Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 1421 - 1421 Terrifying Strength

1421 Terrifying Strength

“That’s right, we’ll start the next training. This training will consume your soul power and increase your soul density. The danger level is the highest among all the training, so once you can’t tolerate it, you need to stop immediately. You can’t force yourself. Understand?”

“Alright, follow me.”

Tory pushed open the door and left the training ground. The two of them turned to another training ground on the third floor.

Most of the training ground was occupied by a large, strange black metal machine.

“Soul compressor.”

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Tory gestured to Fang Heng at the entrance to the translucent container in the center of the training ground and said, “The compressor is very expensive to use, and each time it is activated, it will consume a lot of energy. Let’s not waste time. You go and stand inside the compressor.”

Fang Heng followed Tory’s instructions and stood in the middle of the entrance of the large instrument.

“Just like that?”

“Yes, that’s it. Don’t move. Press the red button on your right.”

Fang Heng pressed the switch.

“Ka…”

The glass door in front of Fang Heng lowered.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng’s pupils constricted. In the next moment, a strong spirit pressure surged towards him. Fang Heng subconsciously clenched his fists.

“Use your mental strength and soul power to resist external pressure. Once you feel that you can’t hold on any longer, press the blue button beside you. Also, don’t struggle forcefully.”

Fang Heng heard Tory shouting outside the cabin door, “Focus, use your soul power to resist this corrosion! Use your body to get used to this feeling!”

“Yes.”

Fang Heng nodded his head heavily and focused on resisting.

A huge wave of spirit strength overflowed from the outside world, squeezing his sea of consciousness.

Soul power was being consumed rapidly.

Every time he was on the verge of collapsing, another wave of strength seep out from every corner of his sea of consciousness.

Fang Heng understood.

It was Abe Akaya’s soul power-sharing!

As time passed, his expression became more and more solemn.

He watched as Fang Heng endured the compression of his soul for a full ten minutes!

Obviously, Fang Heng was a newbie. However, his initial soul strength was terrifyingly high!

How did he do it?

Ordinary people, no, not to mention ordinary people, even he would enter a soul power state of exhaustion after five minutes in the device.

But now.

Ten minutes passed.

The young man in front of him seemed to be fine.

Instead, a deep sense of curiosity rose from the bottom of Tory’s heart.

“Let’s see where your limit is!”

Two hours later, Tory walked out of the room in a daze, his face full of shock.

What was this kid’s background? His soul strength was not human at all.

Fang Heng also felt unprecedented exhaustion.

The fatigue did not come from the body or the spirit but from the soul.

The soul power in his sea of consciousness had been completely squeezed out.

“You’ve reached your limit, right?”

“Yes.”

Fang Heng nodded at Tory.

“Very good. Every time you drain your soul force dry, your soul tenacity will also increase a little. This is also a way of training.”

Tory explained, “There’s one thing you must remember. It’s very dangerous when your soul energy is exhausted. So, after every training, we need to nourish your soul to help you recover your soul power faster.”

“Yes, alright.”

“There’s only one more thing left for today’s class. Let’s go to the recovery area on the fifth floor.”

Fang Heng followed Tory up the stairs.

…

On the fifth floor of the cultivation field, Fang Heng changed into a new bathrobe. He never expected that Tory’s so-called last course was actually a bath.

There were several large bathhouses on the fifth floor that could accommodate thousands of people. Most of the people in the bathhouse were naked, and their bodies were soaked in a light green liquid.

Tory was already used to this kind of cultivation and was comfortably soaking in the pool.

Looking at Fang Heng’s unaccustomed expression, Tory pointed to the right and said, “There’s also a private VIP room over there. It’s cleaner and more private, but you’ll have to pay extra.”

“Yes.”

Fang Heng replied. He imitated the others and slowly soaked his body in the light green pool water.

A warm and relaxing feeling came from his sea of consciousness.

It was so comfortable.

“The normal fee for a bathhouse is 1,000 points. The soul hot spring can not only help you recover your soul power, but it can also strengthen your training. If you have enough points, I suggest you come in and take a bath after every training.”

“Alright, I understand.”

“Yes, the bath time is half an hour each time. Every half an hour, there will be an additional fee. Basically, half an hour is enough.”

Fang Heng nodded. He finally understood. Just like in games, players could burn money in exchange for extra efficiency.

Therefore, he had to think of a way to get more points.

Tory soaked in the water for a while before getting up to leave. He said, “Alright, that’s all for today’s lesson. You’ve already learned the two basic aspects of soul cultivation. Your basic soul strength is much higher than ordinary people’s. Personally, I suggest that you focus on these two aspects for a period of time. After you’re familiar with them, you can do the next step of training. Next time, if you want to learn new equipment, you can come to me again.”

“Okay, I’ll remember it. Thank you.”

Fang Heng nodded in thanks.

After watching Tory leave, Fang Heng immersed his body in the soul hot spring again and couldn’t help but ponder.

It was still uncertain whether the zombie clone could help with soul cultivation.

But there was one thing he was sure of. If he wanted to cultivate in a short period of time, he would need to spend a large number of points.

He needed the dust of evil thoughts.

Should he borrow some from the Federation?

Seeing that it was almost half an hour before he would be charged again, Fang Heng quickly left the hot spring area.

Before that, he would first try to see if the zombie clone could help to ‘farm’.

…..

Half an hour later, Fang Heng came to the entrance of the cultivation field again, with a hooded zombie clone standing behind him.

The necromancy attendant at the entrance looked at the zombie clone for a moment before looking at Fang Heng.

“Young scholar, summoned creatures are prohibited from entering the cultivation field.”

“You’re wrong. He’s not a summoned creature. He’s my friend, Nois. In fact, he also needs some training. As an undead, you should understand what I mean.”

The necromancy attendant paused for a moment, then sized up the zombie clone beside Fang Heng.

“Every soul should be respected, but they also have to pay a fee.”

“Of course.”

Fang Heng paid the entrance points for the zombie clone and entered the cultivation field together. He rented a training room for soul control at the front desk.