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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

Cultivating One's Character

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

In the afternoon, the prison's door opened.

The truck struggled to bypass the layers of logs in the prison square and finally stopped in front of Building No. 3.

After opening the door, Chen Yu jumped out of the truck.

He had already seen the mountain of logs in the prison.

There was nothing he could do. The entire prison square was filled with logs. It was hard not to see them!

Chen Yu even saw a few players carrying logs to the prison square.

No way! Must it be so exaggerated?

Chen Yu muttered to himself and turned around silently.

He looked at Fang Heng in the driver's seat with a strange expression.

Was this Prison No. 507?

Why did he feel like he was in a large logging base?

He thought, "Also, didn't you say that it was difficult to obtain wood resources?"

"Why do I feel that your logs are just like free wood?"

"How on earth did you do it?"