In my last life, when zombies broke out, I gave up my hope of survival to my best friend.
But she pushed me into the zombie crowd with her backhand and sneered: "A holy mother like you deserves to be eaten."
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to three months before the end of the world.
Looking at the money borrowing message from her on my phone, I blocked it with a smile.
He turned around and rented abandoned air raid shelters in the suburbs and stockpiled tens of thousands of tons of supplies.
In this life, I want to watch her kneel outside the cave and beg me——
Then he shot the zombie behind her in the head.
