The End of the World Begins: I Started to Evolve from a Low-Level Zombie

You start with one head, and evolution depends entirely on swallowing. I was reborn as the weakest low-level zombie. My kind ate me and humans killed me. It doesn't matter - eat zombies and their limbs will regenerate; gnaw down superpowers and plunder their skills. From carrion and remains to steel and iron bones, while others are still lingering on, I have evolved into a thousand hands and a thousand eyes. In the third year of the end of the world, the Human Alliance knelt before me and begged for mercy. They don't know that the low-level zombie who was casually crushed to death is now the king of the entire city. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.