Chen Li's Sunday plans were perfect: play games until he reached Silver, use up his inflation coupons, then wash the stinky socks he'd been saving all week.
As for Doomsday? That was just a delusion he had because he didn't want to go to work.
Then, just before his computer blue-screened, a burst of zombie news flashed across it, and in the crash scene downstairs came an inhuman shriek.
Chen Li looked at the group meal order history on his phone and sank into thought as the System delivered “KAY/O.”
