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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

I am Not Greedy

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Maica watched as the fine blood beads gradually condensed in front of Fang Heng under his control before being poured into the altar's blood pool.

With the blood, the Elders Council's half-finished ritual could continue.

While controlling the blood, Fang Heng raised his head and looked at the sky, silently cheering for the vampire Prince in his heart.

Fight! Hurry up and fight!

The combat strength of those players from the Federation's Inspection Bureau was truly terrifying!

All eight of the vampire Prince's clones were stopped!

The only thing that Fang Heng was dissatisfied with was that they only used their magic abilities to fight for a long time. There was no bloodshed.

Those high-tier players were elites among elites. Based on the power contained in their blood, one drop was equivalent to 10000 drops of blood from ordinary people!

Very few Federation players were aware of the subtle changes in the blood on the battlefield.