My uncle and aunt had no choice but to adopt me in order to seize the inheritance left by my parents. They didn't know that I had known about it for a long time. This time, I will never be as kind as I was in my previous life and let them have a place to stay in the last days. In these last days, I can't protect anyone, and I don't want to protect anyone. I just want to be able to get through this difficult time safely. I want to live and live with what belongs to me. Human hearts are sometimes scarier than zombies. All I have to do is wait, wait for the country to recover, and deal with the zombie virus like the new coronavirus. I firmly believe that the country will never give up on a survivor, and will never let go of a non-human being.
