The End of the World: the Last Survivor and the First Bite of Corpses

In the second year after the nuclear war, the land was devastated and the cities were full of ruins. My trembling fingers tore open the protective clothing, and the rotten smell hit my face. Fluorescent green mucus flowed on the surface of the corpse, and the body that had been soaked in radiation for three months actually remained intact. The maggots in the tin suddenly hit the glass crazily, and a neighing sound similar to a baby's cry was heard in the distance. When I took the first bite, the corpse's eyelids suddenly twitched and lifted, revealing two amber pupils embedded with spiral patterns...