The Undead Author: Huai Shang
Blurb: “When the Lord Jesus comes again, those who died in Christ will first rise from their tombs.” —1 Thessalonians 4:16
In 2019, a zombie virus erupted, rapidly sweeping across the globe within months. Communications interrupted, utilities cut off, chemical plants leaking, nuclear power stations exploding, cities turning into hellish wastelands; In an era without God, legends, or saviors, the flame of survival was reignited by countless ordinary hands.
Biochemical crisis zombie ABO setting, AO pairing, ruthless protagonist who talks big but can’t last more than three seconds vs. powerful but unlucky character. Post-apocalyptic wasteland, zombie hand-to-hand combat, no space, no supernatural abilities, no cultivation, sweet and melodramatic story, happy ending~
Content tags: Strong characters, Post-apocalyptic, Destined match, Bickering lovers. Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhou Rong, Si Nan | Supporting characters: Enemy and friendly camp characters and hungry zombie masses | Other: Happy ending~
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★ Chapter 1
“Merciful God, you welcome new souls into the eternal, bright, and joyful place, among the fellowship of saints in heaven; when the Lord Jesus comes again, those who died in Christ will first rise from their tombs and enjoy eternal life.”
“Amen.”
The priest kissed the silver cross. Pale light filtered through the church’s high stained-glass window, casting onto the black lacquered pine coffin.
A white woman in a black veil crouched down, covering her mouth with cold hands, barely suppressing her sobs, hugging the small boy beside her.
“…Mom?”
“Hmm?”
“Does God love the world?”
“God…” The woman trembled, taking a deep breath, her voice hoarse: “God loves all, and therefore gave his only son, so that all who believe in him shall not perish, but gain eternal life…”
“Then why are we deprived of freedom, robbed and imprisoned?”
The door behind the woman was suddenly smashed open. Countless figures rushed into the church with shouts and cries erupting. The woman only had time to remove the pendant from her neck and urgently thrust it into the boy’s hand before being grabbed by several fully armed soldiers and forcibly dragged back.
“Run, quickly!” Her desperate cry pierced the chaos: “Run, leave here!”
“Don’t look back, don’t give up!”
“Mommy loves you!…”
The church collapsed with a thunderous roar, flames turning black and white, surging toward the gloomy sky. Screams and crying dissolved into nothingness, the wind lifting bone ash and scattering it across the vast, desolate land.
