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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 · Du hí
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Corrupt

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In a sentry tower periphery of the prison, a tall and thin figure stood at the highest point of the sentry tower.

With his back facing the people in the square, he slowly raised his hands into the sky.

"Servants of the apocalypse, a new sun is about to be born. Let's spread chaos!"

"Apocalypse...Chaos!"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows.

About one-third of the 'patients' in the square did not become monsters after being corrupted.

Their bodies were partially or completely decayed, but they still maintained their human appearance and seemed to still have some rationality.

Appearance-wise, they looked like zombies.

The biggest difference was the eyes.

Their eyes, which were covered in red, had no whites at all.

"Fallen Ones, it's the Fallen Ones...Why are there so many of them..."

"Hmm?"