The world under the doomsday is desolate, death and blood are synonymous, a world without humanity...
A world-level disaster, from now on, please abandon the law, abandon the kindness that a person should not have, and abandon all possibilities that you think prevent you from living.
Here, if you don't want to be eaten by the man-eating monster outside, you must have the means and the city. Fight for territory bit by bit on your own, survive in a place with pitifully few resources, and try your best to get more.
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"What do you want to do!"
"Sorry Brother Xiao, I can't help it, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
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I wandered all the way from the West to various countries, trying to find hope of survival. My brothers and I died and were injured on the way.
But three of them were eaten alive by zombies, five were beaten to death, seven or eight died of natural disasters, and there were many who betrayed me...
"Am I dead? Have I turned into a zombie? But it feels... Better... Even better!"
Warm reminder: Personal preferences vary, please proceed with caution. The story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.
