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 would've loved to see his reaction the moment his voice cut off, but I was already inside the door within .001 seconds of the flashbang going off. Luckily for him, he jumped to the side to avoid tumbling into Bordz's blood but unluckily for him, the side he chose was directly in front of me, and he received another concussion that ultimately knocked him out. However, his cavalry still wouldn't end or get paused here because all we needed was to relocate next door and start over.

That's what we did word by word but I did turn to Mimi to ask for something:

"Hey, can you ask one of the residents for an iron?"

"A-A what?" Mimi responded shakily as she saw me dragging Mr. Crisologo's ripped-up, bleeding body from the room she had just cleaned earlier.

"I need something to stop the bleeding. Just tell them I'll replace it tomorrow…"

Strugglers III