If I tell you that the number of words is not enough, will you get beaten? It seems that no one is updating, so the scumbag author will just assume that you agreed and I will update it tomorrow. As compensation, the scumbag author will update for the next three days, but it will be shorter and run away. Stay on June 3rd.
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In the past, when I read apocalyptic articles, Anyang would scream "What the hell" when he saw the cannon fodder in the article! Zombies! Run! ! !
His first reaction was, -_-#I'll wipe it! Or not a man anymore? If you see a zombie, run away!
Now that it is really the end of the world, Anyang has become a zombie that everyone wants to get rid of quickly, and only then can he truly understand the feelings of those cannon fodder.
Damn it, he can only hide when he meets an awesome person, and he can only hide when he encounters an awesome zombie, and it's impossible not to hide!
Who made him a zombie? Every inch of his body is an irreparable and renewable resource.
So to live longer? For two years, he could only feel wronged to himself.
However, he never expected that despite all his precautions, he could not stop himself from falling to his knees and licking a beautiful woman...
One-sentence summary: This is a story about a weak zombie who risked his own life to cling to his thigh.