[On my thirteenth loop of Jingzhe Day, I dissected the god who created the zombies with my own hands]
Song Jingzhe will never forget that dusk scented with locust blossoms.
As blood-red sunset swallowed the peak of the school building, she heard the crisp crack of breaking bones for the thousandth time. The boy in front of her suddenly tore open his deskmate's throat. His spine, lined with barbs, burst through the crown of his skull and bloomed into a blood-red flower of flesh.
This century-old school hides three ironclad rules:
1️⃣ Everyone must attend evening study.
2️⃣ Never question the bronze compass displayed in the school history museum.
3️⃣ If anyone mutates, immediately carry out “School Rule Zero.”
A sinister fourth rule appeared on her phone, its message flashing wildly in time with the progress of her zombification:
⚠️ [Current survival rate: 0.0001%. Host detected carrying “immortality code.” Activate Godslayer Mode?]
In the cracks of time, she glimpsed an even more terrifying truth:
■ Classroom 404 always oozes corpse wax at 23:17.
■ The same number appears on the necks of every dead person.
■ The safe in the principal's office holds her transfer records, dated thirty years ago.
“Will you keep looping through a rotting spring, or crack open God's skull and rewrite the timeline?”
As the zombie horde swept past the flagpole for the 1,001st time, Song Jingzhe gripped her scalpel and stabbed it into her left eye.
This time, she would uncover the “One” lurking inside the bronze compass with her own hands.
