In the Zombie Apocalypse, My Whole Family Lies Flat in an Underground Supermarket

Who could have guessed that in my previous life, I was such a bleeding-heart saint that giving a bag of rice to an old neighbor nearly got my whole family eaten by zombies?

Thankfully, maybe the heavens were embarrassed by how miserably my family had ended up. They waved a hand and said, “This round doesn't count. Start over!”

So, armed with a head full of hard-won lessons and tears, I was reborn three days before the zombie virus broke out.

I immediately called a family meeting. Follow my lead! Our goal this time: move the whole family into an underground supermarket and lie low in comfort!

While everyone else struggles to survive the apocalypse, my family holes up in our “Apocalypse Happy Fortress,” enjoying seafood hot pot and watching zombies “dance in the square” on the security monitors.

When the gang leader outside kicks in the door and sneers, “Come out or die,”

I connect to Bluetooth and smile.

“Don't rush. Let's play a song first.”

No System, no pocket dimension. The whole family sticks together and lies flat through the apocalypse.