I Inherit a Sanctuary in the Last Days

In the tenth year of the zombie apocalypse, the utopia I inherited welcomed its first survivors. I thought I was a savior, but in their eyes I became a "dictator" who monopolized survival resources. When the predators came to the city, the AI ​​asked me: "According to the agreement, the optimal solution is to eliminate all unstable human factors-including them." This time, I turned off the agreement reminder sound.