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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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I still get my day rate, right? - Cleaning up?

I was slightly side-eyeing Mr. Cuervo but it seemed like he was in a celebratory mood more than anything. However, this game we've just played was the one I exerted myself the most and it seemed like the reward for it was forgotten.

It's just that asking for it now was a little too much on my part—but regarding how things were playing out—everything that was occurring was a little too fast.

But I had to poke the bear a little bit.

I hovered a few centimeters right next to Mr. Cuervo as I whispered, "So… I still get my day rate for this, righ— Ack!"

Mr. Cuervo managed to sneakily elbow me on my side with an amused expression but the look on his face when his suit got stained was fucking priceless. He never looked so panicked that his jacket now had tiny bits and pieces of rotting corpse meat, and all he could do was to take it off, turn the sleeve the opposite way, before hanging it on his arm.