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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 · 灵异恐怖
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Can I come?! Please?!

At this moment, I looked like the cat wearing boots voiced by the person who played the fencer guy wearing a black mask as I was melting hearts left and right. But yeah, as sad as it may sound, I actually enjoyed and even if D&D wasn't in the picture, I spent most of my childhood life playing alone, and never did I think I was sad or should deserve pity.

Being alone and lonely had differences and I was perfectly fine and happy being alone at that time.

Even now, even with Kaley and the few others in the mix in my life, I still treasure the few minutes or hours I could just be with myself—and it's got nothing to do with them, but sometimes, the peace and quiet were like an old friend that was always there for me.

Though Mr. Dewey and I shared a moment right then and there as he offered to play:

"You'll DM?"

"Anything for you, Sonny."

"Don't call me Sonny."

"Ah— What do you want me to call you?"