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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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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Of course!

Fang Heng's interest was piqued.

"Yes! I have just obtained a batch of materials and will be going to cash them out."

"Then let's set a time?"

"How about tomorrow night? The materials are almost ready, and they are temporarily stored in the Zombie Apocalypse."

"Alright, I'll go and communicate with him. It's not a big problem. When the time comes, you can provide the authorization and he will come."

Fang Heng communicated the time and place of the meeting and asked, "One more thing. There's an advanced game world called Watts. Do you know about it?"

Old Black raised his eyebrows when he saw the name of the game world.

"What do you mean? Are you ready to go on a vacation?"

A vacation? What the hell!

Fang Heng was puzzled and sent three question marks in a row.

"???"