Sky2316

"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

Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

When he saw me pull out my satellite phone from my pack, he was shocked and he almost spilled his beer. However, in a very quick moment, he sneered and then he started to laugh after burping.


"I told you kid! She wouldn't answer~! Let me show you." he pulled out his phone and started to dial it manually. The tones of his keypad resounds each time he presses a number.


"Why are you dialing it manually? Didn't you save it at least?" I asked.


"Bah! That's one of the things I wouldn't forget even if I get amnesia!" he declared.


"That's not how amnesia works old man!" I rebutted.


After he dialed it, he didn't make it ring even once and he ended the call.


"See kid? She never answers!" he exclaimed.


I was so annoyed at what he was doing so I didn't even try to argue so I raised my phone again. He started to sit down on one of his workbenches as he slaps his thighs in amusement.


Hello? - Yes ma'am...