After dying miserably in the apocalypse, she is reborn thirty days before the zombie outbreak.
Lin Wan laughs. In this life, she won’t be a saint. She’ll be the King of Hell.
She mortgages everything she owns and launches an international procurement operation, using her professional expertise to turn her safe house into an ultimate fortress that even missiles can’t blast open.
When her starving best friend and ex-boyfriend, gaunt and emaciated, kneel outside her door and beg for a piece of bread,
Lin Wan sits on her panoramic balcony, leisurely pan-frying premium Wagyu beef.
She starts a livestream, points the camera at their pitiful display outside, and says with a smile:
“Today’s lesson: how to elegantly… watch your enemies go to hell in the apocalypse.”
