Wu Yan slightly furrowed his brows.
Originally, he had thought Fang Heng's ability was 'disguise.'
Now it seed that not only was it disguise, but Fang Heng's summoning abilities had reached a terrifying level.
"Hey, why the long face?"
Qiu Xiaoling clapped Wu Yan on the shoulder from behind, her eyes sparkling with excitent, "Cheer up, get in the spirit, and let's make a big haul together with Greed!"
Honestly, cooperating with Fang Heng—whether or not things worked out in the end—he was sure they wouldn't miss out on the benefits.
Wu Yan withdrew his gaze and nodded, saying, "Mm, alright."
After waiting for a mont, Ji Xiaobo and Old Black hurried over to the teleportation passage to join up with Qiu Xiaoling and the others.
When Ji Xiaobo saw Qiu Xiaoling, his eyes lit up, and he eagerly walked over, asking, "Are we preparing to stock up from the Holy Realm?"
"Mm! What about you? How's your preparation going?"
"I've already discussed it with Old Black. He'll help open the teleportation passage to move the stuff to another undead world, then we'll transfer it back to the Zombie Apocalypse. We've got the undead council helping with the safety side of things, so it's all good."
"Great."
Qiu Xiaoling excitedly rubbed her hands and turned her gaze toward the nearby teleportation passage.
"Hehe, here it cos, here it cos."
Huh? It's coming?
What's coming?
Wu Yan and Niximi had never experienced anything like this before and found it a bit hard to understand the conversation between the two. Upon hearing this, they both followed Qiu Xiaoling's gaze.
Not far away, a vine zombie stumbled out of the teleportation passage, carrying a wooden box on its back, swaying as it slowly walked toward the outside of the Mist Temple.
With the appearance of the first vine zombie, more and more zombies began to erge from the teleportation passage one after another.
Niximi was genuinely confused.
When Fang Heng first ntioned the plan, she had almost the sa thoughts as Wu Yan.
Taking so of the items from the Holy Realm?
Greed was really being too greedy, wasn't it? What kind of ti was this? Couldn't distinguish between priorities?
It wasn't until now, seeing this scene, that Niximi realized she had been too naive.
Wu Yan also stared at the scene in front of him, speechless for a long ti.
After a while, Wu Yan asked, "Qiu Xiaoling."
"Mm?"
"Has Fang Heng always been like this?"
"Haha, pretty much, greed is in his nature, you know."
Old Black was also seeing Fang Heng's shopping scene for the first ti. He exchanged looks with his subordinates, all of them revealing imnse surprise in their eyes.
Good grief!
No wonder Fang Heng's developnt speed was so fast, and his power grew so astonishingly quickly.
He actually had the audacity to steal from the Holy Realm?
And did it so blatantly, transporting everything directly through the teleportation passage?
Originally, he thought that doing business with the Holy Realm was already impressive.
Now it seed that Fang Heng was far more impressive than them.
He was taking goods directly from the Holy Realm!
And these zombies were delivering the goods so efficiently!
No wonder Fang Heng was getting rich!
D*mn, when they thought about it, they had worked hard for over ten years, yet they hadn't made the kind of profits Fang Heng made just by moving things from the Holy Realm!
Old Black was lost in thought when he suddenly heard a light cough from behind.
"Ahem."
Old Black turned around and saw it was Ji Xiaobo. He chuckled and said, "Hehe, Brother Ji, I have learned a lot today."
Ji Xiaobo thought to himself, "What a rare sight," and shook his head with a sigh. He then said, "Old Black, you're getting a share of the business this ti too. Even a one percent profit isn't too bad."
When Old Black heard this, his old face broke into a wide grin, "Hehe, all thanks to Mr. Fang for bringing wealth."
One percent of the shares!
At first, Old Black only thought of helping Fang Heng out, and he considered the one percent share as a small bonus.
Now, it seed that this one percent share was probably the most successful business deal he had ever made!
"What's the matter, Ji Xiaobo?"
Ji Xiaobo sighed, looking frustrated, and said, "There are six teleportation passages from Mist Temple to the Holy Realm, but only one is open. Could you ask your people to find a way to open the others?"
Huh?
Old Black was taken aback.
Everyone else was stunned as well.
What did he an?
Was one teleportation passage not enough for them to move the materials?
"Alright! Alright! I'll have soone check imdiately."
Old Black quickly reacted, calling his subordinates over to inspect the remaining teleportation passages.
When Bai Mu and the others broke into the Mist Temple earlier, they had specifically paid attention to protecting the teleportation passages. As a result, the Holy Realm's transmission devices had not been damaged. After a few elite players from Old Black's team did so quick work, the second and third teleportation passages slowly opened.
Soon, zombies, carrying boxes of materials, lined up and swayed as they moved the materials from the Holy Realm into the Mist Temple via the newly opened teleportation passages.
Wu Yan and Niximi exchanged a cautious glance.
Wow.
They actually had it?
It seed they had underestimated Fang Heng.
This ti, Fang Heng was taking advantage of the chaos, desperately moving things back from the Holy Realm.
They couldn't help but wonder what the Holy Court would think when they finished dealing with their current problems and found the God Pillars had been looted.
Old Black saw this and imdiately grinned.
This mission might just cover his KPI for the next ten years. He might even be able to retire early!
Old Black quickly urged his subordinates to work harder.
Soon, the remaining three teleportation passages were also set up.
Wait?
After the teleportation passages appeared, no zombies imdiately erged from them.
Had they reached the maximum capacity for moving zombies?
While he was wondering, a faint light appeared in one of the teleportation passages.
What!
A mber of the Godwing Tribe stepped out of the passage.
The Godwing Tribe mber looked around and then set down a box they were carrying on the ground. After nodding at everyone, they turned and returned through the sa passage.
"Ah, this..."
Everyone looked at each other, montarily silent.
Since when had Fang Heng even started collaborating with the Godwing Tribe?
And now, the Godwing Tribe was even helping to move materials?
The zombie team almost continuously erged from the teleportation passages, carrying out everything in sight. All the displays and decorations seen in the various temples of the Sub-God Pillars in the Holy Realm, even including the wood and bricks used to construct the Temple of Zeus, were disassembled one by one and packed up to be taken away.
"So..."
Niximi suddenly felt like she might have heard wrong.
Could it be...?
Was Fang Heng not talking about taking away a portion of the Holy Realm's materials, but instead, packing up part of the Holy Realm itself?
Wu Yan, watching the Godwing Tribe mbers continuously move various materials back and forth from the Holy Realm, also had a look of surprise in his eyes.
He hadn't heard of any major conflicts between the Godwing Tribe and the Holy Court.
How did Fang Heng manage to convince the Godwing Tribe to cooperate?
How did he pull that off?
While Wu Yan was still amazed, Ji Xiaobo walked over to him, "Brother, is that you, Wu Yan?"
"Yes, it's ."
"Brother Fang asked to tell you that you can get ready. In five minutes, he'll be working on the God Pillar. He plans to deal with the God Pillar."
Wu Yan's expression changed.
"So soon?"
Hearing this, Qiu Xiaoling ca over, patting her pants, "Don't worry. Even though Greed tends to be a bit extre, when it cos to getting things done, he's pretty reliable. You go ahead and help out. We'll handle things here."
"Alright."
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