Apocalypse Dad: My Daughter Can Control Zombies

[Comedy] [Apocalypse] [Cute baby] [Zombies] [Gap moe] [Farming]

The Apocalypse doesn't have to be all fighting and killing.

You can eat, drink, and have fun in the Apocalypse, too.

Doomsday arrived, zombies ran rampant, and human civilization collapsed overnight.

Everyone said, "This world is finished."

Then a baby smiled.

Every zombie within a hundred meters stopped, tilted its head, and seemed to be waiting for instructions.

Her father was an animal trainer. He'd trained dolphins, tigers, and unruly little brats.

Now, he had to train zombies.

From one zombie to ten, from hauling bricks to repairing walls, from being chased to establishing a stronghold.

While everyone else struggled to survive in the Apocalypse, I was already assigning shifts to my zombie employees.

While others slaughtered each other over a mouthful of food, my zombies were hauling bricks and repairing the water pump for me.

Someone asked me, "How did you survive?"

I pointed to my daughter, asleep in my arms. "Her."

Then I pointed to the zombies lined up behind me. "Them."

Finally, I pointed at myself. "And these two hands of mine."

The Apocalypse is cruel, but we choose to keep living with a smile.