“Fang Heng? What do you think?”

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but just as he was about to reject him, Fang Heng immediately changed his words and spoke righteously.

“Of course, Ai Lei, whether it’s the parallel world or here, our goals are the same. Bring peace back to this world and rebuild our home.”

“You’re right, Fang Heng!”

Ai Lei excitedly slammed the table and turned to shout at the apocalypse merchant beside him, “Hawk! Give me two boxes of beer!”

Gulp gulp gulp…

Ai Lei gulped down a bottle of beer and passed another bottle to Fang Heng.

“Fang Heng, if you need anything, feel free to contact me. We’ll save these two damned worlds together!”

Looking at the beer Ai Lei handed over, Fang Heng used his fingers to open the bottle cap.

Gulp gulp gulp…

[Hint: Your favorability rating with Ai Lei has increased significantly.]

[Hint: You have accepted the next tier for the main storyline mission-Ai Lei’s plan.]

Mission name: Ai Lei’s plan.

Mission description: Follow Ai Lei’s plan. You need to increase your level in the Scavenger Army as soon as possible to meet with Cook Barn.

Mission requirements: Increase the player’s Scavenger Army level to Level 10.

Mission reward: Main storyline contribution, survival points, King of Gods’ points.

After discussing some details with Ai Lei, Fang Heng returned to the shelter.

Seeing that the 48-hour parallel world teleportation time was about to end, Fang Heng went offline again and brought the ‘Occult Guide’ back to the real world. Then, he emptied his backpack.

Finally, he put the divine potion that he had painstakingly obtained into the warp backpack slot.

Fortunately, the item in the warp backpack slot could be stacked.

Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, took two bottles of divine potion and waited for his return home.

…

The 48-hour time limit ended and Fang Heng was forcefully pulled back to District 8 in an instant.

[Hint: You have been pulled by a special spatial strength. You have returned to District 8.]

In the entire basement hall, dozens of research personnel were waiting for Fang Heng’s return.

This was the first time in history that parallel world teleportation had been carried out.

“You seem to be in good condition.” Victor waved at Fang Heng. “How does it feel to be in a parallel world? Fang Heng?”

The researcher looked at Fang Heng, waiting for him to give a speech.

“Not bad. The teleportation was successful. I went to that parallel universe.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire basement burst into cheers.

[Hint: The first parallel time travel has been completed. The morale of the survivors in your shelter has been greatly increased. The research speed has been increased by 72 hours and the loyalty of all survivors in the shelter has been slightly increased.]

David of the Dark Knights was also very concerned about Fang Heng’s trip. He and a few Dark Knights’ researchers had been staying here for the past two days, waiting for Fang Heng’s return.

“Fang Heng, Congratulations.”David asked, “What about the first-generation meteorite? Did you get the first-generation meteorite from the parallel world?”

“The first-generation meteorite is a little troublesome.” Fang Heng rubbed his neck and explained, “The first-generation meteorite from the parallel world was also destroyed.”

Mo Jiawei’s mouth was wide open. “It can’t be? District 7 was also scammed?”

“That’s not true. They’ve already researched the first-generation meteorite. The main storyline mission has also continued.”

Fang Heng roughly sorted out the things that had happened in District 7 and roughly told them about it.

Everyone, including David from the Dark Knights, had grave expressions on their faces when they heard this.

Mo Jiawei also didn’t recover from his senses for a long time.

He thought to himself, “Good guy, you went to District 7 once and even took down the main storyline mission of District 7?”

“Our District 8 hasn’t been settled yet. Does this count as having one’s feet in two boats?”

“Isn’t your step a little too big?”

“Oh right, this is the divine potion that I managed to obtain from the parallel world. We can study it. I wonder if it can replace the first-generation meteorite for analysis.”

Qiu Yaokang had been very interested in Fang Heng’s divine potion.

He walked to Fang Heng’s side, took the potion and observe it in his hand.

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“I will immediately conduct a sample analysis.”

“Be careful of the purple worm inside.”

“Okay.”

David was also very curious about the first-generation meteorite. He nodded and said, “Mr Qiu, if you don’t mind, can we get our people to help you speed up the analysis and research?”

“The experiment must be led by me.”

David smiled gently and said, “Of course. I’ll listen to Mr Qiu’s arrangements.”

“Alright, follow me.”

With another new research item, Qiu Yaokang was unusually excited. He immediately returned to the laboratory with the potion and a group of researchers.

When most of the researchers and the group of Dark Knights were teleported to the hall again, Mo Jiawei walked up.

He whispered into Fang Heng’s ear, “Fang Heng, has the mission been triggered?”

“No.”

Fang Heng shook his head and was a little disappointed.

“Judging from David’s look, I don’t think we can get the first-generation meteorite, nor can we trigger the next mission. What are we going to do next?”

“Don’t tell me you want to change your target and go to District 7?”

“No, let’s put District 7 aside for now. We still have to think of a way to find the first-generation meteorite.”

Fang Heng felt that District 8 was the foundation, so he had to get his hands on it first before considering the rest.

Mo Jiawei agreed, “I think so too. So, let’s try our luck on the other server?”

“Yes, speaking of which, I just thought of a good idea.”

Mo Jiawei’s eyes lit up. “You have an idea?”

“Yes, I just found a good thing.”

As Fang Heng spoke, he took out a 12-sided die from his pocket and placed it in his palm.

Mo Jiawei looked baffled.

“What?”

Fang Heng patted Mo Jiawei on the shoulder. “Come, throw a sieve.”

“No way, Fang Heng.”

“Just treat it as a game. There’s no other hint anyway. Let’s try our luck on a random server.”

Mo Jiawei had a bitter expression on his face. He took the sieve and shook it casually.

Five points.

District 5?

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows.

When they saw the number, both of them fell silent at the same time.

Fang Heng suddenly recalled the message that Old Black had left for him not long ago.

District 5…

Now that he thought about it, could this be a hint that Old Black had left for him?

After all, Old Black knew that he had already obtained Victor.

Old Black was good at intelligence analysis, so he should be able to analyze that he had already obtained the space tearing device.

Fang Heng’s eyes narrowed.

He wanted to contact Old Black and obtain real information from him.

But he couldn’t do it.

Who cares, let’s go to District 5 first!

With this thought, Fang Heng turned his head to look at Victor, who was checking the space tearing device behind him.

“Victor, can the space tearing device still be activated?”

“Not yet, Fang Heng.”

“To ensure the safety of the next teleportation, I still need to thoroughly check the device. If there are no accidents, it can be used again in five hours.”

Five hours was enough.

Fang Heng prepared to go offline to rest for a while. After five hours, he would directly enter District 5 to look for the first-generation meteorite.

“Wait, Fang Heng, are you sure you want to go to District 5 now?”