webnovel

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
Classificações insuficientes
2592 Chs

Soul Cultivation

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When he first saw Fang Heng, Tory did not take him to heart. He only thought that Fang Heng was from a branch of a small Chamber of Commerce or a family.

After all, richer people would choose to enter Fort Nazca, where there were more professional teachers in charge of teaching and learning.

And those who didn't have money were also reluctant to spend money to hire the highest level personal teacher in the cultivation field to guide them one-on-one.

"Yes."

Fang Heng turned his head and nodded at Tory. He said, "I'm currently undergoing advanced training in high-tier necromancy. I need to increase the comprehensive strength of my soul as soon as possible. My teacher told me that I can receive sufficient training here."

"Of course, you've come to the right place." Tory shrugged and pointed at his chest, saying, "And you found the right person. I've been cultivating here for 30 years. I'm a professional when it comes to soul training."