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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

Looking for Trouble

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Slovin, who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, saw Fang Heng making a move. He lifted his eyelids and was about to give a few words of advice when he realized something. 

Eh?

What he saw shocked him a bit.

What was going on?

Why was there such a huge difference between him now and him five minutes ago?

No way? Could it be that this kid was really a genius in alchemy?

That was impossible! No matter how much of a genius he was, the change would not be that drastic. 

Or was he hiding his strength?

Was there a need to do that?

It didn't make sense...

Slovin's mind was in a mess. He saw that Fang Heng was getting more and more skilled in drawing the mageweath, and the surprise in his eyes became deeper and deeper. 

Ten minutes later, Fang Heng stopped drawing the magic array halfway and looked up at Slovin.