How did I somehow end up in an old-school campus novel, only for it to turn into the apocalypse?
Four or five zombies are slamming against the door, and more are approaching from nearby.
“Ahhh!!!” A scream rings out, loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.
Then someone nearby yells, “You big dummy! You big dummy!”
Following the voice, I spot a colorful parrot perched on the wall next door, staring unblinkingly at the zombies.
Holy moly, isn’t that a rainbow macaw?
And hey, the original story’s second male lead was supposed to be you. Why do you keep following me?
I really enjoy reading post-apocalyptic stories. 🥺
The author gave the female lead a lightning-type superpower. Ice-type is also an option. Haha, it seems like the female lead has very few lightning-type superpowers. Well written, keep it up! I've read too many wood-themed works.