当修真界小怪物穿进丧尸堆后

A sunny, cheerful, and chaotic crazy little monster (shou) & an older, stable, gentle giant and healing-type mom (gong)

Before transmigrating, An Shuo was the Blood Demon Ancestor, a figure everyone in the cultivation world wanted to eliminate.

In his youth, he accidentally swallowed the essence of bloodlust, and to survive, he was forced to cultivate through slaughter.

But just as he achieved the Blood Demon Body, no longer needing to worry about being consumed by the bloodlust, he was destroyed by the Ten Thousand Swords Execution Formation.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a world overrun by zombies.

He possessed the body of a young boy who had been stabbed and thrown into a zombie pit, left to die.

The boy offered his body to him, asking only for revenge.

An Shuo readily agreed, feigning a resurrection and absorbing all the surrounding zombies.

Back in his day, he was the number one target in the cultivation world, precisely because the cultivation technique he practiced was a demonic art that required him to absorb blood energy through constant slaughter.

But who knew that he had always cultivated by killing wicked evildoers and ferocious beasts!

In the cultivation world, rumors spread like wildfire, and public opinion was a powerful force—

But this world was different!

Friends, who understands the feeling of being able to kill zombies and mutated beasts freely?!

An Shuo: I’ve never fought such a wealthy battle! Can I really kill zombies as I please? Really?! Are you sure?!

Everyone in the apocalypse: ? Why is someone so enthusiastic about killing zombies?

#KillingZombiesTooEnthusiastically #SomethingWrongWithHisHead

An Shuo in others’ eyes: A harmless and well-behaved little boy!

An Shuo in his teammates’ eyes: A fierce person who chases after zombies!

The apocalypse in An Shuo’s eyes: This one is delicious, that one is delicious too, after I recultivate the Blood Demon Body, I’ll definitely break through the sky and return to my original world for revenge!!

An Shuo, who later inexplicably became the strongest human: Don’t praise me! I won’t help you kill this Zombie King! Hmph! (Currently killing the Zombie King)

An Shuo, while showing off, became the strongest in the human camp.

And the humans of this world accepted him with kindness, revered him, and treated him like a god.

An Shuo had never experienced such wonderful feelings before.

He was clearly a blood-soaked monster born from slaughter, yet he became a great hero—

An Shuo laughed wildly. No matter how terrifying he appeared, he was surrounded by love, gently enveloping the little monster, healing his pain.

Waking up in the morning, the sun shining brightly, thirty-six point seven degrees, the first thing he did was chase after zombies and munch on them.

The teammates who found An Shuo, watching him excitedly run wild like a horse off its reins: Damn, are they that delicious?

Boss, want some cumin? Or pepper? Do you prefer them dried?

An Shuo: burp, Delicious blood energy, I love it.

An Shuo: Two more zombie hordes, please.