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 we reached the entrance, tall platforms made from steel scaffolding were behind the huge gate. Guards armed with M16s were watching from above and piling bodies from below. On the opposite side of the road, varying vehicles were parked outside, seemingly waiting for something and the familiar face I saw was the driver of another 8-wheeler with a broken windshield.


He was good friends with Unc Zardon and it didn't take long for him to peek his head out after honking his horn a few times. Jimmy also owned a shop but it was in a different location, deeper in the Bulacan Area. We used to deliver to his place before but he soon saved up and got a truck of his own.


"HEY~ ZARDS!!! YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING ALIVE HOLY SHIT!!!" Jimmy waved his hat around and my uncle did as well.


We drove closer a bit closer and the other vehicles started running their horns. Our aim was to only talk to the guy but the others thought we were going to cut in the line.


That little?! Give me a 100 at least!