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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
Not enough ratings
2276 Chs

Flat Tire

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

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"Hurry up and move."

Dai Congyun was reproached, but he still had a smile on his face. He repeatedly apologized as he waved his hand toward the rear fence, saying, "Hurry up, move the roadblocks away!"

A few Oro Company players came up and slowly moved the fence blocking the road.

"Alright, hurry up and stop talking nonsense."

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Li Shaoqiang waved his hand and asked everyone to return to the truck.

After delaying for more than ten minutes, the convoy finally resumed their journey.

Not far away, Dai Congyun watched as the car slowly disappeared into the black mist. The fake smile on his face faded and was replaced by a disdainful expression.