High-Level Zombie: I Became the Overlord of the Apocalypse by Pretending to Be Weak

The Hunters killed me once. I climbed out of the sinkhole. In my previous life, my name was Thunder, and I was among the top five in the human camp's thunder-type combat power list. When I died, someone said in my ear: "You are blocking the road." I didn't see the face clearly. I am a zombie in this life. Level 1: He can't walk without shaking, and he gnaws on the wall when he's hungry. I spent three years working my way from janitor to governor. It took seven years to put the Hunting Faction, Coexistence Faction, and Zombie Council on the same negotiating table. It took me ten years to marry the doctor who bandaged my wounds. —— Do you think this is a revenge story? No. My killer has not been found yet. My daughter is thirteen years old and has awakened her supernatural powers earlier than I did. My wife said, if you can't remember the face, don't remember it. This is just a man who forgets his enemies, forgets himself, and finally almost forgets his wife. The story of how to learn to be human again in the apocalypse. You start with one life, and all equipment depends on picking up. After ten years of picking up, I picked up a home.