My name is Bai Ci, and I have been reborn 3,000 times.
For the first time, he was pushed into the zombie wave by his teammates. For the 3000th time, I looked at their horrified faces and slowly finished the last piece of compressed biscuit in my hand.
[I have died 3,000 times, and each time I am resurrected, I randomly forget a skill - fighting, driving, and even language.
Zombies are sieging the city, and the military reports that the last safe zone has been lost. "So, this is the reason why you betrayed me for the 3,000th time?"
The teammates trembled and pointed to the supply box in the corner: "There is... A grenade you hid before you died for the 999th time."
I picked it up, pulled the tab, and stuffed it between them——
Bang.
Two seconds later, I resurrected with full health and spat blood on their mutilated corpses: "I forgot to tell you that when I died for the 2980th time, I forgot to breathe. For the 2689th time, I forgot what pain is."
There was an explosion from the northern city wall, and a new wave of corpses came.
I tore open the collar, revealing the dense numbers on my chest.
The 3001st time.
This time, there were fifty thousand zombies standing behind me.
And I want to taste what it's like to be a ruler.
