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Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game!

Empire Black Knight · Games
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2276 Chs

A Guess

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In the square hall, a skinny old man was sitting in front of a wall.

He stared at the alchemy formula drawn on the wall and fell into deep thought. The alchemy brush in his hand was placed in a corner, but he couldn't find a place to write.

Suddenly, the magic array on the ceiling of the hall flashed with a blinding light.

The old man frowned and put down the alchemy brush in his hand. He stood up and looked up at the center of the hall.

Then, Fang Heng and the others emerged from the alchemy magic array on the ceiling in the center of the hall and fell from the sky one after another.

Fang Heng realized that the teleportation had ended and quickly adjusted himself. 

As soon as he landed on the ground, Fang Heng quickly moved a few steps to the right before he could check his surroundings carefully.

"Bang! Bang Bang Bang!"