help you."
Originally, Liu Lin could only rely on herself when she couldn't find someone to depend on. Now that she had found Fang Heng, she naturally felt that it would be easier to rely on him.
Liu Lin felt that with Fang Heng's powerful talent skill, as long as he wasn't a fool, it wouldn't be a problem for him to survive.
"Alright, I understand. I'll provide you with three meals and guarantee your safety. In return, you'll work for me. Do you accept this condition?"
"Let's cooperate. Both parties can terminate the cooperation at any time and go their ways."
"Deal."
Fang Heng shrugged and agreed.
At this stage, it was always good to have a helper.
As for whether Liu Lin was suitable to be a trustworthy partner, he would have to interact with her for some time and observe her.
At least Liu Lin was pretty.
Liu Lin grinned. "Hehehe, happy working together."
Fang Heng pointed at the box on the right. "There's food in that box. If you're hungry, you can take it. Remember to protect it well. I have a mission for you later."
"Haha! You're generous, I have picked the right person!"
Liu Lin laughed. Ever since she joined the apocalypse game, the pressure to stay alive was so huge that she found it hard to breathe. She had no choice but to suppress her nature and act unapproachable.
Now, Liu Lin finally felt a little more at ease. She returned to her usual self, and like a happy little magpie, she skipped towards the front of the box.
"Wow! Rich boss, you have bottled mineral water. I couldn't stand it for a long time. The boiled water here always has a strange smell."
"Wow! You even have canned fruits!"
Hearing Liu Lin crying out in surprise beside him, Fang Heng shook his head silently.
"Why was she so excited over such a small amount of food?"
At present, Fang Heng had collected enough food for him to last for several days.
As the number of zombies increased, the amount of food collected would also increase.
Perhaps because the former owner of his body was a night owl, Fang Heng didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he felt more and more energetic.
After he was done organizing the materials, Fang Heng still could not fall asleep. He turned on the radio to check on the progress of the other players around him.
[Materials exchange, those who want to exchange, come! Lack of food! Lack of food! Lack of food!]
[Is there anyone who wants to take me in? I beg you!]
[Request for a group! Currently, there are three people in the shelter. They require talent level B-level and above. If you are interested, send me a private message.]
[Does anyone know where I can find nails? Why can't I make them?]
[I'm starving. Do you have anything for stammers? I'll do whatever you want.]
[Where can I find a shelter? The shelter I've found is full!]
Fang Heng flipped through the chat logs on the radio. Most of them were just random messages.
Most of the players in the vicinity had already found a shelter. On the first night, they were also hungry, so there was a huge demand for food.
This was a good thing, but it was also a bad thing.
On one hand, he could use the food premium to exchange for a large number of basic materials. On the other hand, he had to be careful of other players taking advantage of him.
Fang Heng secretly set up a plan to create a shelter.
Tomorrow, he needed to do two things. First, he needed to explore the surrounding area and find a suitable place to build a shelter. He also needed to find out if there were other survivors nearby and if there were camps for apocalypse game merchants.
To avoid trouble in the early stages, it was best to find a place with fewer players to build a shelter.
After all, players would kill their zombies. This kind of thing often happened in the memories of this body.
Second, he needed to level up.
The evolution crystal fragments that dropped from killing ordinary zombies could at most increase a character's level to level 5.
After that, if he wanted to continue levelling up, he needed to kill higher level zombies or use a large number of survival points to exchange with the players.
He would first level up his character to level 5 and expand the number of zombie clones to 15, further increasing the efficiency of 'hacking'.
Oh right, he almost forgot. He still had to go for an interview tomorrow afternoon.
Otherwise, it would be interesting if he didn't starve to death at the end of the game but instead starved to death in the real world.
While thinking, Fang Heng said, "Liu Lin, tomorrow, you and Liao Bufan will go around and try to figure out the surrounding environment. Try to find a suitable place to build a shelter. It's best to stay hidden."
"Okay. When you go, bring some food. If you find other survivors, you can exchange for nails with them."
"Shelter? Nails?!"
Liu Lin was not stupid. Her eyelids twitched.
She asked in disbelief, "Fang Heng, you want to build your shelter?!"