Summary:

Five years after the zombie outbreak, all of humanity was wiped out. Fu Qing, who had survived until the very end, died in despair, only to open his eyes and find himself back before the disaster struck.

The city was peaceful and serene.

Just as Fu Qing was about to seize the moment and enjoy life, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

[Campus Simulation Management System Bound!]

[Mission Objective: Teach survival skills, cultivate elite forces, establish a well-equipped [Survival School], and make it humanity's last refuge!]

[Time remaining until the first wave of infection: 364 days, 23 hours, 35 minutes, and 48 seconds—]

Fu Qing: …

Are you kidding me? The last year of Blue Star civilization's glory, and you want me to raise a child??

A freshman from the class of ’9999 at Fangzhou University discovers that something seems a little off about his school.

—What the heck are “Zombie Species Identification,” “Crop Cultivation,” and “Basic Introduction to Stockpiling” on the timetable?

—Why is armed cross-country running a compulsory physical education course for a broadcasting and hosting major?

—Why is it that during military training, when everyone else’s first day of school is just military training, they’re dragged into a holographic capsule and have their faces covered in bloody zombies right from the start?!

The top liberal arts student, trembling as he’s led into the military command classroom, looks bewildered: Why don’t the enemies the teacher talks about seem human?

The sports prodigy, confused and thrown into the elite class, is completely dumbfounded: Is it appropriate to start by learning how to sever tendons and ligaments?

And when they want to drop out, a “Reject Application” window automatically pops up in front of them!

A month later, the freshmen collapsed.

They collectively protested to the principal: “It’s impossible for anyone in this world to take down three zombies in a minute!”

The young principal raised an eyebrow.

Thirty seconds later, the freshmen watched in utter silence as the principal effortlessly dispatched ten small zombies.