Zombie Siege: A Commoner's Survival Journal

The zombie virus swept through the city without warning. In the bustling streets during rush hour, the world became a living hell in an instant.

There were no warning announcements, no stockpiling in advance, no System abilities, and no lucky breaks from heaven. Su Shu, an ordinary twenty-five-year-old office worker, started with nothing.

His fridge held just two eggs and half a bag of stale dried noodles. He had only a fragile ceramic fruit knife, his phone battery was barely over half, and his rented apartment on the twelfth floor was his only shelter, so flimsy it was almost laughable.

He was physically weak, timid, and cowardly. He panicked, backed down, and felt fear instinctively when trouble struck. He couldn't fight, knew nothing about survival, couldn't outrun zombies, and couldn't outfight ruthless people. From beginning to end, he was just an ordinary person.

The apocalypse was never a power fantasy. There would be no cheat-powered comeback, only endless hunger, fear, and torment.

To stay alive, Su Shu could only rely on the caution and awkwardness in his bones. He stood his ground in his sealed apartment, cautiously tested the silence of the apartment building, and edged through the rotting city.

He would be afraid, feel guilty, make mistakes, and flee in a sorry state. There would be no triumphant rise to greatness, only day after day of struggling to endure.

There would be no miracles and no lucky escapes. An ordinary person's struggle to survive the apocalypse is always slow and difficult, but I will keep living.