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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

"Charging in recklessly will trigger alarms, locking down the entire White Abyss Arena. In the worst-case scenario, the upper-level database could even be wiped, so our initial plan was just infiltration," Bai Mu said thoughtfully.

"But time is running short. Let's try to infiltrate first. If that doesn't work, we'll have to break through. No matter what, we need to get that data!"

"Okay."

Fang Heng shrugged.

"Ding dong."

The elevator stopped at Floor 55.

Fang Heng was taken aback, looking at Bai Mu and the others in confusion.

What was going on? Were they not supposed to go to Floor 120?

Why did they stop at Floor 55?

Bai Mu explained patiently, "We entered under the guise of potioners. Our invitation card only grants access to Floor 55."

Fang Heng couldn't believe it. So, they were planning to start from Floor 55 and fight their way up?