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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

Half an hour later, Fang Heng opened his eyes again.

After a brief rest, the dizziness in his head had eased a bit.

Fang Heng raised his head and looked to his right.

In the distance, Prince Carl quickly returned after completing Fang Heng's task. He descended from his bat form and quickly returned to his human form. He knelt on one knee in front of Fang Heng and reported, "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged according to your instructions. They will arrive shortly."

"Good."

Fang Heng propped himself up and stood up.

The backlash effect had not completely cleared, and he still felt waves of weakness.

Looking into the distance, a black mass of creatures appeared on the horizon.

The native creatures of this world!

The hard ant colony!

The ant colony was rapidly approaching their location, chasing more than ten Marquises of the vampires in front of them.