The Offbeat Life of a Zombie Woman in the Apocalypse

I patted Brother Wang on the shoulder, though his head had fallen off, then continued patrolling my turf. Along the way, I greeted Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Laowu, but sadly, none of them responded. Sigh, people in the city these days are so cold. It was time for my daily patrol. My job ranged from checking whether any new pizza had wandered into my territory to cleaning up the scattered remains left behind by a few troublemakers in the neighborhood. I was a versatile, well-rounded talent for the new century, skilled in both the arts and combat. Yes, they were all zombies. Me? I'm a jiangshi. Not a zombie, a jiangshi. Coming soon: "Escape the Killing Game 101" -> A super talent show you can enter as long as you're alive! (This will be my next book.) "Hello, everybody! Welcome to Escape the Killing Game 101, a coming-of-age show brought to you by the Sunset Empire and jointly developed and produced by the Cosmic Ecological Protection Association and the Golden Hunters Association!" "Ladies and gentlemen, you are the 101 chosen villains!" "Get moving! Only the most wicked and ruthless will have a chance to leave before the world is destroyed." "Can you survive long enough to make your debut?" The strange creature's mocking laugh faded away. The monsters' groans began to stir across the land. With the blood-red sunset behind her, the girl stood on the edge of the 832-meter-high Greenbelt Center Tower's roof and shoved a pair of iron shears into the rotting mouth of a living corpse. Blood spattered across her snow-white face. She gave a helpless smile and thrust the shears upward with all her strength. "...That's so rude. How could you spit on a lady's face?" After a competition, during the voting campaign, the Escape the Killing Game 101 production team asked each contestant who had advanced to introduce themselves in one minute. Beneath the dazzling lights, everyone watched the formidable powerhouse most likely to debut in the center position flash a faint smile: "Hello, everyone. My name is Jiang Lu." "I don't smoke, drink, go clubbing, or get tattoos. I like fishing and wind chimes. I'm a delicate young lady who should have died on the first day." "Please pick me! I'll do my best to walk the paths of others and leave them with nowhere to go." After the center-position contestant, it was time for the runner-up to appear. Everyone turned in unison toward the former center-position contestant, now the one backing the new center, standing in the shadows. The young man was expressionless, like a vicious, icy blade drawn from its sheath. He said coldly: "Feng Ling." "Vote for me or don't." Theme: If even zombies can be happy, why can't you?