1727 Design



Lu Yanlong carefully recalled the scene just now. He frowned and said, "Mr. Fang, I have a strange feeling, and I don't know if I'm right."

"Yes, it's okay. Please speak."

"I think this spatial trap doesn't seem to be aimed at the outside, but at the inside."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, feeling as if something had been triggered. He asked, "Hmm? What do you mean by targeting internally? Tell me more details."

"Uh... How should I put it? It was a very strange feeling. Assuming that the spatial trap was targeted at outsiders, with the ability of the trap setter, this kind of setup was a little too crude and could be discovered too easily."

"The designer could have hidden the spatial trap better and more stealthily. I feel like the designer of the trap was deliberately warning us."

Lu Yanlong pondered and said, "Yes, I don't think the trap was designed for us."

After hearing what Lu Yanlong said, Fang Heng had the same feeling.

"Not designed for us? Then for whom?"

Lu Yanlong hesitated for a moment and questioned, "Maybe...Is it for the spawn in the coffin?"

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, what Lu Yanlong said made sense.

Thinking about it carefully, the entire spatial trap was triggered after the alien spawn was revived.

If the trap was simply designed to prevent outsiders from invading, the designer could have done a better job of making it more lethal and concealed.

However, in reality, the way to trigger the spatial trap was to break through the inner spatial layer.

It was more like it was to prevent the spawn in the sarcophagus from escaping!

"World Lord Fang Heng!"

As he was deep in thought, Fang Heng heard someone calling his name. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the island not far away.

Fana led the team from the Black Castle to retreat from the entrance of the mausoleum after the spatial trap exploded. When they saw Fang Heng, they gathered around him.

"World Lord Fang Heng, are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

After everyone gathered, Fang Heng roughly explained the situation they had encountered in the mausoleum hall and asked Fana and the others for their opinions.

Fana and the others behind her looked at each other. Most of them did not have much contact with the main storyline of spawns, so they were all puzzled when they heard this.

They had no clues at all.

"World Lord Fang Heng, for safety reasons, we have already escorted Olga away together with the key to the main mausoleum We will try to find a way to ask Olga about the discovery in the mausoleum."

Fana nodded and replied, "Also, thank you for your help. We've already obtained the key to open the main mausoleum. Our team is considering using the key to enter the main mausoleum and contact the trapped team."

Fang Heng nodded and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"The people guarding the main mausoleum are all elite players of the Federation in high-level games. The strength of each player cannot be underestimated. If you are willing to help us, we will naturally be very grateful. However, please also consider the risks. We may not be able to guarantee your safety during the operation."

Ever since she came into contact with Fang Heng, Fana had discovered that Fang Heng had endless means.

She desperately wanted Fang Heng to help her.

But considering the huge risk, Fana hesitated.

After all, the guards outside the main mausoleum were all high-level elite players. Moreover, it was not convenient for Fang Heng to reveal his identity.

In fact, based on the results of the previous few tests, even Black Castle did not have the confidence to break through the Federation's blockade and enter the mausoleum.

"Alright, I'll go and take a look."

Fang Heng decided to follow.

Since he had already come this far, he naturally could not let it end like this.

In addition, he had a strong premonition.

The various questions he had in the previous mausoleum might all be answered in the main mausoleum.

There was also the trapped team of the Black Castle.

Everything started because of this team.

Fang Heng really wanted to know what special connection this unknown world had with Hila.

If they found the trapped team, everything would be answered!

Fang Heng asked, "When are you going to make your move?"

Fana nodded and said in a deep voice, "We need to hurry up before the Federation establishes Level 5 teleportation passage. We had already contacted various guilds and trusted cooperative guilds. We will be moving as soon as possible. We can confirm that we will move before dawn. We will inform you immediately after the specific time is set."

"Alright, I'll go back first. Let's keep in touch."

After a quick discussion, everyone quickly left.

Lu Yanlong naturally did not want to get involved too much. He waved at Fang Heng and left with the Starfish Company team.

Fang Heng took one last look at the entrance of the mausoleum behind him.

What a pity.

There was still a portion of spatial energy left in the purple spatial prisms in the mausoleum.

The prisms and the zombie clones had been destroyed in the collapsed space.

He had some gains of course.

Other than the fact that his intermediate spatial science level had increased to Level 12, he also obtained a small portion of the remains of the spawn.

He would go back first and hand over the remains to Dodd's team for research. They should be able to find something.

...

About 30 kilometers away from the northern area of the federal camp was a large mausoleum in the shape of an inverted pyramid.

Outside the mausoleum, a small team of elite players from the Federation had set up a temporary camp and guarded the entrance day and night.

In the past few days, they had encountered various unknown parties from the Black Castle at the entrance of the mausoleum who were trying to probe, attack, infiltrate, and assassinate.

There were at least twenty times in total.

Every time, the Federation players would discover and kill them in advance.

Apart from that, the Federation team had also tried many ways to open the entrance to the mausoleum.

Unfortunately, it did not work.

In the past two days, the Federation team noticed that the Black Castle had suddenly stopped their small movements at the entrance of the mausoleum.

They spent three days peacefully.

As for the entrance to the mausoleum, it had always been very quiet.

The players trapped inside had no intention of breaking out. They gathered around a bonfire.

One of the players who was slightly thinner pursed his lips in disdain and threw a peanut into his mouth. He looked unhappy as he said, "Those useless people in the camp said they could build the teleportation passage three days ago. Now, there's not even a sight of them. We're wasting our time here."

Another player carefully looked at the entrance of the mausoleum behind him and said, "There's been no movement for such a long time. Could it be that there's another exit in the mausoleum and the people from Black Castle have already escaped?"

"That sounds possible. Captain, if that's the case, won't we be wasting our energy?"

Arnold was the leader of the team. He looked around and shook his head confidently as he spoke, "No."

Everyone shut up.

Arnold was very direct and didn't like to talk. He didn't like to be questioned.

If he wanted to give a reason, he would naturally give it.