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

It was not easy to find such a capable player. Li Wenbo did not want to give up so easily.

"Brother, don't be in a hurry to leave."

"Alright, I'll only tell you one person in secret. As long as you can help me collect a special high-Tierore that the company urgently needs, I'll temporarily raise your quota to the highest. How about it? It's worth it, right? Trust me, it's definitely worth it. We have everything here. As long as you can help me collect from the mutated form lair..."

"Huh?"

Fang Heng suddenly stopped walking.

He turned to look at Li Wenbo behind him.

"What did you say? Mutated form lair?"

"Ah, right."

Li Wenbo was also stunned. He didn't expect Fang Heng's focus to be so strange. He immediately explained, "It's a mining area that is occupied by a large number of mutated creatures. There is a nest of mutated creatures inside. The level of the mutated creatures is around Tier2-3, and a small number are at Tier4."