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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 · Games
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2286 Chs

All in One Stake

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Warren's heart sank.

The awakening of the abyssal demon was too sudden!

"How much time do we have?"

Fang Heng glanced in the direction where the plague aura was leaking and said in a deep voice, "If we continue at this rate and with no external power interfering, we have about five more days."

Warren's expression changed several times.

In just five days?

There was really too little they could do in such a short time.

At most, he would set up a small control-type alchemy magic array around the area.

Warren knew very well that the alchemy magic array that he had rushed to make had very little restriction on the abyssal demon. It could easily crush them with a slap.

What should he do?

Warren felt his throat dry up. He looked up at Fang Heng and saw that Fang Heng's expression was grave. He could not help but sigh in his heart.

Fang Heng was also under too much pressure.