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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 · เกม
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2626 Chs

Alliance

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Outside the Prayer Temple, Vannes and his subordinates stepped into the hidden domain of the Wood tribe.

As they stepped forward, there was a sudden rush of whooshing sounds from ahead—Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

What!?

Vannes's pupils contracted. They saw dense wooden spikes shooting out from the thick forest—ambush!

Vannes's anger surged. Initially, he only intended to confront the Wood tribe peacefully, but they showed no honor, launching a surprise attack without warning.

The Wood tribe!

No respect even when given the chance!

Countless sharp leaves converged around Vannes, forming a whirlwind that swept toward the dense onslaught of wooden spikes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The flying leaves sliced through the incoming wooden spikes, shattering them into fragments that scattered in the air.