[Pure wish fulfillment] [Mindless fun] [System-driven] [Just here for the laughs]
[This is a fast-paced, mindless popcorn read. Don't read if that's not your thing.]
[Friendly reminder: While reading, switch off your brain and don't sweat the little details that don't matter.]
On the third day of the zombie outbreak, the whole city had become a living hell.
Survivors shivered among the ruins, ready to kill for a moldy piece of bread.
Meanwhile, I was sitting in a massage chair on the top floor of a shopping mall, drinking an ice-cold Coke and watching the endless zombie horde below as I opened the beginner's gift pack the System had given me.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have received: 1 Gatling gun with unlimited ammo, 1 body permanently immune to the zombie virus, and 999 cases of Coke with an unlimited shelf life.]
I cracked open a can and sighed contentedly.
“System, do you think we can train this horde of zombies to dance the third set of school fitness exercises?”
