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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"Long time no see. I heard you were trapped in the fallen corridor. I've been thinking about you."

Fang Heng saw Old Black's smile and knew what he was up to.

"You did this? What are you thinking?"

"Of course, it's to earn money. I've told you," Old Black said. "Only the money in my pocket is real. Let's talk about the old days later. You can handle the Duke of the vampires, right? "

Fang Heng looked in the direction where Old Black was pointing. Unfortunately, he could only see thick fog.

"Hehe, my original plan only had a 30% chance of success, but with the two of us working together, we have a 100% chance of success."

Old Black said gloomily, "I won't forget you if there's something good. You don't have to kill him, just stall him for five minutes.

"You think too highly of me. That's a Duke of the vampires."

Fang Heng shook his head and started to bargain.

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