[Zombies] + [Building a faction] + [System] + [Not brainless] + [Summoning]
The apocalypse strikes without warning. Order collapses, and the government becomes a shell.
Ambitious players emerge from every corner.
Deep in the subway, Lin Mo decapitates his first rotting corpse.
In the gloom, a portal flares with an eerie light
“Your humble general greets you, my lord!”
Clad in clanking armor, an elite warrior from antiquity kneels on one knee, his voice rumbling.
Lin Mo lowers his head and gently touches his chest. What beats there now is no longer fear, but ambition.
A sea of corpses stretching for thousands of miles? That's nothing but the million-strong army he will command in the future!
Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born to their station?
Watch me try my hand at mending the rift in the heavens!
It's okay. It's a business struggle for hegemony. It's not brainless. It's just that the villain doesn't need to be written so much. Come on. In fact, there's not much to say. As long as the protagonist's IQ is a normal person and the supporting characters are smarter, they won't be scolded.
It's okay, but it's too short [eating melon]
Is this a mess?
It's okay. It's a business struggle for hegemony. It's not brainless. It's just that the villain doesn't need to be written so much. Come on. In fact, there's not much to say. As long as the protagonist's IQ is a normal person and the supporting characters are smarter, they won't be scolded.
It's okay, but it's too short [eating melon] Is this a mess?