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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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2688 Chs

Tyrant T103 Cultivation Pod

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng was curious.

"What's in the research room?"

"I'm not sure about the specifics. I think it's an experimental project related to the G-virus."

Fang Heng raised a hammer and gestured to Lucia with his gaze.

"Should I smash the door?"

Lucia hesitated for a moment.

"It's best not to. I'm not sure if this door is designed with a safety control system. If we force open the door, it might cause the entire room to be locked."

"The safest way is to find a magnetic card with higher clearance, or to cut off the power first."

"Alright, I'll find another place to check."

Fang Heng shrugged.

As he spoke, he took two steps to the right of the door and knocked on the wall.

Fang Heng had just noticed that it was different from the entrance to the T-virus.

The outer layer of the wall was made of alloy metal, so it would take a long time to break through it.