Chapter 2619 The Fuels

Kotal didn’t know what Fang Heng was going to do, but seeing how serious Fang Heng was, he nodded, “Alright, I’ll do that.”

“Mm.”

Fang Heng lightly patted Kotal on the shoulder and then turned back towards the depths of the canyon.

In the undead council, the instructors, upon seeing the image in the mirror, couldn’t help but whisper to each other, speculating.

This was the first time Fang Heng had disappeared from their sight after entering the death realm.

What was he doing?

Why had he left the stone slab outside?

Helpless, the group exchanged glances, and then all turned their attention toward Li Shaoqiang and his companion.

“Do you know what Fang Heng is doing?”

Li Shaoqiang and his companion were both confused.

What was Fang Heng doing?

How were they supposed to know?

“Maybe it’s some kind of special ability, something he doesn’t want us to see.” Georgi waved his hand, “Fang Heng is strong. I’m sure he can handle whatever comes his way. We don’t need to worry too much. How’s the situation with the teleportation passage? Let’s keep working.”

“Yes.”

The others responded and continued to focus on their tasks.

Meanwhile, Fang Heng entered the inner region of the canyon and scanned the surroundings.

After confirming that no one was watching, Fang Heng brought his hands together in front of him, condensing a mark.

A black magic array appeared beneath his feet.

A layer of black, deathly aura spilled from the magic and quickly enveloped Fang Heng.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng instantly disappeared.

…

Upon opening his eyes again, Fang Heng had returned to the real world.

The death realm was at a higher level than most advanced game worlds, yet it seemed unable to stop him from entering and exiting the game.

This meant that the special imprint on him might actually be at a higher level than the death realm itself!

Who exactly was Xia Xi?

Never mind, that wasn’t important for now.

Fang Heng shook his head and pushed these distracting thoughts out of his mind, hurriedly leaving his room.

He needed to focus on dealing with the mission first.

Soon, while making a phone call, Fang Heng rushed into the hall on the lower level of the Library of the Myriad Worlds.

“Yes, that’s right, I need a large quantity of alcohol.”

The person in charge of Rayvomadon University in the Federation’s North District hadn’t been in contact with Fang Heng for quite some time. When he suddenly received a call from him, he was somewhat excited.

Then, hearing Fang Heng’s request, he became even more confused.

Fuel?

What would he need something as outdated as fuel for?

In the past, fuel was used to provide energy, but with the development of technology, the Federation had better alternatives now, and fuel was rarely used.

“Yes, the more the better.”

The university’s person in charge, realizing they couldn’t gather that much fuel, said, “Sorry, sir, we can’t get that much fuel at the moment. Could you tell me what you need it for?”

“Huh?”

The person in charge was even more confused.

For an experiment?

To burn an entire mountain’s worth of fuel?

Was this for real? Had such an experiment really been approved by the Federation?

The university’s person in charge thought for a moment and then said, “I believe you might be referring to energy crystal mixed fuel, right? This type of fuel is chemically mixed, with substances that have stronger combustion capabilities added. Based on your description, this fuel would meet your needs, and you also need to dilute it with water…”

Fang Heng’s eyes lit up as he listened.

“Yes! That’s exactly what I need!”

“Sir, this is a special fuel approved by the Federation. I can arrange for a few barrels to be delivered through private channels. Of course, I’ll cover the cost, but in the future, I’ll need you to…”

“I understand, I need it urgently for my alchemy research. Don’t worry, no one will find out. Even if they do, they won’t trace it back to you…”

“I’ve already arranged for someone to send it over. It’ll be delivered within half an hour.”

“Good, get it here as soon as possible.”

…

An hour later, the person in charge from Rayvomadon University, along with two assistants, delivered two barrels filled with the mixed combustion liquid to Fang Heng’s room.

The university official cautioned him repeatedly to handle the substance carefully.

Fang Heng casually acknowledged the warning, quickly ushered them out, then closed the door to his room. He placed the containers into his backpack and promptly returned to the game world.

The round trip between reality and the game world had taken less than an hour.

At the entrance to the canyon, Kotal saw Fang Heng emerge from within and immediately felt a sense of relief.

“That was quick! Fang Heng, did you encounter any danger along the way?”

“Everything went smoothly,” Fang Heng replied, picking up a stone slab nearby. He casually asked, “You guys in the death realm don’t have any water, do you?”

“We have water, but the Dark Clan doesn’t need as much as humans do.”

Fang Heng surveyed his surroundings.

That’s fine, as long as there was snow.

Fang Heng quickly began to set up an energy conversion magic array on the ground.

The surrounding zombie clones began to move in different directions. One group started digging holes, while the other began collecting snow from the area.

Soon, through the magic array’s conversion process, the snow gathered by the zombies rapidly melted and flowed into the holes they had dug.

Kotal watched curiously from the side, completely puzzled by Fang Heng’s actions.

What exactly was he trying to do?

Two subordinates of Tigranth walked up beside Kotal, glancing at each other with confusion in their eyes.

It wasn’t just Kotal— even the undead faction instructors, observing through the stone slab, were baffled.

What exactly was Fang Heng planning?

Li Shaoqiang curled his lips and nudged Tan Shuo, whispering, “A pool? Could he be trying to drown the entire army?”

“It doesn’t seem like it.”

Tan Shuo was just as uncertain about Fang Heng’s intentions, but he was certain that behind Fang Heng’s seemingly chaotic actions, there must be some deeper purpose.

Before long, when the equivalent of about five swimming pools’ worth of water had been gathered, Fang Heng finally stepped forward, pulling the fuel from his backpack.

The high-ranking members of the undead council, seeing the markings on the fuel can, immediately exchanged glances, their expressions changing slightly.

So that’s what this was about!

Fang Heng was planning to use fire to deal with the creatures outside.

It seemed that after briefly returning to the Zombie Apocalypse through Abe Akaya, Fang Heng had obtained high-concentration fuel before coming back.

At first glance, this idea seemed a bit far-fetched, but upon closer consideration, it seemed quite feasible!

After all, the Disaster creatures only had one attack mode—self-detonation—and they were unable to extinguish flames.

The real problem now was how to ignite the fire and spread the flames.

Fang Heng first poured the fuel into the water to dilute it thoroughly, then formed an imprint in front of him.

Water-based elemental magic.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

The mixed solution in the pool quickly began to form into floating water orbs under Fang Heng’s mental control.

Maintaining the spell, Fang Heng looked at Kotal, “We’re ready, prepare to act.”

Kotal nervously watched the water orbs levitating around Fang Heng and swallowed hard, asking, “Fang Heng, do you need our help?”