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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

White Abyss

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng stared intently at Old Black.

This old guy.

He was quite cunning.

Although he appeared to be weak himself, he spoke casually about the 'demonic seed' as if it was nothing to worry about, without showing any sign of being tainted.

"You guessed it right. I am very interested. How can I get involved?"

"Hahaha, it's simple. I've already discussed it with Bai Mu. If you're ready, I can send you to the White Abyss right now."

"You?"

"Hehe, don't look at me like that."

Old Black, seeing Fang Heng's surprised expression, smiled smugly and said, "Even a rotten boat has three pounds of nails. I might be old, but I still have some tricks up my sleeve. So, are you going or not? The time in the White Abyss is also tight. They say 'Jealousy' will be back soon. You'll have at most three days."

Three days...

Fang Heng nodded thoughtfully.

It was actually quite convenient.