My stomach growled with hunger, and it felt like there was a fire burning in my stomach, burning from my throat to my lower abdomen.
My name is Lin Mo, an ordinary unlucky guy.
The doomsday is coming, and everyone is frantically grabbing supplies, hoarding food, reinforcing doors and windows, and living like the protagonists in a doomsday movie.
And what about me?
I'm looking for someone to hit me.
Yes, you heard me right, I'm looking for people all over the world to beat me up.
