Disaster Diary: I Survived the Blizzard Virus

Reborn 72 hours before the virus leak, the first thing An Ran (Russian name: Anna Volkova) did was break into the research institute's cold-storage room and stuff all the life-saving antibiotics and experimental data into her backpack.

In her previous life, the Russian plague variant "White Storm" spread through the air and swept across the globe. She died on a blizzard night at minus 60 degrees, her lungs frozen solid. The last thing she saw was her colleague turning into a walking corpse.

In this life, she knows:

▪ The lab director has already been bribed, and the leak was deliberate

▪ The virus fears high temperatures, but the cold snap will help it mutate

▪ In three days, a once-in-a-century blizzard will hit, and civilization will collapse

She frantically stockpiles supplies, reinforces her safe house, and posts warnings on the dark web. But her ex-boyfriend mocks her: "Anna, you're a half-Russian research nut. You really think you can be humanity's savior?"

Only when the first black snowflakes drift down from the sky, the city loses power, and the infected surge in like a tide...

An Ran puts on her homemade protective suit, slings her modified flamethrower over her shoulder, and sneers amid the ruins of the apocalypse: "This time, I'll make both the virus and the blizzard get on their knees and call me their ancestor."

But the greatest secret is that the special antibodies carried by her half-Russian blood are the only cure for this catastrophe...