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Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

"Better to have and not need than to need and not have." Sky Ishiyama is a nerd with Photographic Memory who after the bumps and turns in his life, turned to be a Doomsday Prepper. The story takes place in our world where our MC was diving through the Dark Web just for fun and discovered something that could only be found in books, movies, novels, manga, anime, or games. Zombies, Walkers, Freaks, Infected, Biters, or whatever you may call them. They're fucking real. Ever wondered what you could do in a zombie apocalypse where you actually know what you're doing? Actually surviving properly while preventing stupid deaths? Doing what is right and necessary? Or better yet, actually doing what you shout in the monitor when you're watching a film? Our MC is coupled with the knowledge of not just fighting z's but actually surviving by securing his home, finding allies, scavenging for supplies, building a community and so much more. If you could, kindly like the tags I've put up and it would be huge, huge help for me, thanks in advance! Also, a comment, a review, or even a vote of a single power stone would help me out a lot! Thanks again! Disclaimer: All of the names and places mentioned in this novel are fictional and any relation to people IRL is purely coincidental. Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/3JstDAV (It's just something I created for fun and random chatting with people that want to discuss more about zombie things and other random stuff. It's created on 16/07/20 so it's fairly new and nothing much is in there lol Anyway, everyone is free to drop by and spend a few minutes to pass the time.) My Discord: Sky2316#9623

Sky2316 · Horror
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Strugglers II

My conversation with Mimi was suddenly cut off by Jared screaming into my ear and pushing the tablet right into my face, but it was for a very valid reason. The first one was to make Mr. Crisologo suffer and the other was—even if we were successful or not—to get the info and the dirt he had on his so-called friends.

Because it was as Mr. Garciano stated: Mr. Crisologo referred to them as his 'friends' but it was more like people who owed him a lot of money and favors.

Sure, getting some dirt on his aces could help me establish a much better connection with them if we ever cross paths but I already have my own ways and I'll only lead by fear if it was the final choice.

But yeah, it seemed like Mr. Crisologo was already suffering since he ripped his right arm off the strong adhesive but he had to do it a few more times so he could free himself of the restraints.