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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 · Jogos
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2658 Chs

An Unknown Hybrid Virus

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Tang Mingyue was frowning as well.

She had only been close to the coffin for five seconds, and the infection index had soared to 20+. It only stopped increasing after she had retreated far away.

Tang Mingyue couldn't help but look at Fang Heng, who was the closest to the coffin.

"Is everyone alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Where's the demonic seed?" Wangnet stared at the coffin and said in a deep voice, "Where is the demonic seed?"

Qiu Yaokang reached out and pointed into the distance and said, "It should be that, that layer of white frost." 

It could be seen that after the coffin was destroyed, only two-thirds of the coffin remained. There was a small area inside the coffin, and it was covered with a layer of white frost.

Qiu Yaokang didn't dare to get close. He stood further away, took out a bottle from his backpack, and threw it to Fang Heng.