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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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The Jar

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Vita and several injured companions struggled to their feet, carefully protecting the fallen golden jars. They then nodded and reported, "Elder, the Federation suddenly attacked the town, and then they chased us to the temple. Our people are still outside engaging with them."

"Wait!"

Lorenzo abruptly raised his hand to stop Vita from continuing. He turned to look behind him, his gaze piercing straight toward where Fang Heng was hiding.

"Who goes there?"

Lorenzo furrowed his brow, immediately pointing towards Fang Heng's hiding spot!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In mid-air, several root tendrils condensed into wooden spikes, swiftly thrusting towards Fang Heng!

He had been detected!

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat, immediately leaping aside to evade the attack. He landed gracefully in front of the tree spirit group, openly inspecting the three pale golden jars they guarded.