The Red Queen Is Mine, and So Is the Metal

Lu Yan, a wage slave who died suddenly from working overtime, opened his eyes to find himself transmigrated into a post-apocalyptic web novel as a hapless man sold off by his own father to pay a debt. The T-virus breaks out, zombies lunge at his face, and with death a breath away, a liquid metal core activates and the AI Red Queen recognizes him as her master and binds herself to him.

From a design grunt revising proposals until three in the morning to a ruthless lone wolf in the apocalypse, Lu Yan made the change in an instant.

In this life, he won't serve anyone.

The liquid metal becomes a blade to cut down zombies, a shield to stop bullets, a disguise to infiltrate, and an army of clones. The Red Queen is his eyes, his shield, his way out, and the only one around whom he lets his guard down.

He never turns away the women who trade their bodies for a chance to survive, but he never gets emotionally involved.

Umbrella Corporation, Night Owl, Tyrant: anyone who stands in his way dies.

When the throne of the apocalypse's emperor is placed before him, he turns and walks away.

“I don't want to be king. I just want to live.”