<h4>Chapter 315: The Election</h4>
“God, where did you get that truck? It’s too awesome!”
“My luck is pretty good. Ipleted a mission along the way.”
“God, we’ll follow behind you on this mission. We’ll go wherever you go.”
“Okay, let’s work together.”
“Hello, I’m Yu Jie, the main person in charge from the Federation.”
Yu Jie nodded at Zhou Yi and continued, “Fang Heng, the biggest problem we’re facing now is food and weapons. These aren’t enough to support us through the Tier 2 zombie wave.”
“I’ve prepared some weapons and food. They should be enough.”
As he spoke, Fang Heng nced at the sparse yers on the East Square.
Great!
It would be better if those big guilds did not participate in this special event!
The yers of the big guilds were stronger, but they were also more scheming. They all wanted to get the greatest benefits from the event. They often schemed in the team and it was difficult for them to cooperate wholeheartedly.
Inparison, the ordinary yers did not have much ambition. They only followed the big guilds and gamingpanies to get some materials.
They were more obedient and more easily satisfied!
The start of a dream!
Fang Heng felt that this special event in the game was like a divine help!
“That’s great,” Yu Jie lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, “Fang Heng, where’s your zombie team? Why didn’t I see them? Are you unable to control the zombies during the special event?”
“Yeah, it’s a little overloaded. Unless there’s an emergency, we will try to use it as little as possible.”
When Fang Heng came back, he walked around the auto repair shop and took more than 30 Lickers with him.
They were used to grow proliferators. If it wasn’t an extremely dangerous situation, it was best not to let them enterbat mode together.
Hearing that Fang Heng could still control zombies to fight, Yu Jie felt a little relieved.
“That’s good.”
The two of them were discussing the battle n when the game hint rang again.
[Hint: Tier 1 mission-end of assembly. All yers who have notpleted the assemble mission will be automatically eliminated.]
[Hint: All surviving yers in the current faction will vote to choose the faction leader. The faction leader has the right to allocate the final faction points and special passive skills: hegemony (additional 100% HP and 50% basic attribute bonus).]
[Hint: Each yer will have one vote by default. You can choose any yer in the faction.]
[Hint: If the faction leader is killed by a yer from the faction, the killer will automatically be the new faction leader. If the faction leader is killed by a yer from the other faction, the killer will receive all the faction points in the current faction.]
[Hint: All yers will vote for the faction leader within 60 minutes. If no one votes by default after 60 minutes, the yer with the most votes will be the faction leader. If there are no votes, no one will be the faction leader.]
Upon seeing the game hint, the East Square fell silent once again.
Under normal circumstances, the Federation would not participate in the faction leader election.
The Federation would not take the initiative to attack the other three factions throughout the game. They would choose toplete some side missions to earn some personal points in exchange for materials and rewards.
When necessary, the Federation would also protect the yer’s safety, but it would try to reduce the number of disputes between yers.
Putting aside the fact that the Federation, which had the strongest overall strength, did not participate in the election, the faction leader election was mostly the beginning of internal strife among therge guilds.
The variousrge guilds would often have disputes over the leader, and even fights would often ur.
But this time, it was very different.
All the yers present in the Eastern faction were very weak.
Pairs of eyes turned to look at Fang Heng at the same time.
The shadow of a man’s reputation. Fang Heng’s reputation was too great.
Who in the Eastern faction of Server 8 didn’t hear about Fang Heng and his prison army?
Not to mention, the other three factions also knew about Fang Heng’s strength. His reputation had even spread to other servers.
Fang Heng was already prepared.
He was determined to be the faction leader.
Taking a step forward, Fang Heng gestured at Mo Jiawei with his mouth.
Fang Heng had deliberately spent some effort to get a truck, and he had also brought so many materials over, all to canvass votes!
Mo Jiawei understood and pulled theyer of oilcloth from the back of the truck.
Under the ck oilcloth, there were shiny machetes, pistols and bullets, as well as boxes ofpressed biscuits.
They were all food!
Seeing thepressed biscuits, the sound of yers swallowing their saliva could be heard in the square.
The eyes of the yer lit up!
Even though it was the lowest-levelpressed biscuit, there was a probability of producing a negative effect of indigestion after consuming it. Eating too much of it would also cause malnutrition...
However, they could not resist hunger!
There was no other way, the yers were too hungry!
The satiety consumption of this lousy ce was five times that of the outside world. If it was water, it was still fine, and the method of obtaining it was simpler.
Even if it was river water, the game setting allowed the use of the bonfire to boil the water and drink it.
But in this deserted city, it was extremely difficult to find food!
Previously, the yers had formed a search team and they managed to find a spicy hot pot shop.
Looking carefully, the shop was filled with zombies.
The yers pondered for a long time, but in the end, they did not dare to go up and fight with the zombies.
This game was going to be impossible to y.
“Cough, cough.”
Fang Heng cleared his throat and prepared to give a domineeringpetition speech.
However, before he could say the first word, a line of small words appeared on his retina.
[Hint: Your votes have exceeded 50% of the current yer’s votes. You have be the leader of the Eastern faction. You have obtained a special skill-hegemony (this skill will only take effect before the end of this special event).]
[Hint: The leader of the Eastern faction will be Fang Heng, the yer.]
Ah, this...
Things were progressing too smoothly, and Fang Heng was momentarily stunned.
He had thought of many ways to win the election, but he had not expected things to go so smoothly...
“Eh, looks like everyone knows me.”
“Thank you for your support, in short...”
Looking at the pairs of expectant eyes below, Fang Heng sighed in his heart. He turned to look at Mo Jiawei, “Forget it, I won’t say anymore. Let’s distribute the materials.”
“Long live the Prison Army!!”
“The Prison Army is invincible!!”
“Follow the Prison Army forever!!!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the yers immediately broke out into all kinds of slogans and thunderous apuse.
Whatever they said was fake. Only distributing the materials was the most real thing.
Fang Heng did not have many points. After exchanging for the truck and arge amount of food, he only had twenty pistols and the rest were shiny machetes.
To avoid chaos, Yu Jie sent a few soldiers from the Federation to help maintain order and distribute the food and materials.
In the crowd, Qin Ming narrowed his eyes when he saw the yers lining up to receive the materials.
Fang Heng!
He was indeed as terrifying as the rumours said.
The moment he entered the game, he thought of a way to get high-level trucks and arge amount of food!
Originally, the morale of the entire Eastern faction had already fallen to the bottom. It was almost a hundred percent certain that they would die under the zombie wave.
However, Fang Heng’s arrivalpletely changed the situation.
Now, the yers were all in high spirits. They lined up to receive food and machetes. Their will to survive had beenpletely stimted. Their morale waspletely different from a few minutes ago.