By the time Old Black saw the video, he was 80% sure.

It was Fang Heng!

Old Black had been paying attention to Fang Heng’s movements in District 8.

This included the videos of Fang Heng controlling the Lickers and the prison’s recent collection of rare ores and materials.

Old Black was very clear.

In the game, those who had both the Tier 3 space tearing device and the ability to control the Lickers…

Perhaps only Fang Heng!

However, Old Black did not expect Fang Heng to be able to complete the modification of the Tier 3 space tearing device so quickly.

He also did not expect Fang Heng to appear in the Federation’s second shelter last night.

Old Black even suspected that Fang Heng had something to do with the Night Owl organization’s plan being exposed ahead of time.

“Good boy, you caught up with me in advance.”

Old Black’s face showed a hint of amusement.

“I turned down a big deal for you. You have to help me earn more.”

…

Fang Heng waited on the spot for nearly an hour until the sky turned white. The apocalypse merchant camp was finally open to the public.

Leaving the truck in the bushes, Fang Heng entered the apocalypse merchant camp alone.

“Hello, Adventurer.”

The merchant in the camp was a white-haired old man.

He had just opened for business and was wiping the counter with a rag.

“You look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?”

“Yes.” Fang Heng nodded slightly and introduced himself, “My name is Fang Heng, I come from another parallel world. Our world is experiencing the apocalypse just like you guys.”

The apocalypse merchant raised his head and looked at Fang Heng.

He did not show much surprise and continued to wipe the armrest of the counter with a rag.

“Welcome, guest from the parallel world. Others call me Uncle Lindsay. Is there anything you need?”

“I want to inquire about the Dark Knights. I need to find them. I know you can do it. Just pass them a message on my behalf. I’m willing to pay some points.”

“Dark Knights…”

Uncle Lindsay paused.

He put down the rag in his hand, closed his eyes and sighed.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard this name…”

Fang Heng had a very bad feeling.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

Uncle Lindsay turned around and took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses from the cabinet at the back.

He opened the bottle cap and slowly poured a glass of wine into the glass.

“The Dark Knights were completely destroyed 30 years ago. I was still very young at that time. I once thought that they would save our world.”

“Disappeared?”

The team got wiped out?

Fang Heng opened his mouth.

He had heard of Dark Knights being wiped out in some worlds.

He did not expect it to be in Server 5!

“You are very surprised. It seems that in your parallel world, the Dark Knights are still alive.”

Lindsay pushed the glass of half-filled wine toward Fang Heng.

“Do you mind telling me about it?”

Fang Heng was a little confused. He gulped down the wine in the glass.

“Can you tell me how the Dark Knights were destroyed first?”

Uncle Lindsay recalled with a nostalgic look on his face.

“It started with a special operation. I think it was Pine City.”

“Yes, I remember it should be that place. During that operation, the Dark Knights were attacked by the Nemesis and were completely destroyed. Their strength was greatly reduced.”

“After that, we encountered the zombie wave that erupted in the quarantine zone. The Dark Knights were greatly weakened. When they tried their best to stop the spread of the poison gas in the quarantine zone, the Dark Knights’ headquarters was attacked by a group of lunatics.”

Fang Heng digested Uncle Lindsay’s words.

The Dark Knights were tricked by the players!

It was most likely caused by the anti-federation forces of Night Owl.

Fang Heng had heard a long time ago that the anti-federation forces in District 5 were deeply rooted.

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He knew that the situation in District 5 was bad, but he did not expect it to be this bad.

Wait!

Thinking carefully, according to what Uncle Lindsay said, the main storyline mission of District 5 had just reached Pine City.

This meant that the Dark Knights had yet to discover the first-generation meteorite.

The first-generation meteorite should still be there!

“After the Dark Knights were destroyed, I can no longer see the hope of the end of the apocalypse.”

Lindsay finished the wine in his glass and poured himself a full glass.

“It’s your turn, Fang Heng. Now, I want to hear your story.”

“In our world, we successfully entered Pine City and obtained information related to the primogenitor virus and the first-generation meteorite…”

Fang Heng roughly told the main story of Server 8.

“Uncle Lindsay, I need to find the first-generation meteorite. This is the most likely way to save our world. Do you know the whereabouts of the first-generation meteorite?”

“I’m sorry, young man. I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

Fang Heng’s heart sank again.

Alright.

Although he did not know, there was a high probability that the first-generation meteorite was still in a corner of this apocalyptic world.

With the last glimmer of hope, Fang Heng continued to ask, “Then do you know who might know?”

“I really want to help you, but it’s been a long time since I’ve paid attention to the Meteorite Company.”

Uncle Lindsay lowered his head and thought, “From your description, I suggest that you start investigating the first-generation meteorite from the source.”

“The source?”

…

Fang Heng left the apocalypse merchant camp in disappointment.

The source?

Did he have to start investigating from Pine City?

Fang Heng scratched his head and yawned.

He felt a little sleepy.

He stayed up all night without sleep.

Back in the truck, Fang Heng threw down a simple bed and went offline.

Fang Heng opened the game cabin with much effort and took a deep breath.

Buzz Buzz Buzz…

His phone continued to vibrate.

“Coming, coming. That Chen Yu, he won’t stop for a second…”

Fang Heng muttered as he flipped through the messy pile of ores in the room, trying to look for the missing phone.

The only person who could persistently call him on his phone was Chen Yu.

After spending a long time, Fang Heng finally found his phone under the pile of blue crystal ores.

When he saw the caller ID, Fang Heng was stunned.

Unknown number?

Fang Heng had a guess almost instantly.

Could it be Old Black?

“Hello?”

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Fang Heng, it’s me.”

“Old Black?”

“Hehe, it’s been a while. It seems like you still remember me.”

Old Black chuckled. “You’re in District 5, right? Let me guess, you’re looking for the first-generation meteorite?”

Fang Heng immediately became extremely vigilant.

Old Black was actually able to guess that he was going to District 5 to look for the first-generation meteorite…

On the surface, Fang Heng was still laughing loudly. “Thanks to you. Besides, didn’t you ask me to go to Server 5? Is there any news?”

“Fang Heng, you really surprised me. To be honest, I didn’t expect you to complete Tier 3 space tearing device modification so quickly.”

Fang Heng pursed his lips. “Really? Should I be proud?”

“You do have the right to be proud. Now that time is limited, I’ll cut to the chase. I need you to do something for me.”

“Sure, in exchange, I need to get the first-generation meteorite.”

“Hahahaha, deal!”

Fang Heng was stunned.

He had only pretended to be polite, but he did not expect Old Black to agree directly.