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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 Scribe

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Debbie Mattis." Debbie nodded slightly towards Fang Heng. "I am the legacy scribe of the Enkama Empire's royal family Library, and I've been tasked to assist both of you."

"Brother Fang, when I arrived, I went straight to the royal family Library of the Enkama Empire. With her help, I found relevant information and immediately noticed something peculiar, prompting me to come here."

Ji Xiaobo explained as he led Fang Heng into the main hall. "After checking, I found that the magic array here was indeed established a long time ago. It has undergone multiple modifications and reconstructions since then. The Mork Temple can gather some of the necromancy energy emanating from underground, but aside from that, it doesn't seem to serve any other purpose."

Fang Heng nodded at Debbie and entered the hall.

The floor of the hall was adorned with special alchemy magic array runes.

Fang Heng squatted down again to examine them closely.