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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Wayne glanced sideways at Wu Xiao, thinking to himself that this guy used to be just as arrogant as Cole. How did he become so timid after some time apart?

"Who else could it be?" Wayne frowned and continued, "We took on a commission from your boss to help you get back at them. Just lead the way."

"N-no... it's not... you guys..."

Wu Xiao had already been tormented by Zaka for hours, and the mere mention of getting revenge sent a chill down his spine. He instinctively shrank back and quickly distanced himself from Wayne and his team.

"No, let me be clear first. If you guys want to cause trouble for Mr. Fang, that's your business. I'm not getting involved. Sorry, I've got other matters to handle. I'll be taking my leave now."

With that, Wu Xiao turned to walk away.

"What do you mean? Hold on a second. What are you afraid of with so many of us here? We're helping you get back at them, and you're not even grateful?"

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