(There are no zombies in the first ten chapters. Please don't read if that bothers you. This story leans toward realism, with no world-destroying beings.) The thing Gao Bin regretted most in his life was not stockpiling masks back then.
So in 2036, when the TV said, "The risk of human-to-human transmission is extremely low,"
he immediately took out online loans.
His wife said he was crazy. No one believed him.
In the end, the virus broke out. Then the zombies surrounded the city.
Gao Bin fled with his parents and son.
His wife ignored his warnings and died in the city.
By the second year of the apocalypse, he had gone from being an overweight ride-hailing driver
to a trader whose business spanned military districts.
Others relied on guns to survive. He relied on his brains.
He wasn't going to be a hero or a savior.
He just wanted to grow his business a little bigger in this dog-eat-dog world,
and help the people around him live a little longer.
