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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

Setting a Pit

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

"Not speaking? Then stay here forever and become Angetas' nourishment!"

Oro said as he formed a seal with his hands.

The blood puppets that were originally hidden in the cave were affected by the seal and were awakened by Oro.

They took heavy steps and strode towards Fang Heng!

"That's it?"

Fang Heng let out a disdainful sneer.

The fusion Tyrant forms behind him also raised their iron twists and charged towards the blood puppets.

The blood puppets and the fusion Tyrant forms clashed together.

"Boom! Boom Boom!!"

The iron twists landed heavily on the blood puppets, while the blood puppets continuously used their burning fists to smash against the fusion Tyrant forms.

Muffled sounds of collisions rang out continuously in the cave.

Both sides were similarly large-sized creatures. They also had a lot of HP and strong regenerative abilities. For some time, neither side could do anything to the other.