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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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2463 Chs

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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

As they watched the tree spirit race aiding them from behind, and the tree people breaking through the outer defenses of the campus, Yates thought the research institute was about to fall. With a hint of excitement on his face, he shouted, "Brothers! It's time! Let's go together!"

"Brothers! Follow me!"

The other teams of the Tree Whisperers Alliance also took advantage of the chaos in front of them to run out of cover and rush into the research institute campus.

In fact, a normal person like Yates could not help much in the battle.

Ordinary beam weapons could only last a few hits at most.

It felt like he was using a Type 05 revolver to fight a tank.

However, it was still possible to build up their momentum from behind.

Fang Heng followed Yates and the others.

As soon as everyone entered the campus, an ear-piercing alarm sounded.

The research institute's defense network was triggered!

"Ka ka, ka..."