Dreamland

"Eh, Fang Heng, Why don't you go offline and rest for a while?"

Mo Jiawei noticed that Fang Heng's condition didn't seem to be normal. Previously, when he was in the control room on the fourth floor, he had been yawning and drinking coffee.

Previously, when he was in Pine City, Fang Heng was much more energetic.

He didn't seem to be so tired.

Fang Heng nodded.

He also felt that his head was very dizzy and it had already affected his thinking.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you. Just leave the materials to Victor and Qiu Yaokang."

"No problem, leave it to me."

Fang Heng took one last look at the storage room.

He didn't have time to take stock of what he had brought back. It would be better to wait until the next time he went online.

Thinking of this, Fang Heng finally gave the order to the Tyrant form and the Lickers to protect the shelter.