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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 · Juegos
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Counter-attack

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In the real world, on the bus, Fang Heng opened the game cabin and got up.

Old Black had just come out of the game cabin not long ago as well. He turned to Fang Heng and said, "There's trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"Half an hour ago, the Federation discovered the breach in the vampire's No. 32 teleportation passage. It is currently under attack by the Federation."

"Ha?" Fang Heng was speechless.

Was his luck really that bad?

Fang Heng immediately closed his eyes and tried to sense the state of the Tyrants through his mental strength.

He could not observe the fusion Tyrant forms' statuses through the game log outside of the game and could only control them remotely with his mental strength.

They were too far away. Fang Heng could only vaguely sense their location and that they seemed to be fighting.

Once attacked, the fusion Tyrant form would react automatically and counterattack. They did not need to be controlled to do this.