Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3615: Good FoundationEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

”No, it’s not that. After winning this match and achieving advancement, there will still be a gap of time. I want to leave for a few days and handle some matters in the dimensional world.”

Tiger Venerable frowned at these words and asked, ”So urgent? You should know the God Clan harbors hostility toward you. Must it be done now?”

Fang Heng said, ”Yes, I must go now. I still need to rapidly improve my strength.”

”Oh?”

Tiger Venerable scanned Fang Heng from head to toe.

Could he really advance further in such a short time?

”Very well. Be careful when you leave. I will publicly claim that you are staying in the tower for special training for the next round. You must be careful. After today’s match, the God Clan will be even more eager to find you. Once you leave the Dimensional Emperor Island, everything will depend on yourself. I cannot protect you.”

Fang Heng had only intended to request leave, but unexpectedly, Tiger Venerable was willing to cover for him and hide his whereabouts.

All the better—this would save him a lot of trouble.

”Thank you, Tiger Venerable.”

Fang Heng clasped his fists toward Tiger Venerable and quickly departed.

”That kid...”

Tiger Venerable watched Fang Heng’s departing figure and pursed his lips. He suddenly realized he might have underestimated him.

Although his techniques were weak, his foundation was solid.

And over this period, his foundation had only improved further.

Perhaps this trip away would result in a terrifying increase in strength upon his return.

As he was thinking this, Tiger Venerable noticed Gideon rushing up from the lower stands and a surge of irritation rose in his chest.

That kid, Gideon!

He had spent time and effort cultivating him for participation in more than ten Martial Apex Tournaments, yet his progress was so minimal, and now he caused him trouble.

How strange—he hadn’t realized the kid was so incompetent before?

Comparisons always reveal the truth.

Gideon, thinking he had found Fang Heng—the one behind the scheme to kill Ravi—hurried forward and clasped his fists. ”Tiger Venerable, I have something I wish to report to you.”

Tiger Venerable glanced at Gideon with a sidelong look and said, ”Speak. What is it?”

”I suspect that the one who killed Ravi was number seventy-seven!”

Gideon could no longer suppress his wrath. The angrier he became, the more agitated he got, completely ignoring Tiger Venerable’s gradually darkening expression. He continued, ”Number seventy-seven previously used a similar special ability to condense dimensional crystals. He has grudges against both the God Clan and me. He had the motive, the reason, and the time...”

Tiger Venerable’s eye twitched as he listened.

That fool!

Did he even realize the nonsense he was speaking?

For Tiger Venerable, if Fang Heng had indeed killed Ravi, it would only make the current situation far more complicated.

Tiger Venerable coldly interrupted, ”Are you finished?”

”Ah?”

Gideon froze and stopped.

Tiger Venerable stared at him and said coldly, ”Do you have any evidence for what you just said?”

”Well, I...”

”Hmph.”

Tiger Venerable snorted, turned his back, and said, ”If you have skill, spend more effort on the Martial Apex Tournament. If there’s no evidence, do not mention this matter again.”

Gideon looked at Tiger Venerable leaving, feeling somewhat bewildered.

The situation was completely different from what he had expected.

What was going on? Why wasn’t Tiger Venerable speaking on his behalf?

...

Since Zane still needed to stay for the next round, Fang Heng bid him farewell and immediately left the Martial Apex Tournament’s competition area alone.

There were two days left until the time he had arranged with the Star Tribe youth.

Fang Heng thought for a moment. It was already too late to go find Charlene. He might as well head to the cultivation grounds and see if he could maximize his studies in both summoning and constructology within these two days.

Soon, Fang Heng arrived at the cultivation grounds again. Led once more by a white-robed elder, he reached the guidance hall in the domain.

Fang Heng walked along the circular hall, examining the plaques in front of each alchemy magic array. After a short search, he found an instructor capable of guiding both constructology and summoning.

Good! Found one!

Then he could train in both at the same time!

Fang Heng thought and stepped into the teleportation magic array, closed his eyes, and was transported into the cultivation space.

Inside the cultivation space, a white-robed elder sat at a simple wooden desk.

The elder perceived the teleportation ripple, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Fang Heng. He gestured, ”Martial artist, welcome. Which area of study do you wish to cultivate?”

Fang Heng stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said, ”Senior, I wish to quickly study summoning and constructology. I am pressed for time. Which one is faster? I will start with that one.”

The elder shook his head silently.

Those participating in the Martial Apex Tournament were all top-tier martial artists, at a minimum, having mastered one discipline to the pinnacle. How could someone be so impatient?

”Both summoning and constructology are highly difficult. Both require time to slowly cultivate. Attempting to break through too quickly is unlikely to succeed. If the foundation is weak, forcing advancement will destabilize subsequent levels. You may not only fail to progress, but also take countless detours.”

The elder spoke slowly, ”If you truly wish to learn, we can start with the discipline in which you already have a foundation. How does that sound?”

”Very well, I will follow your guidance.”

Fang Heng glanced at the game hint.

His summoning level had already reached grandmaster, but because summoning lacked domain abilities and could not absorb energy, he had been stuck at this point for a long time, unable to find a breakthrough.

Constructology was worse, still unmastered.

”Senior, my summoning has stagnated at the grandmaster level. I see no direction forward. Please instruct me.”

”Very well.”

The elder gently brushed his hand across the desk.

Immediately, a series of exquisitely crafted cards appeared on the surface.

Huh? Cards?

Fang Heng looked down.

They resembled ritual cards from his previous life, each with intricate border patterns and a mystical beast engraved in the center.

”Transcendent-level summoning requires a contract with legendary creatures. These beasts have been painstakingly collected and sealed within these cards. You can summon them from the cards and attempt to contract with them, thereby mastering high-level summoning.”

Fang Heng was astonished.

Could they integrate contractible summoned creatures into the cards?

How was this possible?

Pure sealing techniques could not achieve this.

Fang Heng lowered his head to study the cards carefully. Hidden beneath his hood, his God’s Eye spun rapidly.

Under the God’s Eye, the structures of the cards were quickly analyzed.

Interesting!

The cards were a product of multiple disciplines fused.

From what he could observe, the cards fused sealing arts and alchemy techniques.

”Seal, summon, alchemy, constructology.”

The white-robed elder seemed to understand his thoughts and explained calmly, ”By combining the power of these four disciplines, contractible summoned creatures can be integrated into the cards. This makes them easier to carry and facilitates advancement in summoning cultivation.”