Doomsday Cuisine

I walked through the book and into a pile of zombies. In order to survive, I picked up the spatula and shouted: "Don't eat me, I know how to cook human flesh." A month later, I wanted to run away to the human base, but I suffered from being monitored by the zombie king 24 hours a day. I had an idea, "Can you perform a striptease for me?" The zombie king hid his face and fled. Note: This was written by someone who was mentally ill in the early years, but since my conscience still exists, it turned out to be a sweet article that is not abusive. A short article of 10,000 words can be read in fifteen minutes. Motto: One fresh trick can be eaten all over the world