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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

The Wailing Hall

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

Dickey didn't see any dejection from Fang Heng. On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit.

Fang Heng was indeed full of fighting spirit.

The joy of playing throughout the night!

Compared to 36 hours ago, he could already capture the souls into the Book of the Dead more easily.

Now, normal souls wouldn't be able to escape so easily after getting close to the Book of the Dead.

After a period of time, he would be able to win every time.

Fang Heng could feel that he was getting stronger.

The first time, he spent a whole hour to capture the souls.

Now, he could capture two souls in an hour!

An epic improvement!

It seemed that the number of souls had only doubled, but Fang Heng knew how hard it was.

As time passed, more and more souls would be locked up in the prison, and the speed at which the zombie clones could capture souls would also increase.