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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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Nightfall Stone

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fang Heng spoke without a hint of guilt.

Tippy didn't doubt him, perhaps because Fang Heng had just saved her life.

Everything had happened so fast, so suddenly, with too many clues. She needed time to sort through her thoughts.

Fang Heng continued, "Right now, the demonic seed is pursuing the Elder of the Root Tribe. If my guess is correct, the demonic seed's next move may be to seek revenge on your Tree Spirit Tribe."

Otherwise, why would that arrogant fellow, Pride, hastily run off?

He knew the demonic seed.

He was very cunning.

If this storyline were to unfold as described, Fang Heng would find it rather favorable.

Having Pride as an ally would expedite the mission's completion.

Tippy's expression shifted, and she slowly raised her head, gazing into the distance with a look of concentration.

"What is that?"

Fang Heng also raised his head and followed Tippy's gaze.