Chapter 26 - 025 The Magical Greenification Coin
A scroll slowly unfolds, playing a scene of the blood-soaked apocalypse. The male protagonist, born into a prestigious family, is framed and injected with a mysterious substance, transforming him into a half-zombie. He can heal from injuries rapidly, and his blood can bring the dead back to life. Scientists from the supreme agency send people to capture him for research. The male protagonist refuses to become a lab rat. He has his own consciousness, blending in with the zombies—when he commands them to go east, they dare not go west. Gradually, he develops emotional bonds with the zombies. He dreams of building his own apocalypse kingdom. Sometimes, humans who scheme and plot are even less pure and clean than the zombies. Of course, as half-zombie with a human body, the male protagonist has desires; he forcefully takes the female protagonist, and she becomes pregnant. Her pregnancy is her golden finger, as wherever she goes, she attracts hordes of zombies who bow to her and swear fealty. Thus, the half-zombie and a human end up having seven little treasures, each with exceptional abilities. Can they end the apocalypse and create a new world? Is this an apocalypse-themed story with strong-arm tactics, or is it about the ultimate zombie boss?
Tian Sangsang grew increasingly engrossed as she read. She recalled that she used to be a part-time writer and had some understanding of web novel trends. She had read some apocalypse-themed novels before, but none had quite satisfied her. Mainly because she had watched too many post-apocalyptic films from the United States—those were truly full of passion and heroics. So, when she saw apocalypse-themed web novels, she was utterly confused. Wasn’t this a Xianxia tale? Or a mythological story? In the apocalypse, people miraculously awaken superpowers, gain crystal cores, and master elements like wind, fire, lightning, and water! After bingeing several novels, they all followed this pattern—as if having superpowers was mandatory in the apocalypse, and they all leaned heavily towards Hua Country-style superpowers.
So, the apocalypse isn’t about testing human nature or thrilling speed and passion, but rather a display of retro Hua aesthetics!
Perhaps this difference is due to variations in national circumstances. After all, if the apocalypse were to arrive, the battle prowess of our Hua Country citizens—it’s a miracle if they survive at all! Without relying on superpowers, what else can they count on?! Tian Sangsang felt, looking at history, heroes were often buried in the tides of time due to all kinds of reasons. Seizing the land and governing it are two entirely different things; courage and wisdom are vital, but above all, you need political awareness.
The novel flashes past, and suddenly—Tian Sangsang calls to pause.
In the scene, it truly was her! A chubby girl dressed in black, everything from crossing over into another world to yesterday’s and today’s events was playing out one by one. And the title of the novel was "The Rise of the Cannon Fodder Military Wife."
Tian Sangsang froze. Wasn’t she supposed to have transmigrated into the male protagonist’s narrative of *Rebirth of Business Genius*? Why was it titled *The Rise of the Cannon Fodder Military Wife*? Worse still, when she tried to keep watching, several large characters appeared in the air: "This work is currently serialized. For more of the story, see the next episode!"
At this point, Tian Sangsang had pretty much figured out what was going on. The title conveyed the meaning unmistakably—a salted fish turning over. But the question was, she was just an ordinary village girl—how did she become a military wife? Was the author implying that she would marry a soldier in the future? But military guys weren’t exactly Tian Sangsang’s cup of tea. Although she had been a leftover woman and never married, she knew that finding a match in the mundane world wasn’t easy. To put it plainly: when you marry someone, you’re not just marrying them but their entire family as well. You might think you’re marrying for love, but inevitably, what remains is a kind of complex, indescribable emotion.