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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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Frost Hell

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Fang Heng, give me three hours. We'll go back and prepare immediately. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I'll bring the first batch of people to start the field training. As long as we make a name for ourselves and confirm that the training is really effective in breaking through bottlenecks, more and more people will beg us to sign up."

Fang Heng was stunned when he heard this, and he could not help but sigh in his heart.

As expected, the clan talents nurtured by the Chambers of Commerce were indeed different.

Not only did he not need to spend money to hire people, but he could also earn a sum of experience fees from the students of the Necromancer Association.

"Okay, I'll let you do the arrangements. I'll come to the Chambers of Commerce at 3.30 pm in the afternoon to find you."

"Leave it to me."

After the cooperation plan was finalized, everyone set off immediately.