National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3134 Unknown Research

"The 'Heliom' experiment, I wonder if the Norl people know about this experiment."

Fang Heng frowned slightly, muttering to himself as he continued to search through the mental information.

The fourth batch of selected warriors has been chosen by Governor Lila and will be sent to the ship Prism V on the 3rd of next month, where they will be directly sent to the experimental site.

Fang Heng sorted through the entire message, narrowed his eyes slightly, and involuntarily clenched his fists.

"The laws... surpass the strength of high-level, even worship-level, martial artists..."

That sounds so appealing!

Most high-level martial artists have reached the peak of the extraordinary level in at least one academic discipline. If they want to break through to this level, they either need to master another academic discipline or completely cross the threshold of the demigod level.

At this level, the improvement in strength is often measured in years.

How can such a huge breakthrough be achieved in just a few months?

What exactly is the 'Heliom' experiment that the clan refers to?

and also.

According to Mu Shunan and Nasir, if one wants to advance their academic level to the god-level, it means possessing power equivalent to that of a god...

Fang Heng became increasingly interested.

However, the list of high-level martial artists participating in this experiment has already been finalized, and at first glance, it seems that it won't be so easy to sneak in.

Fang Heng pondered for a moment and continued to examine the remaining contents within the purple light cluster.

Huh?

Some information regarding the spread of the black mist among the pan-human race was also reported by the light cluster.

Just as he thought.

The clan had not determined that there was anything wrong with him. They had simply investigated all the pan-human races located in the Seven Realms Martial Capital. Unless they could be sure that there was no problem, they slaughtered all the remaining suspects.

Fang Heng saw the names of Capa and Colcarrot.

The clan originally intended to eliminate them as well.

However, the clan believed they could use the two as bait, so they temporarily imprisoned them and set traps in the prison so that anyone who tried to contact Capa and the other would be captured on the spot.

"Ah……"

Fang Heng sneered and continued searching.

It turns out that Capa and his companion were ostensibly still being held in the border prison, but in reality, they had been transferred to the Land of Ice and Souls as prisoners.

Trouble.

Fang Heng thought to himself that this was troublesome. He had originally thought that Kapa and the other person were in the Seven Realms Martial Capital, and that with the power of the Nor clan, he could still negotiate and find a way to release them.

Unexpectedly, the clan had already taken action ahead of time.

After thinking about it, Fang Heng abandoned his original plan to continue cultivating.

Now that we've figured out where Capa and the other man are, we need to rescue them as soon as possible.

……

Since the invasion last night, the entire clan building has been under martial law until the clan's high-ranking fleet arrived in the Seven Realms Capital the following afternoon.

The entire Seven Realms Martial Capital Joint Investigation Department is paying close attention to this matter.

However, the family members stated that they would formulate the investigation plan themselves and did not want outsiders to interfere.

Soon, the clan discovered that in addition to the attack on the building that night, the martial artists they had sent out to deal with Fang Heng had also completely disappeared.

Fang Heng became one of the key suspects in the clan.

However, at this very moment, Fang Heng had already contacted the Elf Clan of the Seven Realms Martial Capital overnight and managed to infiltrate the spaceship bound for the Land of Ice Souls through the Elf Clan's secret channels.

There is only one ship per week heading to the Land of Ice Souls, and it just so happens to be this afternoon.

However, the Elven race's influence in the Seven Realms Martial Capital was very weak, so Fang Heng could only make some simple disguises, pretending to be an Elven who had committed a crime, and blending in with a group of prisoners who were being taken to the extreme cold.

After a hurried journey, Fang Heng learned from a fellow prisoner that the Ice Soul Land was a special planet where prisoners were directly imprisoned by a clan.

The planet possesses unique mineral resources, but they are difficult to develop, so prisoners are sent to the planet every week for mining missions.

At this time, the cabin where Fang Heng was located was already filled with more than 300 people.

More than 300 prisoners were crammed into the not-so-spacious ship's cabin, emitting an unpleasant odor.

Several ship guards, probably unable to bear the unpleasant smell, stood guard at the entrance to the ship's cabin.

Fang Heng mingled among a group of prisoners, lying on the ground against the wall.

He didn't want to cause trouble; he just wanted to get into the Ice Soul Land as soon as possible and then leave with Capa and the other two.

Unexpectedly, trouble found me first.

A burly, middle-aged alien walked up to Fang Heng and, as if deliberately looking for trouble, kicked him hard.

"Get out of my way, you foul-smelling sprite!"

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, looking at the newcomer, a murderous intent flashing in his pupils.

The middle-aged man from another race felt a sudden jolt of fear when Fang Heng noticed him.

"The newcomer is ignorant, don't take it to heart." An old man stood up and blocked Fang Heng's way, repeatedly bowing and apologizing to the newcomer, "I apologize to you on his behalf."

Realizing he had just shown weakness, the alien felt a surge of anger rising within him, which he vented on the old man. "Damn it! Old man! How old are you to still try to stand up for others? Do you even deserve it? If you don't get out of the way, I'll break your legs, you believe me?!"

Upon hearing the curses, the group of young people who were originally behind the old man stood up and moved to stand behind him.

"Click!!!"

The ship's cabin door opened.

Two ship guards boarded the ship, their eyes sweeping over the two opposing sides, and shouted, "What are you both doing! Are you bored out of your minds? If you don't back down, you'll each get an extra ten years in prison!"

Upon hearing this, the burly foreign man glared fiercely, shook his head, snorted coldly, and then retreated.

"Young man, thank you. This is your first time here, isn't it? Don't bother with people like them. Once we get to the Land of Ice Souls, someone will teach them a lesson."

Fang Heng gave a soft "hmm" and asked, "Why are you helping me?"

“We’re all from the same human race. When we’re out and about, we should lend a hand if we can.” Uncle Hong waved his hand. “I’m a bit older than you, just call me Uncle Hong.”

Fang Heng was somewhat surprised.

His elven disguise wasn't perfect, but he didn't expect it to be seen through so easily.

"What was the reason for Uncle Hong's sentencing?"

“Normally, it wouldn’t be a big deal; a little money could settle it. But lately, we’ve been unlucky enough to run into a clan. The clan’s punishments for us pan-human races are harsh. A group of young people in the clan have been serving sentences of more than ten years. I was worried that something might happen to them, so I came along.”

Fang Heng nodded slightly.

"The Land of Ice Souls is a mixed bag, and you can only believe half of what the prisoners say, or you'll be the one who suffers," Uncle Hong advised. "If you don't mind, come with us when we get to the Land of Ice Souls."

"Thank you."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and continued to close his eyes to rest. (End of Chapter)