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 was lucky enough to be staring at Kaley's eyes to see the reflection of a barrel-chested fellow about to throw a right hook to the back of my head, but I twisted my body and met his fist with my elbow before I sent my knee to his balls, finishing him off with the same elbow the moment he dropped to his knees.

But yeah, hits to the back of the head was a huge fucking no-no—because it's literally fatal and banned from several sports competitions—so I stomped on his right arm and shattered it into pieces like his knuckles that collided with my elbow.

I could hear the audible gasps and screams that came from the crowd but it didn't end there when Mauro fully sent another "noble" straight out the balcony and beyond.

BECAUSE I HAVE THE FUCKING GUN, YOU DIPSHIT!