Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

“Tsk! Poor bastard!”

Seeing that the other party had no more words after making the offer, Fang Heng was a little disappointed and closed the private chat.

Fang Heng was also bored.

He didn’t care about a mere 100 survival points.

But no matter what, freeloading was always the best.

In the game, the private chat was also restricted.

Players can have a limited number of private chats on survival radio every half hour.

But this number can be accumulated, up to five times.

[Hint: Your skill: strength training level +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is dead.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone will be resurrected in 24 hours.]

“What the hell!”

Fang Heng, who was lying on the grass, glanced at the game notification and sat up straight as if he was electrocuted.

The zombie clone was dead?!

Fang Heng looked at the prison square through the barbed wire fence.

A small part of the zombies wandering in the square had just been cleaned up.

What was that?!

Among the crowd of zombies, a zombie was very eye-catching. Its greyish-green skin had a hint of red and its eyes were shining with a strange red light.

It was a mutated zombie!

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and immediately controlled the remaining zombie clones to stop attacking and retreat.

Mutated zombies were the products of ordinary zombies being mutated.

Compared to ordinary zombies, all of their attributes had a huge increase and they even had some special abilities.

Basic level zombies had special abilities such as strength enhancement and agility enhancement.

Other than that, mutated zombies might have higher intelligence than ordinary zombies.

At least, they would choose to fight back after being attacked.

The zombie clone that died before was probably killed because it provoked it.

“What a troublesome thing. Fortunately, I didn’t go back to hack just now.”

Fang Heng was a little glad. Otherwise, his zombie clones would all be killed here.

If he waited for the zombie clones to resurrect, he would have wasted 24 hours.

After all, the game had just started and it was a race against time. 24 hours of resurrection time was too long!

The good news was that this mutated zombie was still relatively quiet. As long as no one provoked it, it would just stand there quietly.

He needed to think of a way to get rid of it, or else he would not be able to continue ‘hacking’.

After calming down, Fang Heng opened the game log of the zombie clone before it died and observed it.

[Hint: Your zombie clone is attacking the mutated zombie; the mutated zombie is dodging the attack. Your skill – basic agility experience points +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

…

[Hint: Your zombie clone is attacking ordinary zombies. The attack hit the target. Your basic training – strength experience points +3.]

[Hint: Your skill: strength training level +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is under attack.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone is dead.]

On average, the zombie clone could attack once, while the mutated zombie could attack three times.

Moreover, the attack of the zombie clone had a higher chance of being dodged by the enemy.

Apart from that, the zombie clone took a total of 24 attacks from the enemy before it fell.

According to the attack efficiency, the other side’s damage output was not high. It could only be said that it was slightly stronger than ordinary zombies.

In conclusion.

It was a zombie that evolved in agility form!

A few years of gaming experience allowed Fang Heng to make a quick judgment.

Mutated zombies in agility form were the most troublesome because their movement speed would also be greatly increased compared to ordinary zombies.

When the survivors encountered ordinary zombies, they could use the method of ‘flying a kite’ to slowly exhaust them to death, or they could just turn around and run away.

However, if they were mutated zombies with fast-moving speed, ‘flying a kite’ was simply courting death. Only by running away without turning back would they have a chance to survive.

“It’s not difficult to deal with.”

Fang Heng rubbed his chin and immediately came up with a plan.

He controlled his zombie clones to avoid the mutated zombie and chose the surrounding ordinary zombies as his targets first.

It was similar to how he used to play games. He first cleared out the ‘random soldiers’ around him, and then killed the largest elite monster.

Unfortunately, Fang Heng’s zombie clones didn’t have high intelligence. They didn’t understand the difference between mutated zombies and ordinary zombies.

So, trouble came again.

Fang Heng had no way to hack. He could only control his zombie clones from a distance and kill the other zombies one by one.

After half an hour, a space was cleared around the mutated zombies.

Then, Fang Heng summoned his zombie clones back to his side.

In the morning, he brought out five crossbows from the cabin. He had one on him and had four left.

Now, Fang Heng distributed all five crossbows to the zombie clones.

From the very beginning, Fang Heng had never thought of risking his life to provoke the mutated zombie.

After all, the attack power of the mutated zombie was not high and it only targeted the zombie clones.

But it was a zombie!

A player would be infected with the virus if they were scratched, and they would die.

A one-hit kill! The attack power was limitless!

What a joke! Everyone only had three chances to be reborn and then they would die completely. Fang Heng cherished his life very much.

The zombie clones accepted Fang Heng’s orders. Five of the zombies picked up the crossbows on the ground and loaded the crossbows with great effort.

Fang Heng had done several similar experiments before.

Apart from sticks and machetes, the zombie clones could also use some more complicated weapons.

For example, crossbows, guns and the like.

However, there were great restrictions on the use of these weapons.

They could only be used under Fang Heng’s control where he could see them.

Once they left his sight and let the zombies ‘hack’, these zombies couldn’t accept complicated messages such as ‘If you encounter an enemy, aim the crossbow at your enemy and pull the trigger, then reload at the same time.’

The most they could do was swing the thing in their hands to hit the enemy.

Fang Heng understood that zombies were single-threaded creatures. During the hack-in phase, they could only receive one complicated command at a time.

Five zombie clones with crossbows staggered toward the prison.

They stopped three meters away from the barbed wire fence outside the prison.

It was about time.

Fang Heng estimated the distance and gave the order for the zombie clones to pull the crossbow.

“Chi!”

“Chi! Chi! Chi!”

The five zombie clones pulled the crossbow at the same time.

The arrow was shot out and struck the concrete ground not far away from the mutated zombie, making soft sounds.

The mutated zombie raised its head.

It noticed the zombie clones in the distance, then lowered its head and continued to think.

“It’s my clone after all. You’re not accurate enough…”

Fang Heng silently complained, then asked the clones to reload.

“Shoot!”

“Chi Chi Chi!”

This time, an arrow hit the shoulder of the mutated zombie.

“Wu!!!!”

The mutated zombie let out a cry and in anger, it quickly pounced on Fang Heng’s zombie clone.

What a fast-moving speed!

It was only slightly slower than a normal person’s running speed!

Fang Heng’s eyelids twitched.

“Bang!!”

“Crack…”

The fleeing mutated zombie crashed into the barbed wire fence outside the prison and was firmly blocked.

“Roar! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!”

The mutated zombie let out a strange sound and kept struggling, trying to attack the zombie clones outside the barbed wire fence.

Unfortunately, it lacked long-range attacks, so it couldn’t do anything to the zombie clones on the other side of the barbed wire fence.

“Hehe, you don’t know what else to do, do you?”

Fang Heng, who was hiding in the dark, chuckled and controlled the zombie clones outside the barbed wire fence to continue loading the crossbows.