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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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Transplant

Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Qiu Yaokang mixed a few herbs on the experiment table and handed over a cup of sleeping substance.

"Drink it. If there's something wrong with your body, don't resist it, or the sleeping effect won't work."

"Alright." 

Fang Heng answered, took the medicine, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he closed his eyes and lay on the operating table.

Even though he did not resist, Fang Heng did not feel sleepy at all after closing his eyes. He felt as if he had just drunk a cup of sugar water.

He could clearly hear the whispers of Tang Mingyue and the others as they left the room and went to rest. He could even hear the clashing sounds of Qiu Yaokang counting the surgical props.

Suddenly, a few lines of game prompts appeared on his retina.

[Hint: The player has undergone an unknown eyeball transplant.]

[Hint: After the transplant is completed, the player will receive a special talent skill.]