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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

Sneaking in

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

One of the guards said with dissatisfaction, "What's the situation tonight? Why did you get up in the middle of the night to practice?"

"I heard that Her Highness Mingyue suddenly came to our place. It seems that she suspects that the barbarians are going to lay their hands on the supplies warehouse. She has repeatedly warned us to be more careful, so the boss has arranged more guards."

"Ah? Barbarian race? What nonsense are you talking about? The barbarian race is far away, how could they suddenly appear in front of us?"

"Who knows?"

"Alright, let's stop discussing. There's a team coming."

The chief guard halted the discussion and looked into the distance.

On the main road to the Empire's military supplies warehouse, Fang Heng and Mikhael were in a group, following the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's material transportation team to enter the large warehouse from the West entrance.

"Stop!"