The Decaying City

The world has become a barren wasteland in the apocalypse. Death and bloodshed are the only words for it, a world without humanity...

A world-level catastrophe has begun. From this moment on, abandon the law, abandon the kindness a person is supposed to have, and abandon anything you think might keep you from surviving.

Here, if you don't want to be eaten by the monsters outside, you need skill and cunning. Carve out territory bit by bit on your own, survive where resources are pitifully scarce, and do whatever it takes to get more.

“What are you doing?”

“Sorry, Brother Xiao. I had no choice. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...”

I drifted from the West through one country after another, searching for some hope of survival. Along the way, my brothers and I were killed or wounded.

Three were eaten alive by zombies, five were killed by people, seven or eight died in natural disasters, and as for those who betrayed me... there were many...

“Am I dead? Have I turned into a zombie? But why does this feel... kind of... even... better!”

A friendly warning: Everyone has different tastes, so enter at your own risk. This story is entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental.