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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

Barely

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Especially the leading figures of the team!

Their strength was the most formidable, and all the skeletal guards of the mausoleum who surged toward them were often shattered into dust before they could even get close or launch any attacks.

It was as if they were constantly feeding into a bone-crushing machine.

Fang Heng and the others, blending in with the skeletal guards of the mausoleum, gradually came to a stop. The three quickly used their mental strength to communicate.

Tan Shuo: "Can you see clearly?"

Li Shaoqiang: "Don't talk about it, it's impossible to see clearly at all."

Fang Heng nodded in agreement.

In this state, the scene before them was like it had been covered with a thin mosaic; the further away they were, the clearer it became, but the closer they got, the more blurred it was.

It was hard to discern even their size, let alone their faces.