"Starting with a Corpse, Teammates Are All SSR"
《开局一具尸,队友都是SSR》
by Mai Yi (麦懿)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 23k Words
- Chapters
- 9
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 7mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeWestern Fantasy
- POVBottom-Lead (Shou)
- Age18+
- Apocalypse
- Counterattack
- Ensemble Cast
- Hot-blooded
- Power Couple
- Superpowers
Synopsis
One week after Gu Yu died, the end of the world came. Good news: He is alive again, and has been bound to the [Traditional Culture Protection System] to clear the level. Bad news: He passed through the body of a high school student who had begun to rot because the original owner accidentally took the wrong medicine. Now, he, a former Chinese mecha master in the Steam Age, faces a more difficult problem than zombies: How do I explain to my new teammates that the body spots on my body are not the latest trendy goth makeup? How to elegantly flip through "Tiangong Kaiwu" and build a steam defense tower while your arms are falling off? How to suppress the original impulse towards Lin Che, the cold-faced academic god... And the sandwich in his hand? His apocalyptic team has complex ingredients: The school doctor, Sister Su, always wanted to give him two injections to study whether "cadavers also have acupuncture points." Ah Lei, a master of craftsmanship, enthusiastically expressed that he could customize an "anti-falling portable exoskeleton" for him, and even asked thoughtfully: "Brother, do you prefer the fragrance of sandalwood or rosewood? It can repel insects." Central air conditioner Zhou Yu smiled to show his kindness, but his eyes looked like he was evaluating a precision instrument. As for Lin Che, who always exposed her back to him, after he almost lost control one time, she just silently handed over a box of super glue: "glue it first, don't let it fall apart. Leave the rest to me." While Gu Yu used the mortise and tenon technique to fix his loose joints, he complained crazily in his heart: "Others are trying to survive in the last days, but I am 'cultivating' myself in the last days - literally, repairing my true corpse." "System, I agree to use the city defense chapter of "Mozi" to fight against the zombie wave, but is there really no entry for 'embalming the body' in the "Compendium of Materia Medica"?!" When the world-destroying frenzy struck, Gu Yu stood on a barrier driven by gears, runes and steam. Under his feet was the square inch of land he guarded with ancient wisdom. Lin Che's voice came through the smoke, as firm as ever: "You cultivate civilization, and I will protect you. No matter what you become." ——This is a heartwarming (?) Story about how a "corpse" uses the most ragged body and the most immortal wisdom to repair the world (and teammates) in the doomsday world. "System, I agree to use the city defense chapter of "Mozi" to fight against the zombie wave, but is there really no entry for 'embalming the body' in the "Compendium of Materia Medica"?!" When the world-destroying frenzy struck, Gu Yu stood on a barrier driven by gears, runes and steam. Under his feet was the square inch of land he guarded with ancient wisdom. Lin Che's voice came through the smoke, as firm as ever: "You cultivate civilization, and I will protect you. No matter what you become." ——This is a heartwarming (?) Story about how a "corpse" uses the most ragged body and the most immortal wisdom to repair the world (and teammates) in the doomsday world. Purpose: Introduction title: Become the proof of existence itself Gu Yu, a zombie who strives to "preserve" himself in the apocalypse, is bound to the most outrageous KPI in history - [Civilization Defense System]. When his teammates were doubting life in the wasteland, he was using "Tiangong Kaiwu" to rub the water purifier, using "Mozi" to teach zombies what "don't get involved" means, and using acupuncture to squeeze pure water from mutated plants. Sister Su, the school doctor, was curious about where he got the motivation. Gu Yu lowered his head and used tweezers to press back a piece of rotten flesh that was about to fall off. He said in his mind: "Probably because of my 'walking nihilism'. If I don't do anything humanly, it will become a performance art." Lin Che walked by. Come, put a candy kept fresh with the ice power into his stiff hand, and his voice was very soft, but as steady as a promise: "You are repairing cultural relics, and I am repairing you." [Simply put, this is a story about a zombie taking the lead in reviving intangible cultural heritage, and rebuilding human dignity in the end of the world.