A Horde of Demons in the Apocalypse

This is a school for nonhumans where classes are held only when the moon rises each night. The principal is a great demon king. The homeroom teacher is a drought demoness with a dual personality. In the class are a nine-tailed fox who loves vital essence, a Zhulong who dozes off wherever he can, a greedy Pixiu, an angel with a Northeastern accent who loves chicken wings, a gossipy phoenix, a taciturn tree spirit, a vain painted-skin demon, a beautiful elf, a merfolk who snacks on pearls... Even the old gatekeeper is a thousand-year-old jiangshi. Then one day, the apocalypse came. People were infected by a virus and turned into zombies. Plants stopped growing, the air turned foul, and all the food was snatched away... Fox demon: Where are all the handsome men? Where's the delicious vital essence? Zombies, give me back my lively, fragrant nights! Drought demoness: The air pollution already makes it impossible to see the stars, okay! Humans have landed on the moon, and Sister Chang'e has moved away! I've already got enough on my plate, so why are zombies competing with me for spiritual energy? Merfolk: The zombies are hurting my fishing resources and getting in the way of my pearl-selling hobby. Painted-skin demon: You zombie bastards, how dare you ruin fresh pig liver! What am I supposed to use to keep my complexion now? Protagonist: Why is it so hard to keep a low profile as a {vampire}?! Biting zombies gives you diarrhea, and being forced to go vegetarian is miserable. When all the monsters could do was reminisce about A Bite of China, they finally couldn't take it anymore! Zombies, we're going to fight you to the death! Going premium on Tuesday! P.S. A fun, lighthearted story. The world is fictional, so don't try to match it to reality! Seeking author: Theme: