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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

Keeping a Low Profile

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

He had been mumbling for too long.

Almost every few minutes, someone would send a message from the survival radio to urge him.

Fang Heng casually browsed through a few and realized that the Federation was still able to hold on, so he was not too anxious. He would go and investigate after dealing with the trial rewards.

"Alright then, you do your thing. I'll go back first."

Mo Jiawei yawned again as he spoke. He left a sleeping bag on the spot and went offline.

Fang Heng watched as Mo Jiawei disappeared, then lowered his head to look at his character attribute.

After this trial, he was still in a state of dissatisfaction with his own strength.

Although the effects of the undying body and the Everlasting Moon were very strong, they were still not enough to deal with BOSS-level opponents in intermediate games.

The things he was learning now were a little complicated. He had only learned a small part of many of them.