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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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Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

A high-tier occult scholar took a deep breath, suppressing the fear within, and said in a steady voice, "Everyone, there's no need to pursue. Focus your energy and continue maintaining the operation of the star magic array."

"Understood!"

The others bowed their heads, refocusing on controlling the magic array.

Meanwhile, Fang Heng was quickly retreating from the Star Mage Tower.

The intelligence had been incorrect; the Book of Greleng was not hidden within the Star Mage Tower.

Something felt off, but with time pressing, he had no opportunity to think it through.

This trip to the tower hadn't been entirely fruitless, as he had managed to gather a significant amount of demonic seed energy.

Upon leaving the mage tower, Fang Heng's brow furrowed.

In less than half an hour, the high-tier hell creatures summoned from the Hell Gate had completely breached the occult association's interior, rampaging through the headquarters.