If you were reborn on the day the apocalypse began, what would you do?
Lin Zhixu’s choice: pull out a gun at his ex-girlfriend’s engagement party, shoot the first zombie, then flee with her entire family.
In his last life, he said “I do” at the wedding, then watched helplessly as zombies slaughtered more than three hundred guests. He watched his fiancée, Jiang Yuanyue, mutate in his arms, and in the end she bit through his carotid artery. Just before she died, she shed a single bloody tear.
This time, he woke up three days early. He bought a gun, modified his car, and made every preparation.
Then, at the engagement party, in front of more than three hundred people, he shoved his phone screen in the bride’s face:
“The zombie horde is here. Are we running or not?”
No one believed him.
That is, until the banquet hall doors burst open. The first groomsman was knocked down, turned, and lunged at his own people.
A gunshot rang out.
Lin Zhixu put a bullet through its head, his expression blank.
“Believe me now?”
With his bewildered ex-girlfriend, his mother-in-law passed out from crying, and his father-in-law too proud to admit defeat, Lin Zhixu floors the accelerator and charges into the apocalypse, into blood and fire.
But this is only the beginning.
Along the way, some people fight over supplies, some stab others in the back, and some are more terrifying than zombies.
Lin Zhixu has only one rule:
No self-righteous do-gooding, no pointless angst. If you can settle it with your fists, don’t waste words.
As for his ex-girlfriend?
She bit me to death in my last life. This time…
We’ll see how I feel.
