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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!

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Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Do as I say. I can guarantee you that you will get the first-generation meteorite within the next 30 hours."

"In exchange, I need you to do something."

"Okay."

"That's cool. This is not the first time we've worked together. I need more trust this time. Do as I say. Can you do it?"

"Of course."

Fang Heng felt that he should agree first.

"You're near the second shelter of the Federation, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Very good. I need you to go find Night Owl's people now."

"Night Owl?"

"Yes. I don't want you to expose your identity. Go to the King of Gods' game and buy a custom-made red mask. I'll send you the mask blueprint later."

"To be safe, spend another 100 King of Gods' points to buy a bottle of potion that can change one's appearance for up to 24 hours."

"You'll have to pay for this."