Jeffson

The Ivairis and Fleuran kingdom has been at war for a long time, and the Ivairis kingdom has always been victorious 'cause of their mighty knights and good weapons. But that wouldn't last forever, coming prepared and attacking at the right time, the Fleuran kingdom brought about destruction to the Ivairis kingdom.

Hugo, an 18 years old teenager was a native of the Ivairis kingdom, and he died along with his family due to the destruction. He was given a chance to live again, but his transmigration wasn't much of a pleasant one. He found himself in a world that had undergone annihilation, a world that was experiencing the apocalypse filled with bizarre creatures.

Granted a system, Hugo would have to survive this world, pass through whatever challenges. And who knows? He could bring an end to the apocalypse...

Note: This book has three prologues, that's the life of the MC before he died and found himself in a post-apocalyptic world. You might find the first prologue boring, but don't judge the whole book 'cause of that. Try skipping the prologues and jumping straight to the fourth chapter, that's when the main story starts. If you find the prologues boring, skip them.

The Dead City.

This was what he wrote down, 'Well, the mission was bestowed unto me, and I accepted it, now that I've gotten bitten, I'll have to accept my fate. There'll be no need to carry any grudges or hate before turning into any tier of zombie,


At least, some of the students that went out of this academy didn't return, and we didn't hear any case of any student returning to take revenge as a zombie. So it's a simple answer, when going on such tough missions and I get bitten by a zombie, I'll have to accept my fate'.


Done writing, Hugo glanced at what he wrote, and he was satisfied. What he wrote was what he'll do, he wasn't just writing for writing's sake. He's done answering the three questions, didn't take much time. He glanced around, and just like the last brain tester, some people were still cracking their brains and writing, while some were already strolling to the man to submit.


Unsure.