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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

One of the mausoleum guardian priests was holding a large stone slab in his hand.

On the stone slab, something was faintly engraved.

It looked like writing?

As the three mausoleum guardian priests got closer to the passage opening, everyone gradually made out the content engraved on the stone slab.

Writing!

It was indeed writing!

And it was in a language used by undead bodies in modern times!

As they made out the content of the writing, a look of horror appeared on everyone's faces as if they had seen a ghost.

"Do not act recklessly!"

Elder Timer's brow furrowed deeply.

Something was off about these three mausoleum guardian priests!

According to the understanding of the undead faction, they believed that the guards in the mausoleum were undead creatures revived under the eternal servitude of Empress Persephone, and therefore, were not supposed to possess high intelligence.