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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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Dealing With It

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

In the secondary space projection, Fang Heng accelerated toward the top!

On the city wall, the imperial uncle was oblivious to being targeted by Fang Heng and was currently in a state of panic.

These undead were too mysterious.

Despite the castle gates outside being intact, they had somehow infiltrated without anyone noticing!

How did they manage that?

Could they employ some mysterious method to appear beside him?

"Fear comes true," the imperial uncle thought, and suddenly detected an anomaly and looked up abruptly.

He noticed an abnormal ripple in the space not far from the right, like waves spreading outward on a calm lake.

What was this?

The imperial uncle doubted whether he had seen it correctly, staring closely at the ripples in the space.

Whoosh!

The next instant, Fang Heng stepped out of the secondary space projection.

"Protect the imperial uncle!"