End-Times Space Bigshot Transmigrates to the 70s

The former richest person and end-times space bigshot, Su Qingzhu, after perishing together with the Zombie Emperor, transmigrated to the 1970s.

She, who had been weary for an entire life, or...

Extra 07 Zombies

It's so ridiculous!

The boss is gone and my revenge is avenged, so I left.

The remaining zombies are like a mess without the Zombie King's command, and I don't want to be one of them and be eliminated.

Later, a new zombie king appeared.

But it’s none of my business anymore. He can’t control me. I will still be my lone zombie.

I settled down in a remote mountain and buried my brother's bones next to my new home.

I don’t know how long it was after, but when I came down the mountain, I saw that humans and the Zombie King had reached an agreement, and the country was divided into two, with each occupying one side.

After watching the excitement, I came back to live in seclusion again.

The days in the mountains are very peaceful, and I don’t even know what day it is.

When I went down the mountain again, the city that was originally inhabited by zombies was actually full of people.

I was stunned. Were all the zombies wiped out?

What should I do then?

Just as I was about to run, I suddenly realized that no one seemed to be looking at me.

What's going on?

It wasn't until I passed a building and the clear glass reflected my appearance that I realized I seemed to have turned back into a human.

Black hair, pink cheeks, dark brown pupils, fair skin...

“Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang!”

I heard the sound of a bell ringing, looked up, and saw that the electronic date displayed under the bell was January 12, 3196.

I was dumbfounded. It has been more than a hundred years since the end of the world?

In other words, these people walking around me were zombies just like me a hundred years ago?

Or are they the descendants of zombies?

I can’t figure it out, and I’m too lazy to think about it.

I had no identification and was used to a secluded life, so I walked around the city, worked part-time for a few days, ate some delicious food, and then went back to the mountains.

In the days that followed, everything went on as usual.

However, if you are lucky enough to see this autobiography, it means that I have passed away.

I live a happy life with my younger brother by my side.

The only regret is that I didn’t get to see that interesting zombie king, Happiness.