The apocalypse arrives, and society rebuilds its order.
Zombies are no longer monsters, but cheap labor.
A finger drops into a pot of hot oil, and the manager docks me two hundred yuan!
To keep my “five insurances and housing fund,” I endure one humiliation after another:
Someone looks down on me for trying to grab a shared bike? I’ll put up with it!
My vampire landlord nags me for rent until I’m falling apart? I’ll put up with it!
Chen Mo is one of them.
He gets his pay docked for being late, worries because he can’t afford embalming fluid, and feels inferior when humans discriminate against him.
He has even sat on the roadside late at night, taking himself apart piece by piece and wondering if there’s any point in being undead.
Then one day, he saves a human child by accident, only to be misunderstood and beaten.
At that moment, he thinks he’s finished.
But the internet remembers his silhouette.
“Who says zombies don’t have hearts?”
“That’s the warmest dried-up corpse I’ve ever seen!”
From a despised “skeleton freak” to a “positive-energy idol” adored across the internet, Chen Mo finally understands:
The flesh may rot, but the soul will always burn bright.
Even a zombie deserves to live with dignity!
