Empire Black Knight

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!

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Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

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"There's been an accident on the sixth basement. We need to check it out. It'll be quick. "

Su Jincheng waved his hand as he spoke. The Night Owl players behind him rushed into the room one after another and began to check every corner of the room.

Fang Heng carefully walked to the front of the cultivation pod and observed it.

Inside the cultivation pod, a Tyrant form was soaking in a special solution.

Wasn't that the Tyrant form evolution device that he had found in Meteorite Company in Pine City?

Back then, he had used the same device to evolve a normal zombie clone into a Tyrant form!

The Night Owl organization had actually achieved such a step and could create infinite controllable Tyrant forms?

Fang Heng's heart was perturbed. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the evolution device.

Cultivation Pod