章 1777: Testing

Fang Heng was busy transporting supplies back and forth and did not have time to chat with Charlene. He simply greeted her and continued to transport supplies.

The spwans' research rooms were all high-level machines. If they were all dismantled and sent back for research, the research and construction capabilities of the entire Zombie Apocalypse research institute would be further improved.

This was not a loss!

Unfortunately, he could only move supplies to and from the real world by himself. The zombie clones could not help.

After moving for two days and one night, Fang Heng was still tidying up the basement when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

Eh?

Did someone come to visit?

The person did not leave after pressing the doorbell a few times. After a pause, he continued to press the doorbell.

Fang Heng frowned and left the basement to welcome the guests.