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!

Before Brian could even put up his guard, I enveloped his whole body with my killing intent as I condensed the release into the area around us. For some reason, it tends to hamper anyone's movements by a few seconds—more or even incapacitation when they weren't used to it—but yeah, this guy's fucked.

And of course, I wouldn't be able to use that move since I need to have that set of eyes and be in that clan in order for that technique to be passed down so I turned it into my own version which was the eight seconds of a sixty-four-hit combo.

Right as I took in some air, I sent a nasty hook to where his liver was located before keeping him up with a kick to his left torso. His body hadn't even recoiled yet as I aimed for specific joints in his body to make him dance in place—and the only saving grace from this was the hits were more quantitative than qualitative.

Whaddayouknow?