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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Mo Jiawei looked at Fang Heng with a bitter face. "Great, that won't work either."

"Okay, I got it." Fang Heng nodded.

He admitted that he couldn't do something like a mass extinction of the human race.

It seemed that the key to breaking the situation was still in the high-tier worlds.

The blood of ordinary people in low-tier worlds contained too little power. It would be better to go to a higher-tier world and slaughter a holy court priest than to drain the blood of ten million people.

The matter of entering a higher-tier world had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"Hayez, study the coffin first. I'll think of a way to get the blood."

Fang Heng looked at Mo Jiawei and said, "It's almost time. Let's go back and take a look."

"Okay." Mo Jiawei also nodded and left a sleeping bag on the spot.

On a private plane, Fang Heng got out of the game cabin and stretched.

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