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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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Torturing

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Sir Suárés, I am incompetent. I failed to guard the Floor 65."

In the lounge on Floor 71, a middle-aged man with long white hair, holding a scepter, furrowed his brows and demanded, "What do you mean, you failed to guard it?"

A person kneeled on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and quietly recounted the events of how Fang Bai had stormed through the 65th floor and swept it clean.

"Useless!" Suárés immediately scolded sharply upon hearing this. "What's wrong with you? You couldn't handle a newcomer? And you even had your points stolen? How dare you show your face here?!"

The kneeling person repeatedly knocked his head on the ground, saying, "Sir, Fang Bai is too arrogant. He took all our points. For the sake of our race, please punish him!"

Suárés's face was filled with wrath.

Fang Bai!