National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Umo nodded, "Your Excellency is wise, and the elders of the clan also agree with this judgment."

“We suspect that the clans do not have accurate clues related to the black fog pollution. They are casting a wide net. The real problem owners are more anxious than ordinary chambers of commerce. Once someone makes a move, the clans can catch them all in one fell swoop.”

Umo said in a deep voice, "The clan's actions are very secretive, and we don't know how many backup plans they have prepared in the cargo storage area."

Charlene fell silent.

She was ready to sneak into the warehouse.

If they had acted according to the original plan, they would have been the ones captured in one fell swoop.

Fana's heart sank, and she looked at Charlene with some worry.

What can we do then?
It must be said that the clan's move hit their weak point.

Fang Heng chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Not bad."

good?

Fana was looking up when she heard Fang Heng's words, her mind filled with worry.

Their supplies have been seized, they have been detained, and in a few days even their hometowns will be found. How can this be considered good?

Fang Heng noticed the confusion on Fana's face and said calmly, "This means that the Familia has not targeted our people. They have only detained all suspicious goods and people. There are too many clues and they are too complicated. The Familia does not have the time and energy to transfer the suspects to the God Clan. This news is just a smokescreen they released to force us to take action as soon as possible."

Fana was taken aback by what she heard.

Thinking about it that way, it does seem to make sense?
"In other words, firstly, our people are relatively safe, and secondly..."

Fang Heng paused, a greedy glint in his eyes. "If all the sealed goods have problems at the same time, they won't be able to determine which batch is ours immediately. Even if they want to follow the clues, they probably won't even know which clue to follow."

Fana blinked, momentarily confused and not quite following the train of thought.

Weren't they set up?
Judging from Fang Heng's tone and the meaning behind his words, it seems that the clan's move backfired.
Fana was a little confused, so she picked up the teacup on the table and tried to clear her mind.

Fang Heng looked at Fana and asked, "The channels for the subsequent transfer of supplies have all been prepared, right?"

"Yes, everything is ready. As soon as the supplies are found, they will be sent to the safe zone immediately."

"If I need to move more supplies out of the country, can you do that?"

"can."

Fana quickly calculated in her mind and asked, "How many supplies do you need to send out?"

"About a hundred times, is that okay?"

"what?!"

Fana's mind went blank upon hearing this, and she almost dropped the cup in her hand.

One hundred times?
Are you crazy?
If more supplies were sent, even just double the amount, she could manage to scrape together the money.

Who would offer a hundredfold upfront?

Fang Heng noticed Fana's gaze, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

It seems that this is not possible.

The supplies sealed away by the clan are all high-level supplies.

Since we're already here, we might as well take some things with us.

The 100 times amount of supplies was already an estimate he had made after screening them before taking them away.

If given the chance, he would love to take them all with him.

Shalin had already guessed Fang Heng's intentions and said in a deep voice, "Fang Heng, do you want to plunder the supply storage point?"

"good."

Are you crazy?!
Knowing full well that the other party had set a trap at the supply storage point, they still wanted to go and plunder it?
Wu Mo's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his voice to persuade, "Lord Fang Heng, this matter cannot be handled impulsively. Giant Elephant City is the core city of the Star Alliance's main star. Although the Second Ring District is not within the headquarters, it is not far from the Central Ring District. The city is guarded by various alien experts worshipped by their families, including many experts who have broken through to the God-level stage. In addition, there are three seniors who have been stationed at the Star Alliance headquarters for tens of thousands of years."

Fang Heng raised his head slightly.

"Senior?"

Umer nodded, his tone noticeably more serious.

"All three are powerful individuals who have broken through to the divine academic stage. Two of them are rumored to have participated in the martial arts tournament held in the divine realm a long time ago, fighting against the younger generation of the divine race and escaping unscathed. They have been guarding the main star for thousands of years."

"It is precisely because of these three predecessors that no one has dared to act recklessly in Elephant City for a long time."

Umo knew that Fang Heng was incredibly powerful, having once even killed a member of the God Clan.

But that was in the Starfield world.

As is well known, the gods are subject to the pressure and influence of the world's power in the star field world, and are unable to exert their full strength.

The three old monsters guarding the Star Alliance headquarters had entered the God Realm long ago and even clashed head-on with the God Race.

Any one of the three is difficult to deal with, let alone all three at the same time.

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng shrugged and asked, "Will they intervene?"

Umo thought for a moment and replied, "The three elders are extremely old and of very high seniority. They come from three ancient races that were founded at the beginning of the Star Alliance. They usually do not concern themselves with the affairs of the Star Alliance and only cultivate in seclusion in the core area of ​​the headquarters. They will only take action if the Giant Elephant City encounters a crisis that is enough to threaten the foundation of the Star Alliance."

"Although the Second Ring District is important, it is ultimately just a storage point for supplies. An attack on it would not be considered a major crisis. Theoretically, at most it would alert the garrison experts of the clan and the Star Alliance law enforcement team."

"Even with the clan's capabilities, we couldn't persuade these three elders to take action..."

Umer paused for a moment as he spoke.

Thinking about it this way, given Fang Heng's terrifying strength in killing members of the God Clan, as long as these three don't make a move, the risk of him going alone isn't that great.

Seeing that Wu Mo had figured it out, Fang Heng shrugged and said, "That's settled then, what's there to be afraid of?"

Fana's eyelids twitched as she listened.

That's an overly casual remark.

She couldn't help but say, "It's too dangerous. The clan has obviously set a trap at the storage site. They must have a backup plan inside."

"What good would it do to hide?" Fang Heng picked up his drink and took a sip. "Even if those three really came out and attacked with all their might, I might not be afraid of them."

Umer's lips twitched.

If someone else had said that, he would have thought they were crazy.

But when Fang Heng said it, he thought it was normal.

Who is Fang Heng?

That's a ruthless person who dared to kill a member of the God Clan head-on!

Everyone thought Fang Heng wouldn't dare to do it or couldn't do it, but Fang Heng actually did it.

Even after Fang Heng killed a member of the God Clan, everyone thought that Fang Heng would face a terrifying revenge from the God Clan and would not live more than a week.

But what?
Fang Heng is still alive and well!

Such a person has absolute confidence in his own strength and would not take those three old guys from the Star Alliance seriously at all.

Fang Heng put down his teacup and continued, "Why don't you listen to my action plan? Tonight, I will go to the warehouse in place of Shalin. Shalin, you and Fana will be responsible for receiving the supplies and preparing the transfer route. At that time, you will transfer the supplies I brought back to a safe place as soon as possible."

Fang Heng then looked at Wu Mo, "I need your help."

Umer immediately sat up straight: "Please speak, sir." (End of Chapter)