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!

I started shouting Jomarro's name as I briskly walked towards his office. Mike and the other laborers on the other hand were chuckling because I was doing something that Jomarro fucking disliked.


He doesn't want his time eating disrupted by anything, fucking anything.


Kaley and the others with me except Unc Zardon didn't know that particular bit and they were showing confused expressions as to why I was making a ruckus and as to why I was doing it.


"JOMARRO~!!! IT'S YOUR FAVORITE CUSTOMER~!!! JOMARRO~!!!"


It didn't even take a minute before the door to his office busted open and a huge guy with a pot belly, bald head, dirty face, and hands covered in grease came out huffing with veins popping out of his forehead. His shirt was stained with the food he was eating and the side of his shirt had stains because of wiping his greasy hands with it when he decided to do something while eating.


Jomarro - Deal?