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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

"Hey," Fang Heng pondered, looking at Heli. He asked, "The relevant data and information about the spawns are stored in the central terminal, right? How can I access it?"

Heli's expression changed instantly upon hearing his question.

"The data is encrypted with the spawns' special mental language. Even if you copy it all, you won't be able to decrypt it..."

"Is that so..."

As Fang Heng was speaking, Raven, surrounded by the tree spirit race, walked over and looked at Heli with a serious tone, "Human, what's underneath here?"

"Huh?"

Fang Heng, feeling puzzled, turned to look at the area Raven was gesturing towards.

On the right side of the hall, there was a circular mechanical device on the floor that could be opened, leading downwards.

The entrance to the passage leading to the lower area?