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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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2555 Chs

Night Scouting

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Karkkila's expression was solemn.

In less than two days, what had happened in Lincoln City?

He had arrived in a hurry, so he had only skimmed through the latest information regarding Lincoln City at noon.

Rumor had it that many apprentices of the Mage Association had gathered in Lincoln City to further their studies.

At that time Karkkila had thought that it was a little strange.

Why did they have to go to Lincoln City?

Only now did he realize the seriousness of the problem. Given the thickness of the undead ghost fog, it was obvious that they were practicing necromancy!

While he was thinking, the merchant carriage slowed down.

The entrance of the city could be seen in front of them. The Chamber of Commerce was preparing to go forward to inspect. 

Karkkila stuck his head out of the window and looked out. His heart sank even more.

It was already late at night, and the gates of Lincoln City were wide open.