Depressed Barbecued Pork

Wang Ran transmigrated a year into the past when zombies had first appeared in the world. He initially wanted to use his knowledge of future events to gather resources and then find a reliable Awakened camp to spend his days. However, to his surprise, he seemed to have also become an Awakened after he transmigrated. Yet, he felt that his Awakened ability was somewhat…unique. Others gained greater speed and strength, but he seemed to have gained the ability where his blood could cure zombies. Wang Ran, who was rejected by the survivor camp, could only build his own camp. However, why was it that he was surrounded by mutant female zombies?
Wang Ran wailed, “Sister, I know you're very beautiful, but I cannot take in any more recruits. I am about to be sucked dry.” 

The  World Is Ending And I Am Surrounded By Female Zombies

"Brother Wang Ran! Oman is saying that a sandstorm is approaching!

"Do you think we should try to push through it or find shelter first?"

Zhang Guozhu's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Oman... Is that... Is that what the lady Hulk is called?!

"Let's take shelter. We're not in a hurry, anyway. Safety first," Wang Ran replied.

At the rate they were going, by the time they reached the coast of Somalia, the Missouri might not even have arrived.

There was no need to take any unnecessary risks.

The lead car led the way to some gravel.

It led to some ruins that could serve as shelter.

Not far away, a dark sandstorm was rapidly approaching.

"Uncle, why don't we try doing it in the sandstorm?"

Tang Tang started her wicked idea again.

"Aren't you afraid of the friction and all of that?"

Wang Ran rolled his eyes at Tang Tang.

Avoiding The Sandstorm