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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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2276 Chs

Luxury Villa

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

Fang Heng enjoyed a sumptuous feast, courtesy of Vettel, in the game and then went offline early.

He was going to enter a dangerous town tomorrow.

Fang Heng planned to rest early tonight.

He logged out of the game and opened the game pod. Fang Heng stretched his back.

It was not yet eight o'clock at night, but Team 3 of Phoenix Sound Gaming Company was still full of zest and energy.

Most of the workers were still working overtime in front of their computers, and two-thirds of the gaming cabins were still operating.

To be more precise, Team 3 had people working overtime 24 hours a day.

"A bunch of struggling fighters!"

Fang Heng muttered softly and picked up his phone to check.

There were a few missed calls and a few messages on his phone.

Xia Xi: "Fang Heng, how's your new job? Are you used to it?"