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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 · Game
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2626 Chs

Denied

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng took the form and perused it, his brow creasing in concern.

Nearly all the listed commissions demanded specialized knowledge.

For most commissions, master-level academics could only fulfill the lowest entry-level requirements.

It was challenging.

For missions like writing and selling books, even if he didn't eat or drink for 24 hours, it would still take him at least two days to finish a book with the help of the mechanical servant.

He still didn't know if the finished book was worth money or if it could be sold. It was too time-consuming, and he rejected it.

The secure missions issued by the Library of the Myriad Worlds demanded leaving the hotel premises for completion.

The commission points were enticing.

However, the risk of leaving the hotel was too perilous.

Fang Heng immediately dismissed this option.

Continuing to flip through the pages, Fang Heng's brows suddenly lifted.

Ah, there it was!