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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 · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The only upside was that the Wood tribe excelled slightly more in the skill of root entanglement than the Leaf tribe, enabling them to control more Lickers. Moreover, the Wood tribe displayed extreme caution, swiftly retreating after pursuing the Licker horde for a distance, steadfastly guarding their domain.

Now, it was time for the second wave, right?

Serge couldn't help but glance at Fang Heng.

Fang Heng coincidentally looked back at Serge, a hint of a smile on his face. He said, "Serge, speaking of which, I wonder what tactics your Leaf tribe employs. You wouldn't be letting me attract the attention of the Wood tribe here while you secretly do something sneaky elsewhere, would you?"

Caught off guard by the direct hit, Serge awkwardly chuckled.

"Hahaha, Fang Heng, you jest."

D*mn it!

How did this kid guess it?

Fang Heng was right!