This Apocalypse Isn't Quite Right

This novel will go VIP starting March 29. The chapters being moved behind the paywall are Chapters 32 to 95, so if you've already read them, please don't buy them again. The anti-piracy threshold is 40%; if your completion rate is lower, you'll encounter locked chapters. Thank you all for your continued support! My next novel, Host, He Still Won't Take His Medicine [Book Transmigration], is also open for advance follows. The lighthearted blurb: Ji Jin often wonders if he and everyone else are living through different apocalypses. Everyone else is living in turmoil, suffering death and separation, and worrying every day about staying alive. Meanwhile, he's pampered to the heavens by a certain someone every day. They work together, kill zombies, and show off their love all day long. Mu Qian: "Don't you like it?" Ji Jin: "I... I do." The serious blurb: The apocalypse has arrived. What will become of humanity? A classic zombie apocalypse. This is really a love story at heart. There are supernatural abilities, but no pocket dimension and no one reborn. A clever, aloof-on-the-outside but warm-hearted college student on the receiving end, paired with a devoted, gentle top (gentle only toward him). Both are each other's first and only. Most of the things in this story that don't make sense are foreshadowing. The outline is in my head (/≧▽≦/), so some parts might not be entirely reasonable. The logic is dead, and the romance is a wild horse with its reins cut. "I love this world because you're in it." "To me, you came first. Only then did this world exist." This blurb feels way too serious, QAQ. P.S. You can insult me, but don't attack the characters I've written, or I'll insult you right back. The author is so adorable. Won't you really give this a follow? o(≧v≦)o This book is full of bugs, and the long gaps between updates later on made it fall apart a bit. This really is a terrible novel. I don't recommend reading it... My new danmei novel, Host, He Still Won't Take His Medicine [Book Transmigration], is open for advance follows. Also known as A Non-typical Book Transmigration. The classic web novel The Business War is about a dark protagonist. Gu Ci's miserable childhood, with an uncaring father and mother, made him cold and heartless. He became someone no one in the business world dared offend, and everyone who crossed him was punished. Lin Xia gazed at his pale, beautiful reflection in the mirror, lost in thought. [Hello, Host. I'm Book Transmigration System 886. Your mission is...] Lin Xia cut it off, frowning slightly. The person in the mirror looked as if a breeze could knock him over. "So, who am I supposed to win over?" The System stuttered. [That's not...] "Could it be a raising-him-from-childhood plot?" [That's not it either...] ..."Then what kind of Book Transmigration System are you?" [Host, your mission is to study hard and become the perfect male idol!] "...Then why give me the plot?" [So you won't get yourself killed. I can only bring you back to life this once. More importantly... look at the original novel. Do you even have a role in it?] Lin Xia stayed up in bed and read all three million words of the original novel. He nearly ended up in the emergency room again, but with dark circles under his eyes, he exclaimed delightedly, "There really isn't a single scene with me in it!" The System: "..." #Begging the Host to Take His Medicine# #My Host Can't Possibly Be This Adorably Stupid# #Host, Please Memorize One More Vocabulary Word# As far as Lin Xia is concerned: #I'm Just a Study Slacker, I Don't Want to Study. Just Let Me Win Someone Over Instead# #English Is So Hard, Science Is Hard Too. Day 10086 of Wanting to Win Over the System.# #The Systems These Days Just Aren't Up to Scratch# To Gu Ci, Lin Xia is the one he has longed for across several lifetimes, yet could never have. A socially anxious male idol on the receiving end who transmigrates into a book × a brooding top with an overpowering possessive streak. One-on-one, both are each other's first and only, very sweet. Theme: