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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

In-depth Investigation

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

"Who is it?" Zhong Haoyang turned around warily.

"It's fine. It's just a rock falling. You're too nervous. Relax," Fang Heng said with studied casualness. However, when he saw Zhong Haoyang's face, he suddenly sensed something and narrowed his eyes involuntarily. There was a strange look of inspection in his eyes.

"Uh..." Zhong Haoyang gulped and asked carefully, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fang Heng realized that Zhong Haoyang's lifeblood circulation speed had increased a little under the surrounding mist.

They had been here for a few minutes. Was it because of the increased concentration of the blood mist?

Fang Heng's blood affinity had reached a very high level, so he was exceptionally sensitive to the speed of blood flow.

"Don't move, spread out your palms."

Zhong Haoyang was baffled, but he still followed Fang Heng's instructions and opened his palm.

"Whoosh!"