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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

In the study room on the second floor, Glennan still couldn't contain his excitement as he set up a ladder and retrieved a long-preserved precious collection album from the top of the bookshelf.

"The outside world knows mostly about the tree spirit clan through the story of the Water of Life. It was probably several decades ago when a famous tycoon fell terminally ill. With the help of the Water of Life, his condition miraculously improved, and he was even free from illness thereafter, living happily until he peacefully passed away at the age of 200."

"But that's not the case. The Water of Life is just the tip of the iceberg for the tree spirits! Did you know? This world wasn't what we saw before. Tens of thousands of years ago, our home was once a sea of trees, a world shrouded by giant trees! The tree spirits are the true rulers of this world!"

Glennan was a little excited. His hands were trembling as he carefully opened a yellowed book.