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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

Hang up for a While

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

[Hint: Player is currently exposed to a high concentration of mutated virus gas...]

[Hint: Player is affected by the virus. Player's infection rate is increasing.]

[Hint: Player's HP is slowly decreasing.]

In the darkness, Fang Heng's eyes flashed with a hint of scarlet.

With the help of his vampire bloodline's night vision ability, he could see his surroundings clearly.

He saw the ruins of the destroyed research institute.

The mutated zombies that lived here had evolved such that they had night vision abilities.

"Hiss!!!"

A hiss came from a corner in the darkness. Countless zombies attacked from the shadows and rushed toward Fang Heng.

"Go!!"

Fang Heng waved his hand.

The eight fusion Tyrant form warriors behind him raised their iron twists and rushed forward, blocking in front.

A group of red Lickers followed suit.

A game hint appeared on Fang Heng's retina.