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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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Mutated Ores

Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Many large companies, including Weixing Technology, had tried this sinkhole mission before. In the end, they all realized that the rewards were not proportional to the effort, so they all chose to give up.

For large player companies, if they increased their investment, it was not necessarily impossible. It was just that it was not worth it. There was no need to bear a large loss to complete this mission.

Fang Heng knew nothing about this.

His biggest goal was not to mine, but to farm monsters.

Leaving the shelter, the party arrived at the periphery of the shelter.

Fang Heng raised his hand to signal the mercenary team to stop.

Li Wenbo looked at Fang Heng strangely. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. The mission location is here."