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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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Liver Pain

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Teacher? Where are you going?"

"I'm going for a walk."

The low morale of the players made Pu Shi upset.

He wanted to calm himself down and think about what to do next.

The biggest problem was the supply.

With the help of a few demi-human races in the team, they could bring a small number of materials into the world from the game every once in a while.

However, this was far from enough.

It was foreseeable that the strength of the entire team would gradually weaken.

They could only passively defend and rely on the people outside to come to their rescue.

However, how long could they last?

Was there any better way?

Fight to the death?

No, they couldn't. They didn't have the ability.

Pu Shi thought and slowly walked forward.

Suddenly, in the darkness, he caught a glimpse of a figure quickly passing by at the corner not far away.

A player was being chased by two low-tier souls?