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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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Mutated Creature

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Yes,"

Warren nodded and understood what Fang Heng meant.

He passed Andrast's autobiography back to Sandy and said in a deep voice, "I'll think about it after I've confirmed the internal safety of the Imperial mausoleum. Sydney will be back soon. I'll take you out of here first."

Fang Heng knew that he couldn't push him too hard, so he said, "Alright, I'm the feudal lord of the Land of Plague, Fang Heng. Come and find us anytime." 

While they were talking, they had already reached the end of the passage.

The path ahead was once again blocked by a large bronze door.

"Be careful and stand behind me."

Warren said as he stepped forward and pressed his hands on the bronze door.

The alchemy magic array on the bronze door was activated.

"Ka ka ka..."

The bronze door slowly moved to the right.

Behind the door was a familiar hall.

It was the place where they had fought with Sydney.