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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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Threat

Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng's eyelids twitched as he listened.

He highly doubted the claim that the three major tribes simultaneously besieged the Leaf tribe. It was probably just diplomatic language.

It seemed the Wood tribe was indeed strong, to be able to obtain the essence of the sacred tree amidst the attacks from stone spirit puppets and various tribes.

"What a pity. Is there anything I can help with?"

"You?"

Rudyard looked Fang Heng up and down, shaking his head, saying, "No need."

Ridiculous! When did the noble tree spirit tribe need help from humans?

Heh...

Being ignored again.

Fang Heng maintained his smile and secretly marked one of the tree spirit tribe members behind Rudyard with a vampire symbol.

"I am also a follower of nature. Perhaps you are confident in the strength of your tribe, but we also have some special abilities that may be able to help you."

"Oh? Is that so..."