"​​​​Chapter 1​​

Five minutes ago, I killed someone.

But she couldn't really be called ""human"" anymore.

She was my roommate who had fled back from outside.

She hadn't brought back any supplies, any survival tools.

Only an arm bitten by a zombie, and the desire to eat me.

I looked down coldly at her on the floor.

The fruit knife had clearly pierced through her temple, yet her body still writhed.

After struggling for a while, she spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Dead for the second time.

Her phone, tucked in her pocket, buzzed a few times.

The sound instantly snapped me back to reality.

The zombie outbreak had been going on for half a month. My own phone had broken long ago, leaving me with no way to contact the outside world.

I pulled the phone from her jacket pocket and turned it on.

""Zombified classmates, please comment '1' in the group chat.""

""Not zombified yet, comment '2'.""

The class monitor had updated the group announcement.

Clearly, he was trying to lighten the mood.

The sparse scattering of ""2""s on the screen said it all.

I wiped the blood off the phone screen.

Slowly typed out ""1""."