When the apocalypse came, Xu Zhiyi was handed over to a scar-faced man by her own brother and mother in exchange for supplies.
Through the agony of broken fingernails and shattered finger bones, she looked at their cold faces, consumed by hatred.
Given a second life, she returned to the time before the tragedy. Clenching her fists, she vowed:
This time, no one is going to drain me dry!
The scar-faced man? She'd take him down in one sweep!
Her brother? Straight into the zombies' jaws!
Her mother? If she insists on playing favorites, then they can all go to hell together!
Surviving the apocalypse means having no attachments and no weaknesses.
Xu Zhiyi had no intention of stirring up trouble. She just wanted to stay alive, as long as possible.
But... “Anyone who messes with me won't live to see tomorrow.”
