Transmigrated to the Apocalypse, the Villainess Is Cruel and Selfish

Fu Ling's greatest pleasure every day was getting into heated online arguments.

One day, as she was hammering away at her keyboard, she was suddenly pulled into the apocalypse.

She had no cheat or special abilities, and she was deaf, too. Worst of all, she couldn't understand a word anyone said...

The culprit was a fat, stinky cat who fancied itself a feline ambassador and wanted her executed.

Fortunately, after Fu Ling made some effort, the nasty fat cat finally gave in and recommended two bodyguards for her.

At first, Fu Ling thought it had grown a conscience. But after looking into it, she discovered that one of these "bodyguards" was the male lead of the original novel, while the other was its villain.

The male lead was one thing...

But the villain? A bodyguard? Do those two words even go together?

But she had to survive in the apocalypse for three years. To stay alive, whether male lead or villain, if they could keep her safe, she was going to win them over.

"You nasty fat cat, isn't the villain the zombie king from the original novel?"

Fu Ling looked confused.

"Y-yes."

"Then who is that?"

Fu Ling pointed toward the piles of corpses. A man stood ramrod straight as the zombies bowed before him.

The Cat Ambassador was confused, too. Had it gotten something wrong?

If the villain, Teng Wuyu, was the zombie king, then who was the man being treated with such reverence by the zombies?

The zombie queen?

Teng Wuyu: "Rumors take just a word to spread."

The "Zombie Queen": "It takes your legs off to put them to rest."