The End of the World: One Person Kills the Corpse

What really cemented my idea was the date in the corner of the photo. The date has been blurred, plus there is a photo frame. It's hard to spot unless you look carefully. It was just now that Lao Liu placed the photo in front of my eyes, and I suddenly realized it. Lao Liu turned over the photos. "186 Is a good boy, it's a pity." He threw the photo to the ground angrily. The frame broke, causing glass shards to fly up. A small piece of glass scratched the corner of my eye. He stepped on my shoulders. "So what! So what if you know everything! Here, the weak eat the strong. How long do you think you can live without me! Only power is eternal!" "I have been in this hellish place for 10 years. I killed 186 for his own good. If he had lived, he would have suffered more than me. Here, you can only survive by killing zombies endlessly." "Fu Yun! This is like a game, you know? The organization gives you weapons, and you have to keep fighting. But, this game never ends. Fu Yun." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.