When he woke up, he found that he had become cannon fodder in a post-apocalyptic novel, clinging to the thigh of the sickly male protagonist in order to survive.
Just when I was surprised that the plot was starting to be different from the book, the male protagonist chuckled from behind: "Don't you want to hug your thigh? I'll give it to you."
Concept: Apocalyptic writing from a first-person perspective
