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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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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The feudal lords looked at Fang Heng with eager eyes.

It was extremely difficult to build a mage tower in normal times. Now that they could find such a cheap and reliable one like Fang Heng, how could they let this opportunity go?

"Yes, yes, yes. Just give us a number. As long as it's not too outrageous, we'll definitely agree."

Fang Heng looked at the excited feudal lords.

He thought about it carefully.

"I'm afraid that it will have to be built according to the market price," said Fang Heng.

When Lord Brent heard this, he was stunned.

The market price?

So little?

The other feudal lords also had the same thought.

Previously, when he saw Fang Heng's embarrassed look, he thought that he was going to ask for an exorbitant price. But it turned out that he was asking for so little.

Only the market price? They didn't even have to pay any maintenance fees, so wasn't this to their advantage?