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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

What was going on?

Before the others could question him, Ovian had already fallen into self-doubt.

Something's not right!

He had clearly used alchemy to break the field magic, and he had clearly proven that the alchemy magic array was effective!

But why?

Ovian racked his brain, but he still couldn't understand why the alchemy magic array had suddenly failed.

Everything he saw had already exceeded his understanding.

The Empire team that had stayed behind in the temporary camp area did not dare to approach the rampaging vines, fearing that they would be sucked into the forest and fall into danger with Xiao Yun's team.

Gernot, the arbitrator of the Council of Elders, glared at Ovian.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that the alchemy magic array could destroy the sacred tree? Didn't you promise His Majesty that there wouldn't be any problems? Ah?"