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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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Stealing Chicken

Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Surrender?

Well, that's not entirely out of the question.

How about we all sit down and have a proper discussion?

Surrendering is surrendering, but for something as significant as this, there should indeed be some sort of protocol, shouldn't there?

Let's take it step by step.

For instance, to whom should the sacred tree sapling be surrendered? The Wood tribe? The Soul tribe? Or maybe the Root tribe?

Doesn't the Leaf tribe deserve a say in this matter? Shouldn't you try to garner the support of the Leaf tribe?

Or perhaps the three major tribes should have a preliminary discussion? Or would you prefer settling it with a brawl?

Fang Heng seemed to think that with a bit more persuasion, he could at least delay things for another half an hour. Unfortunately, he completely blew it, thanks to Vannes, that infatuated fool!

And now, both sides are back in the heat of battle!