"Well, since you helped us get this mutated crystal core, we'll just take care of that house for you. Don't worry, we'll take good care of it. I've had my eye on that master bedroom with the big balcony for a while now."

"We were teammates after all. When you turn into a zombie, we won't blow your head off. We'll let you die a little more gracefully."

...

The merciless way his teammates slammed the car doors shut, abandoning him, combined with the excruciating pain of being bitten to death by zombies, all accumulated into the original Kim Haru's deep despair and hatred that he could never let go, not even in death.

As Kim Haru inherited the original Kim Haru's memories, that overwhelming hatred and despair flooded into his mind, almost causing him to collapse mentally.

It was precisely this incredible force that allowed Kim Haru to awaken within his new body in this strange world.

For a moment, Kim Haru felt confused.

Now he understood why he had been in that initial state.

His soul had been fusing with this body, which was why Kim Haru couldn't control it immediately.

The stinging pain and itching all over his body were signs that the wounds from the zombie bites were healing rapidly.

Kim Haru looked down at his new body.

Life in the apocalypse certainly couldn't be compared to the quality of life in the peaceful world he was used to.

Combined with the original Kim Haru's lack of remarkable abilities, this body was naturally thin and weak.

His clothes, after the ordeal of being chewed on by zombies, were now become a tattered rag, practically useless.

At least he hadn't ended up with missing arms or legs.

If it had really come to that, Kim Haru was sure he would have found a brick and smashed his own head in without hesitation!

Once the memories settled in, the dizziness that had hindered his movements faded away.

Kim Haru looked around, wondering where he should go.

Suddenly, his stomach growled.

Kim Haru lowered his head and stared at his shriveled stomach.

It was hungry.

That single "growl" felt like the pull of a trigger, followed by a wave of intense hunger sweeping over him.

His whole stomach rumbled, as if thousands of ants were gnawing and devouring each other inside!

So hungry, so hungry, so hungry…!

The overwhelming hunger pushed every other thought out of Kim Haru's mind, instantly filling his entire consciousness.

So hungry, so hungry, so hungry…!

His vision turned blood-red.

Without realizing it, Kim Haru's eyes were flushed with crimson, his white sclera had completely turned into red color.

Those bodies that were lying on the ground in front of him—weren't they all just meat?

Rotten, yes.

Human, yes.

But still meat—meat that could be eaten...

Just as the red color of his eyes was about to overtake the center of his pupils, Kim Haru suddenly froze.