The Apocalypse for All: I Can Grow Calabash Brothers

Big Baby, park a big truck in front of the entrance. That's right, pick one with twelve wheels. Don't let the zombies in!

Second Baby, keep watch at the entrance. Report anything suspicious right away. Don't just stand there ogling pretty girls.

Third Baby, stay close to your father and protect him well. Your father has no special abilities, and he's not much of a fighter.

Fourth Baby, add some more fuel. The water isn't hot enough. Your father wants to soak a little longer.

Fifth Baby, add more water! The hot pot's run dry, and your father hasn't had his fill.

Sixth Baby, good son, go see if Auntie Dilraba is taking a bath tonight.

Seventh Baby, good son, hurry and use your gourd to collect all these supplies. Don't leave them a single thing.

A shortage of supplies in the apocalypse? Surviving the apocalypse is difficult? What a joke! I awakened the Apocalypse Farming System and grew the Calabash Brothers!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.