Apocalypse Psycho: I Raise a Corpse King as My Daughter

The red moon rises, and order collapses.

Lu Jin is a notorious madman and thug in the wasteland. For a mouthful of clean water, he’d boil someone’s bones into soup.

Then one day, he pries open a bloodstained wardrobe.

Inside is a cherubic little baby, clutching an empty bottle and gazing up at him with wide eyes. “Mister, hungry. Want food.”

Lu Jin sneers and draws his Tang sword, still spattered with brain matter. “Get lost. Keep staring and I’ll roast you too!”

Before he can finish, a third-tier berserk mutant crashes through the door.

Lu Jin is ready to fight for his life, but the baby simply tilts her head and smashes the monster’s skull with one slap. She deftly fishes out its crystal core, pops it into her mouth, and crunches it up. Then she pouts sadly. “Mister, the candy makes my throat hurt… I want milk…”

Lu Jin falls silent.

From then on, an odd duo roams the apocalypse: a ruthless killer with a pink baby carrier strapped to his chest and a bag full of diapers and premium zombie crystal cores.

To keep the little monster from waking up hungry in the middle of the night and gnawing on his skull, Lu Jin grits his teeth. “Damn this world! I’d better build an impregnable base and raise mutant dairy cows for her!”

[Note: The leads are both completely unhinged, absolutely no goody-two-shoes, and they’ll kill their way through everything!]