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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

Motivate

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

Everyone looked at Fang Heng again.

They had also found the problem back then, but they were at a loss as to how to solve it.

Last time, the entire team had spent a lot of time and effort to concoct a more suitable potion to facilitate the absorption.

Of course, the cost of the potion was not cheap, and it would take extra time.

Fang Heng lowered his head and observed for a moment before nodding and said, "Yes, I thought of a way. We can try."

The research team was stunned. There was really a way?

Tong Jia was just asking casually. After getting a positive answer, she was slightly stunned. Then, she smiled and asked, "Alright, what materials do you need? I'll get someone to prepare it for you now."

"It doesn't have to be so complicated. However, this method might cause damage to the ancient bronze wood."