On my way home, I was chased and bitten by zombies, shelled by a tank, and then hit on the head by a plane.
The apocalypse arrived. Fungi took control of human brains, and Blue Star officially entered the age of zombies.
At the height of the crisis, I awakened the Five-Second Real Man System.
For five seconds, I’m invincible. Even if I’m reduced to bits, I’ll recover completely.
The System also offers all kinds of products to help deal with the apocalypse.
While everyone else is rushing around to avoid the zombies, I have a zombie radar that lets me track every zombie within range, so I can move through the hordes with ease...
While others tremble in fear of the zombie virus, I’ve already mastered cutting-edge technology that can wipe it out in no time...
While others suffer from being weak and frail, I’ve already mastered combat, cutting down zombies as easily as slicing vegetables.
That’s what it means to be a real man: this strong!
Drink and talk happily, get drunk in the moment. Corpses are pouring in like a tide, and the days are numbered. Running wildly at the end of the world, with unforgettable worries. The elegant and colorful clothes disturb my heart. How to relieve worries? Only wolf hair. I have a system to be king in five seconds. It's been a long journey, when will we return? Worry comes from the heart and is endless. There are not too many words, but the writing is never too deep. Raise your arms and shout, sweeping around the universe.