It was a midsummer day in June, and I was working as usual, dealing with the stress of my boss’s habitual outbursts.
A sudden status window appeared in front of me, and the word ‘Zombie’ caught my eye. But before I could process it, my boss’s shouting rang out again. I swallowed the urge to quit on the spot and forced myself to keep working.
That is… until the Ice Age suddenly arrived.
– Emergency Alert: Cold Wave Warning.
In an instant, eternal snow spread before my eyes, and my intern’s body twisted into something grotesque… a zombie.
‘What the hell is going on here?’
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