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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

Memory Carrier

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"The prison is very safe. Our people contact the prison every five minutes. I heard that the number of zombies in the prison has started to decrease. Everything is under control."

"Ah? Are you mistaken? The number of zombies in the prison has started to decrease?"

"Um... I think so. The prison is not a big problem."

"I just heard from a friend in the prison that they had large skewers of roasted meat with beer for lunch. I think the chefs there are still in the mood to make kebabs. It's probably safe."

The colleague couldn't help but smile wryly.

D*mn, they were so busy and worried here. The people in the prison were already eating kebabs and drinking beer to celebrate.

"Oh right, he even asked me if they still accept people after the end of the Blood Moon. He's willing to pay for it himself, so it doesn't matter if there's barbecued meat or not. The main thing is that the prison environment is good."