Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng slowly turned his gaze away, focusing on the world of blood races in front of him.

Originally, after this area was cleaned up, it was planned to be reserved for Qiu Yaokang to carry out his unstable mutation experiment.

When the time comes, if Qiu Yaokang does not carefully kill any monsters that can destroy the world, it will only spread in the current world.

There is an emergency right now, this world can be used to hoard the breath of the dead world first, and try to create a large number of corpse pits by the way.

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Suddenly...!

In the rear, a black bone figure appeared again in the space gate of the transmission channel.

Wallon also followed Fang Heng into the doomsday world of the blood clan through the teleportation channel, and then took a quick look at this weird world.

"Fang Heng, the atmosphere in this place is very fresh, and it is not suitable for storing the materials for the construction of the bone pit. Most of the materials will rot and cannot be used for up to ten hours."

Wallon paused, then looked at Fang Heng, "And the environment around this area is not suitable for building a bone pit, and the effect of the bone pit will be affected."

"Well, thank you for your reminder. I have an arrangement for your subordinates to transport the materials and store them nearby. My people will carry out follow-up processing, and you can start."

"Okay, as you wish."

Wallon replied, and the soul fire dancing in the twins turned into fiery red.

In the rear, the transmission channel flickered again.

The skeletons took the building materials through the World Teleportation Passage one by one to enter the Blood Doomsday, and then they were thrown directly around the entrance area of ​​the passage and returned the same way.

Fang Heng nodded to the blood clan behind him.

The blood clans immediately started to act, regained their bat form, quickly classified various materials, and piled them up nearby.

Heaps of materials as high as hills were quickly piled up on the vast plain, exuding a rancid smell.

After transporting for more than half an hour, as the last skeleton dropped the supplies on the ground, no further skeletons appeared at the entrance of the transmission channel.

Fang Heng couldn't help looking at Wallon, and asked, "The amount of supplies is so small? Have all of them been delivered?"

"Fang Heng, these building materials are enough to build five bone pits."

"There are only five seats, which is far from enough."

Wallon slowly turned his head to look at Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng, my master asked me to assist you in completing the bone pit, but the accumulation of too many material resources will cause waste."

Fang Heng looked Wallon up and down.

Good guy, it's an undead skeletal creature, but it still has a good IQ?

"Trust me, I won't waste it. Your master promised me to provide me with enough supplies."

"Yes, my master asked me to help you build the bone pit. I will help you within the allowable range. As long as you can show your strength, I will mobilize more supplies for you."

"All right."

Fang Heng shrugged his shoulders and stopped arguing about the IQ of challenging the skeleton. Seeing that the zombie clone was about to be resurrected, he slowly walked forward and opened his hands forward.

Soon, something strange appeared on the muddy ground ahead.

"Chi! Chi Chi!

"

Dark blue palms protruded from the ground.

Wallon saw the magic circle emerging from the surging earth and space in front of him, and the soul fire flickering in his eyes jumped a little bit quickly.

Lickers sprang out from the space magic circle, zombie clones crawled out of the ground one after another, and the huge figure fused with the tyrant's body crawled out of the mud, causing the earth to vibrate slightly.

The zombie avatars staggered towards the hill-like material pile, picked up shovels and building materials one after another, and started digging down in the nearest area.

Game prompts also frequently appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: Your zombie avatar picks up and equips a refined alloy shovel].

[Reminder: Your zombie avatar is building a corpse pit. The current construction completion of the corpse pit is increased by 0.08%, and fresh carrion is consumed*27].

[Hint: Your zombie avatar has been moved...].

The pile of materials as high as a hill was quickly reduced under the joint transportation of more than a thousand clones in front of it.

Fang Heng looked at Wallon and asked, "How is it? Is it okay now?"

Wallon was silent for a moment, and the blue in Tong Kong turned into fiery red again, and said in a deep voice: "I understand, I apologize for the previous doubts, and I will mobilize more supplies."

"Hey, thanks."

Fang Heng clenched his fist.

Looking at more than a thousand ordinary zombie clones in front of him, I couldn't help feeling a little excited.

As long as there are enough construction resources, plus his large number of zombie clones.

There is still a full night.

How big a miracle can it create?

try it!

Fuck him!

…

The sunken corridor.

Early the next morning.

Under the guidance of the servant of the dead, more than ten people from Viona's team went to the entrance of the passageway of the Corridor of the Sunken.

The breath of death escaping around made everyone in the Holy Court feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Saint, don't you need to open the sacred barrier?"

"No need, this is better. The stimulation of the breath of the undead will further awaken my sleeping source of power. I have already sensed signs of a breakthrough. After purifying some breaths, I believe that I will enter the next stage of breakthrough soon."

The guardian knight Mohtar curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "Cut, the people from the Undead Society can really bear it. I thought they would not be able to stand the stimulation yesterday. I didn't expect to be so cowardly. Otherwise, I would have to purify a few demons yesterday. Lady Saintess can also break through ahead of time."

"Don't cause trouble. We have this opportunity to get in touch with the breath of the dead world at close range when the presidents of the Undead Research Society are struggling to deal with the seal. The advancement and awakening of the inheritance does not happen overnight, and it cannot be rushed."

Viona lightly reminded ~www.readwn.com~ Last night, Viona's team originally arranged to pray all night, trying to adjust their state to the best state.

Unexpectedly, all kinds of strange things happened frequently at night.

They were constantly disturbed almost the whole night, and their prayers were not completed, let alone adjusting their state, and they didn't even have a good rest.

At first, the accompanying paladins thought it was bad luck, but they came back to their senses after a few times.

It was obvious that someone was doing something wrong.

However, they are still some unscrupulous and shameful methods.

For example, add a little laxative to the food, cut off the electricity in the room, and beat gongs and drums outside the door.

These tricks are definitely not from the handwriting of the presidents of the Undead Society.

After all, they want face.

Such dirty methods had no actual harming effect on them, but they still managed to arouse the unhappiness of the accompanying paladins, making them sleepless all night, and making them extremely irritable.

"I'm sorry, Saintess, I just want to help you get the inheritance power as soon as possible..."

"I understand that you are not entirely to blame for this incident. I also had selfish intentions at the time and did not stop you in time. I was also at fault."

Just as they were talking, the two undead attendants who were leading the way slowed down.