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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
Not enough ratings
2580 Chs

Suck, Suck, Suck

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Even without Fang Heng's involvement, the elite vampires proficient in magic arrays were confident they could complete Abe Akaya's teleportation magic array.

In just three minutes, with everyone's concerted effort, Abe Akaya's magic array was swiftly set up.

Standing before the magic array, Fang Heng looked up at the chaotic state of the sapling of the sacred tree in the center of the Great Hall.

The only concern now was whether Abe Akaya might also be affected by the pollution.

Regardless, there was no time to dwell on it!

The concentration of black fog inside the Great Hall had begun to diminish.

It was estimated that the Wood tribe was already on their way.

There was no time to spare.

"Let's try this!"

"Follow me, activate the magic array," Fang Heng commanded.

"Yes!"