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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Pu Shi did not know when it started, but he felt that Fang Heng was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Pu Shi looked at Fang Heng, and his poker face softened a little. He nodded and said, "Mm, not bad."

The players listened to Pu Shi's evaluation of Fang Heng, then turned back to look at Fang Heng, who was dressed inappropriately.

In the past, there were also support players who wore a large amount of equipment to increase the skill effect of their support skills, but they were far from being as exaggerated as Fang Heng was now.

For a moment, even Pu Shi was looking forward to seeing how Fang Heng's purification spell would be.

"Fang Heng, are you used to the equipment?"

Fang Heng tried to raise his right hand.

The heavy equipment on his body made a series of heavy crashing sounds.

Fang Heng thought, "This is the sound of money."

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