Global Lord: A Billion Zombies, I Am the Calamity

After transmigrating into a world where everyone was a lord, Lu Chen drew the worst troop type from the start: weak zombies who lost limbs as they walked and couldn’t outrun monsters. He came in dead last at school and became the year’s biggest laughingstock. His rich classmates mocked him mercilessly, and everyone waited to see him get torn apart by monsters. Just then, Lu Chen awakened the one-of-a-kind, god-tier talent: [Virus Lord]! [Zombie Tide]: Zombies can be produced with no cooldown, and resource costs are cut in half! [Targeted Mutation]: Spend evolution points to unlock zombies’ hidden forms! From then on, the battlefield of all races was turned on its head. Other lords: “Charge, brothers! For glory!” Lu Chen: “Get in there, boys! Turn them all into one of us!” While others were still struggling to deal with a single elite monster, Lu Chen’s [Swift Hunters] had already formed an army of assassins, weaving in and out of the enemy ranks seven times over. While others were still trying to assemble a heavy-armored force, Lu Chen’s [Tyrant Tanks] were already knocking down the walls like building blocks, one punch at a time. Dragons? Kill them! Turn them into [Undead Rot Dragons] and make them my mounts! Elves? Kill them! Turn them into [Flesh Archers] and use them as long-range turrets! Angels? Kill them! Turn them into [Fallen Banshees] and make them sing me a little tune! One day, an enemy nation’s million-strong army arrived at his gates. A subordinate rushed in with the news. “Reporting, Your Majesty! The enemy is too powerful. Our first wave of zombies has been wiped out!” Lu Chen leisurely took a sip of tea and raised his eyelids. “What’s there to panic about? Now that they’re dead, they can fight back, can’t they?” “Pass on my order. Every fallen unit is to get back up and keep fighting!”