Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

"Fang Heng, do you think we should reinforce this shelter tomorrow? The system's shelter protection will be ineffective the day after tomorrow."

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a moment.

There was still a huge gap in the number of nails needed to build a personal shelter. Tomorrow, he would have to clean up the zombies inside the prison.

The construction of a player's shelter could not be completed in less than two or three days.

They would have to stay in this shabby place for the next few days.

Fang Heng did not want to be forcefully pulled online by the game when the shelter was under attack at night.

The reinforcement of the cabin had to be put on the agenda!

Fang Heng patted Liao Bufan on the shoulder and said, "Then, brother, I'll leave the reinforcement of the shelter to you. You'll reinforce the cabin tomorrow and watch over it."

"Okay."

Liao Bufan agreed and patted his chest proudly.

"I forgot to mention that my talent is reinforcement and maintenance, it increases the reinforcement efficiency by 20% and reduces the consumption of materials by 20%. This skill saves materials. Do you know that you've got a good deal by hiring me?"

"Creak!"

The sound of the wooden door being pushed open interrupted Liao Bufan's bragging.

A zombie in a lumberyard uniform staggered in from outside.

The people in the cabin turned their heads to look at the zombie.

The zombie clone threw the piles of logs from its backpack onto the ground.

It didn't care about the stares of the people. It turned around and left the cabin again.

[Hint: Your zombie has completed a round of material transportation. You have gained logs*10. You have gained a skill - physical training experience point +20.]

[Hint: Your zombie has started a new round of material transportation.]

Liao Bufan opened his mouth.

This time, he was completely in awe.

He could finally see that Fang Heng didn't lack materials at all!

Fang Heng didn't notice the change in Liao Bufan's expression. His attention was now focused on the game log.

Eh? The zombie clone could also provide experience points for skills!

This was a really good deal!

After eating and drinking his fill, Fang Heng logged off first.

At 8:30 pm, Phoenix Sound Gaming Company was still brightly lit.

Most of the game cabins in the office were running and there were still many employees busy in front of their computers.

Fang Heng saw that his game cabin had an eye-catching note and a room card stuck on it.

"Mr Fang Heng, I've already booked room 1602 for you in the hotel next door. This is your room card. If you have any questions, please contact me. My contact number is 1272..."

After getting the room card, he returned to the hotel and went to sleep!

After leaving the company, Fang Heng flipped through his phone.

There were more than ten missed calls on his phone. All of them were from Xia Xi.

Fang Heng slapped his forehead.

Oh no, he forgot to tell Xia Xi about the interview today. 𝗯𝗲𝐝𝐧𝗼𝘃𝗲𝐥．𝗰𝗼𝐦

Fang Heng was in a good mood now. He casually replied to her message.

"Thanks to you, I've passed. I'll treat you to a meal when the time comes."

Something was wrong!

After sending the message, Fang Heng felt a little regretful. This tone was not suitable for the cold and aloof image of the original owner of this body!

Before he could retract the message, Xia Xi immediately replied.

"Okay, I'll take note. Wait for me to come back."

Fang Heng was stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"To Seoul, to play a match."

What match?

Could it be that Xia Xi was also a professional player?

Why did he not have any impression of this matter?

Fang Heng scratched his head, feeling a little frustrated.

He noticed that he still had a lot of lost memories.

"Qin Shuran is my good friend, she just took over the company recently, you have to help her too."

"Help her? No way, does the boss still need my help? As long as she doesn't fire me."

Fang Heng cursed silently in his heart, but he still obediently replied with a message.

"Okay."

...

The hotel room was very big and it was far more comfortable than the small and run-down room from before.

After a tiring day, Fang Heng slept until dawn.

The next day, Fang Heng returned to Team 3's large office as usual.

Early in the morning, the office was bustling with people.

Many workers carried game cabins into the office.

"Hey! I said, you guys! Be careful! These are advanced game cabins, don't break them!"

"Move it aside, don't put it near the window."

Shen Qing commanded from the side and his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Noticing Fang Heng's arrival, Shen Qing walked over to Fang Heng.

"Fang Heng, did you have a good rest last night?"

"Yes."

"President Qin had an urgent business trip last night. Before she left, she said that you should temporarily stay in Team 3 until she comes back..."

Halfway through, Shen Qing's expression changed slightly. He shouted at a porter beside him, "Don't leave it there! Don't block the intersection! That's for people to pass through!"

The porter looked impatient. "Then where do you think we should leave it? Hurry up, there are still a lot of them down there!"

"Wait a minute!"

"I'm sorry, the new district, District 8, has opened. There's a big shift in Team 3 business department. I'm so busy with all these."

Shen Qing smiled apologetically and patted Fang Heng's shoulder warmly, "In short, that's the general situation. I'll go back to work first. There are still a lot of rookies reporting for duty today. Feel free to use the row of gaming cabins over there. If you run into any problem, come and find me."

After saying that, Shen Qing hurriedly ran to look for the workers to cause trouble. "What the hell? The power cord of the gaming cabins is exclusive. There will be a problem if you connect it like that!"

Uh...

Are they all so busy?

Fang Heng was helpless.

Indeed, the zombie apocalypse new district, District 8, had opened. The business department of the gaming company was now focused on District 9 and was channelling resources in it. It was only right for them to be a little busy.

Not only the Phoenix Sound Gaming Company but other gaming companies, clubs, player guilds and even the federal government would give their full support to the development of District 8.

Fang Heng felt the pressure of competing with these giants.

He needed to hurry up and build a shelter.

Fang Heng randomly found a game cabin and returned to the game.

...

[Hint: While you were offline, your zombie group carried barrels of gasoline*2, firewood*21, logs*291, abandoned parts*23... your skill - basic physical training experience points +8,912.]

[Hint: Your basic physical training level has been upgraded to Level 5.]

[Hint: Your skill - basic physical training level can not exceed the character's level. Please upgrade the player's level.]

In just one night, the basic physical training level had reached level 5?

The efficiency was amazing!

In the game, most players needed a long period of training to level up their skills.

Since zombie clones need not rest, they could log in 24 hours a day, and Fang Heng could greatly reduce the time needed to level up his skills.

"Normal weight-bearing travel can provide the skill level of basic physical training. Then, the upgrade of basic strength training and agility training will most likely depend on actual combat."

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

"Fang Heng, you rascal, what are you muttering so early in the morning?"

In the small cabin, Liao Bufan held a wooden board in one hand and gestured towards the cabin window.

"When Uncle Jimmy came online, he said that he had something to do today and will only return tonight. He even left seven crossbows for you."

"Liu Lin went out alone to explore the surrounding environment. I couldn't stop her, so I asked her to bring a crossbow with her."