My History of Blood and Tears Against Zombies in the Apocalypse

Zombies appear, the apocalypse comes, and humans become nothing more than fish. But somewhere in a place where zombies are rampant, if they could talk, they would roar and cry—— "Do you know? Do you know how I have lived these three years? Three years and three years as promised! I work twenty-five hours of overtime every day, thirty-two days of overtime in one month, no salary and no food!" "I was alive for ninety-nine and six. When I died, I thought that as a zombie I could do whatever I wanted. But when I met this bastard, I was instantly at zero and seven! I won't live anymore! Being a zombie has no dignity, and I'm worse than a beast!" "Use giant zombies as cranes, use strange zombies as transport planes, use endurance zombies as humanoid power generation units, use slime zombies as cement machines, and use the zombie king as a contractor... It's so unconscionable! Even zombies can't do this kind of thing, but this is something that carbon-based creatures can do? Baghya Road!" A certain person is very happy when he sees countless zombies working willingly for him. Today is also a day of hard work and seriousness. … This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.