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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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Fractured

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng's mind stirred.

He suddenly recalled what Bai Mu had mentioned earlier, about conflicts within the team and the struggle for dominance in team decisions.

It now seemed that Bai Mu's team had indeed fractured.

"So, you're one of Bai Mu's people?"

Jing Ge'er said coldly, then shifted her gaze away from Fang Heng, adding, "Whatever. It doesn't matter who you are. Stay away and don't interfere with our work."

Fang Heng frowned slightly, looking down at the magic array beneath him. His right eye, with its omniscient sight, spun rapidly.

This wasn't good.

It appeared that the demonic seed before him had already breached most of the outer seal.

In reality, he had only breached a portion of the outermost seal.

Despite the commotion outside, the true seal was still deeper.

It was buried beneath a layer of alloy metal.