In the wasteland after nuclear war, zombies roam everywhere, and corpse crystals are worth more than life itself.
Li Beichuan and his younger sister are trapped in a dying watchtower in the Gobi Desert. The zombie repeller has only enough power for one more day, their food will last three, and the warlord Liu Gen is hunting them down.
He has no gun, no vehicle, and no allies. His only weapon is a boning knife at his waist, too dull even to pierce a zombie's skull.
Then, one night, a zombie bites through his left arm. He thinks he's as good as dead.
When he wakes the next day, the wound is gone. Overnight, his muscles regenerate and his body transforms.
He discovers that his blood can melt zombies.
It doesn't scare them off or drive them away. It burns them to ash from the inside.
Coat bullets with it, and every shot kills a zombie.
Smear it on a blade, and anything it touches goes up in flames.
An ordinary man abandoned by civilization suddenly has what it takes to become the king of the apocalypse.
But he soon realizes that being able to kill zombies doesn't mean he can beat the living. Liu Gen's Deep Trench stronghold is packed with troops, his father is imprisoned in a dungeon as bait, and all he has is his blood and his sister.
So he isn't aiming merely to survive.
He wants to build a mighty territory in this wasteland, one zombies won't dare approach and warlords won't dare covet, sustained by the cursed blood flowing through his veins.
