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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!

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"Lord Oracle, please come this way."

The believer's face was faintly filled with excitement. He took the oil lamp from his companion and led the way to the depths of the left passage.

The passage was not deep. After walking for three minutes, a shining metal door blocked their way.

The door was made of some kind of golden metal, and it was constantly emitting holy power fluctuations.

There was a circular groove in the middle of the door.

It looked like some kind of mechanism that could be activated.

One of the believers said, "Lord Oracle, I've heard from the Lord Bishop before that the Holy Door has great strength. Without permission, anyone who approaches it will be severely punished by God."

"Okay, you step back a little first."

Fang Heng looked at the door, the alchemy array reflected in his right pupil.

Correspondingly, the runes of the alchemy array also appeared on the golden door.