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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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2626 Chs

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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Had it really run out?

Fang Heng felt an inexplicable pang of disappointment. It was a shame that he couldn't keep farming for more.

The White Abyss Arena was indeed a bit stingy.

With a sigh, he waved his hand, preparing to follow the others as they evacuated.

"Let's go."

"Yeah, let's get out of here."

Despite the minor hiccup, Bai Mu nodded lightly, and the group headed back toward the elevator.

Just as they were about to reach it, the ground suddenly shook violently beneath them.

"Boom!!!!"

A deafening roar filled the air, accompanied by a strong tremor that vibrated through the floor.

Fang Heng's pupils narrowed.

An explosion!

From below?

Had Jing Ge'er caused that much commotion?

Even so, with the thick alloy metal barriers in place, such an explosion would likely only breach the outer layer. There was still some distance before the seals were completely compromised.