章 338: Camp

This way, it was much easier. He didn't need to use the world to find food and find a safe house, saving a lot of trouble.

Fang Heng wandered around the shelter, casually taking some basic tools, a steel dagger, a few bullets, and a few flashbang bullets. He also put some food in his backpack.

After a short rest, Fang Heng set off again, heading to the nearest apocalypse merchant camp.

Unlike District 8, District 7 had been in service for a long time.

Most of the apocalypse merchant camps in the game had been monopolized by various large gaming companies or unions.

In the past, Fang Heng would sneak in whenever the players from the various large guilds were not paying attention.

Just like before, Fang Heng fumbled his way to the periphery of the apocalypse merchant camp, hiding in the bushes to observe.

There were still two players from the Dragon Country Game Company standing at the entrance of the apocalypse camp.