72 Hours before the zombie outbreak, I was reborn and returned to the rental house, and was bound to the [Doomsday Crisis Prediction System].
This time, instead of hoarding goods to survive, I picked up the phone and pressed the number that I had engraved in my heart: "Chief, I am applying to hand over the system and report the following top-secret information——"
An hour later, I was invited into the underground headquarters and awarded the rank of major.
Five hours later, the state machinery roared silently, and the "Tinder Plan" was launched globally.
Seventy-two hours later, when the zombie craze flooded the world, I stood in front of the command screen, watching the red alert of global fall, and the Great Wall of Steel had been built on the land beneath our feet.
While the foreign chosen ones are still fighting for a gun, our superpowers have already begun the ideological and moral assessment.
While reborn people from other countries are showing off their private sanctuaries, our "dome" cities have housed tens of millions of citizens.
Later, the wise corpse king led a wave of hundreds of millions of corpses to the city, but the satellite returned a strange picture - the corpses lined up in front of the defense line, holding up a banner: "We apply to join the community of a shared future for mankind!"
Lin Mo turned to look at the commander-in-chief: "Leader, zombies also want to take the exam. How can I pass the political review...?"
[Apocalypse + system + national flow + anti-routine + group portrait]
