Huh? What the heck? I transmigrated back from the second year of the apocalypse?
The woman rubbed her eyes. Am I dreaming?
With the experience of her previous life, she naturally gets by much better than others. But knowledge isn't everything, and experience can't protect you for a lifetime. What kind of trouble will the butterfly effect of traveling through time and space bring her?
When her former comrades plead desperately for help, and her relatives from the past pour out their troubles and beg for mercy, will she be as cold and ruthless as she was in her previous life, or will she act differently?
No matter how terrifying the apocalypse is, no matter how horrifying the zombies are, and no matter how frightening the mutated animals and plants may be, all that matters is knowing that the family who care about her are by her side, and that she has comrades she can trust with her back. That's enough...
