Chapter 1506 The Mind
However, until now, Fang Heng still could not understand what the so-called pollution and corrupt were and why he was immune to the negative effects of corrupt.
He perceived his sea of consciousness again.
In his sea of consciousness, the dark strength was still there, and it had even spread a little.
Oh no!
The negative effects of pollution also followed him into the real world!
“Advanced game is really not for humans to play.”
Fang Heng complained in his heart.
Fortunately, the Phoenix Firs was already in his hands, and he had completed most of his mission in Watts.
At the very least, he had gained a little.
He felt helpless. It was too dangerous to go back online now. Fang Heng wanted to stay offline for a while to hide and wait for the storm to pass before going online.
If one can’t make up one’s mind, look for one’s teacher.
He could use the time to ask Teacher Dickey about the situation.
After all, Teacher Dickey had lived for so long and was very knowledgeable.
Fang Heng immediately changed into a necromancy scholar uniform and left the room to ask Teacher Dickey about pollution and corrupt.
Unfortunately, after asking the necromancy attendant, he found out that Teacher Dickey was not currently in the Necromancer Association.
It was said that he had just left last night and would be having a three-way negotiation with the people of the Holy Court under the witness of the Federation.
It should be related to the disappearance of the Saintess.
Fang Heng rubbed his chin.
Speaking of which, could corrupt be related to the ritual he had come into contact with?
Fang Heng thought of Viona.
It was Viona who had asked him to enter Watts to look for clues.
Perhaps Viona should know something more.
However, Viona was still in the Land of Plague, and he couldn’t go there.
He discreetly asked Mo Jiawei to go over to test it out.
Fang Heng tried to send a message to Mo Jiawei.
Forget it. He would go to the library to look for information first.
Thus, Fang Heng turned around and returned to the library.
Unfortunately, even when the sun was about to set, he could not find any records related to pollution, corrupt, or the Fallen Ones.
He did find some special materials and potions for repairing trees.
The good news was that those potions could be purchased through the internal points of the Necromancer Association.
He would find an opportunity to ask Tan Shuo to buy some for him.
Right, he could ask Old Black!
Fang Heng thought of Old Black again after reading for a few hours in the library, so he closed the book and left in a hurry.
He returned to his room and logged into the internet.
Old Black didn’t seem to be active during the day.
He was not online.
However, Old Black’s forum didn’t disappoint Fang Heng.
Fang Heng found the relevant content after entering the relevant keywords in the forum.
Someone was selling polluted equipment.
After careful inspection, the polluted equipment was almost the same as normal equipment. The difference was such equipment would result in an anomaly of the spirit after being used for a long time.
It was similar to dizziness, hallucinations, and other negative states.
In severe cases, they would even be enslaved by the strength of corrupt and become monsters that had lost their minds.
It would be similar to the Corrupted and the Fallen Ones.
Fang Heng learned a new term from that.
“Mental attack.”
Eh?
As he scrolled, Fang Heng suddenly saw an anonymous post from two days ago.
The level of the anonymous was very high.
A Level 12 forum level.
Fang Heng, on the other hand, was only a Level 3.
The scoring criteria for the level of the forum depended on the length of time the players spent in the forum, their activity, the level of the referees, and the credibility of the various activities.
Level 12 would be ranked in the top 10% of all players on the forum.
Game world: Watts!
The person who posted was currently in Watts!
Fang Heng caught another keyword and could not help but narrow his eyes.
After looking at the post carefully, Fang Heng realized it was a request for help.
The person who posted that request for help seemed to have encountered great trouble and was greatly polluted. He was currently on the verge of being corrupted. He had a premonition that his mind was about to be stripped away by a special strength, so he wanted to seek help. As for the reward, the other party was willing to provide everything as long as he could survive.
“Mind depriving…”
After reading the content of the request for help, Fang Heng was even more puzzled.
From the information gathered from various sources, it seemed one’s mind would be affected after being corrupted.
But why didn’t he feel that way at all?
Was he immune because of his high basic attributes? Or was it because it was only the elementary stage, so there was little reaction?
From the few help posts on the internet, corrupt was not as simple as it seemed. Once players found out that they were polluted, they would panic and look for a solution.
After a week, there was no more post.
As he looked on, Fang Heng started to feel uneasy.
During his trip to the advanced game world, the problem with the ritual had not been solved, and there was another strange pollution in the sea of consciousness. That made him feel uneasy.
Eh?
The player who posted the mission had logged in!
Perhaps he could get some useful information from him.
Fang Heng’s heart skipped a beat, and he tried to send him a private message.
“Are you there?”
“?”
“I’m in Watts, and I’ve been polluted as well. I want to talk to you about pollution.”
Fang Heng did not expect the other party to have such a big reaction. It was as if the other party had grabbed onto a life-saving straw, and Fang Heng immediately received a reply, ” Can you help me? Where are you? I’ll come and find you!”
“District Ado Tutelan.”
“!!!!!”
The other party sent several exclamation marks in a row.
“What happened in District Ado Tutelan?”
“I don’t know, but I received a mission before. The mission requires me to create chaos in the city.”
“!!!!!”
The other party sent several exclamation marks over again.
“Faction quest?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Previously, I also perceived the calling of a strength, but I didn’t dare to go over. I was worried that the pollution would worsen if I went over. So, what’s your degree of pollution? Or have you completely fallen?”
Complete fallen…
What did he mean?
Fang Heng thought momentarily and continued typing, “We can cooperate. Can we talk face to face?”
The other party hesitated for a while before replying, “Yes. District Ado Tutelan is currently conducting a search and managing the pollution. We need to find a safe place to meet. When it’s dark, their perception of pollution will decrease. We’ll meet at the cafe outside the bell tower in the suburbs. It’s very safe there. I’ll send you the specific coordinates.”
“Alright.”
Fang Heng waited patiently in his room for another two hours until Mo Jiawei went offline next door.
The two of them quickly discussed.
The materials from the Zombie Apocalypse were still being transported.
Mo Jiawei was mainly in charge of trading with the Starfish Company for the past two days.
Halfway through, he first received a message from Starfish Company, saying that Fang Heng had encountered great danger in the advanced game. It then hinted that Fang Heng might have died and asked him to try to contact Fang Heng offline.
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