Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game



Fang Heng slowly shifted his gaze away and focused on the world of the vampires in front of him.

Originally, this area had been cleared for Qiu Yaokang to conduct his unstable mutation experiment.

At that time, if Qiu Yaokang didn't create a monster that could destroy the world, it would only spread into the current world.

Now that there was an emergency, he could use this world to accumulate the aura of the death realm and try to create a large number of corpse pits.

Swoosh...!

Behind him, a black skeleton appeared from the teleportation passage portal.

Veron followed Fang Heng into the Vampire Apocalypse world through a teleportation passage and quickly observed the strange world.

"Fang Heng, this place is very lively. It's not suitable for the preservation of materials used to build a corpse pit. Most of the materials will rot and become unusable in ten hours at most."

Veron paused and looked at Fang Heng. He continued, "And the environment around this area isn't suitable for the construction of a corpse pit. The effect of the corpse pit will be affected."

"Yes, thank you for your reminder. I have arrangements. Get your men to transport the supplies over and pile them nearby. My people will carry out the follow-up. You can start now."

"Alright, as you wish."

Veron responded, and the soul fire in his eyes turned fiery red.

Behind him, the teleportation passage flashed again.

The skeletons brought the construction materials through the world teleportation passage and entered the Vampire Apocalypse. Then, they directly threw them around the entrance of the portal and returned the way they came.

Fang Heng nodded at the vampires behind him.

The vampires immediately began to move. They returned to their bat forms and quickly sorted out the various supplies, stacking them nearby.

Mountain-high piles of supplies were soon piled up on the vast plains, emitting a rotten smell.

After more than half an hour, as the last skeleton threw the supplies on the ground, no more skeletons appeared at the teleportation passage portal.

Fang Heng looked at Veron and asked, "There are so few supplies? Have they all been sent over?"

"Fang Heng, these construction materials are enough to build five corpse pits."

"Only five. It's far from enough."

Veron slowly turned to look at Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng, my master asked me to help you complete the corpse pit, but too many resources will be wasted."

Fang Heng looked Veron up and down.

Good heavens, it was clearly an undead skeletal creature, but it actually had extraordinary intelligence.

"Trust me, I won't waste it. Your master promised me that he would provide me with enough resources."

"Yes, my master asked me to help you build a corpse pit. I will provide you with help within the scope of my permission. As long as you can show your strength, I will gather more resources for you."

"Alright then."

Fang Heng shrugged and stopped arguing about challenging the intelligence of the skeleton. Seeing that the zombie clones were about to be resurrected, he slowly walked forward and opened his hands.

Soon, something strange appeared on the muddy ground in front of them.

"Pfft! Chi chi chi!"

Dark green palms stretched out from the ground.

Veron looked at the magic array that appeared in the churning earth and space in front of him, and the soul fire in his eyes flickered.

The Lickers kept coming out of the spatial magic array, and the zombie clones also crawled out of the ground. The fusion Tyrant form's huge body crawled out of the mud, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The zombie clones staggered to the mountain-like pile of supplies, then picked up shovels and construction materials and started digging in the nearest area.

The game notifications also appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has picked up and equipped the refined alloy shovel.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is building a corpse pit. The current completion rate of the corpse pit has increased by 0.08%. Consumed fresh meat*27.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has moved...]

The mountain-sized pile of resources was quickly reduced by the thousand or so zombie clones in front of them.

Fang Heng asked Veron, "How is it? Can we do it now?"

Veron was silent for a moment, and the blue in his eyes turned red again. He said in a deep voice, "I understand. I apologize for my previous doubts. I will mobilize more resources."

"Hey, thanks."

Fang Heng clenched his fists.

Looking at the thousand ordinary zombie clones in front of him, he couldn't help but feel excited.

As long as he had enough construction resources and a large number of zombie clones...

There was still a full night left.

How many miracles could he create?

He could give it a try! 

...

The next morning, in the fallen corridor, Viona's party of more than a dozen people headed to the passage entrance of the fallen corridor under the guidance of the necromancy attendant.

The aura of the death realm that was spreading around made the people of the Holy Court feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Saintess, don't we need to open the holy barrier?"

"There's no need. This is better. The stimulation of the undead aura will further awaken my dormant source of power. I've already sensed signs of a breakthrough. After purifying the aura of the death realm, I believe I'll be able to enter the next stage of breakthrough very soon."

The guardian knight Mohetar curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Tsk, the people from the Necromancer Association are really patient. I thought they wouldn't be able to withstand the provocation and attack yesterday. I didn't expect them to be so cowardly. Otherwise, we would have purified a few demons yesterday and the Saintess would have broken through earlier."

"Don't cause any trouble. We only got this chance to get close to the aura of the death realm when the presidents of the Necromancer Association were busy dealing with the seal. The advancement and awakening of the inheritance can't be done overnight, so we can't rush it."

Viona reminded him.

Last night, Viona's team had originally planned to pray all night to try to adjust their condition to their best. However, she did not expect all sorts of strange things to happen at night.

They had been disturbed almost the entire night. They had not even finished praying. They had not even had a good rest, let alone adjust their state of mind.

At first, the accompanying Holy Paladins thought that they were unlucky, but they came back to their senses after a few times.

It was obvious that someone was causing trouble, and they were all despicable methods.

For example, adding a little laxative to the food, cutting off the electricity in the room, beating the drums outside the door, and so on.

These tricks were definitely not the work of the presidents of the Necromancer Association. After all, they needed to preserve their pride. 

Such dirty methods did not have any actual effect on them, but they still successfully made the accompanying Holy Paladins unhappy, causing them to not sleep well for the entire night, and making them extremely annoyed.

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

"I understand. This isn't entirely your fault. I had my own selfish motives at that time and didn't stop you in time. I'm also at fault."

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