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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 · Spiele
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Marketing One's Own Product

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng shrugged and looked at Li Shaoqiang, as if he had a bad memory. "Hey, did you forget? Weren't you the one who suggested yesterday that we didn't have enough holy water?"

"Uh..."

Li Shaoqiang was at a loss for words for a moment.

Indeed, he did not sleep well last night. He spent the whole night thinking about how to make money with the holy water.

He was woken up by Fang Heng halfway and asked some inexplicable questions.

But...

Make holy water himself?!

Li Shaoqiang felt that the solution proposed by Fang Heng sounded a little unreliable...

With that thought, Li Shaoqiang and Li Qingran, who were full of doubts and curiosity, walked up together and looked at the large vat of water behind Fang Heng.

"This... Boss? Can you do it? Can you really make this thing yourself?"